Let me tell you about a dog, who got his nose wet, but walked away from a river's worth of trouble. Now, I don't know how, but one day, some puppy chased after a cricket in his yard- now he knew better than to leave the yard, but he was just determined to get that bug and eat it. Anyhow, turns out, he got so far away from the yard he didn't quite feel like gettin' back, so's he keeps on after that hoppin' squirmin' cricket, which keeps on skitterin and crawlin' up through the grass until it got up to the river and hopped right onto a stick on the beach.
Now the pup, he knew it was trouble, tryin' to get at the ol' cricket, but he put a paw on, and then the other, and he raised up his hind one, jut about ready to step on the stick and eat the cricket whole, when lo and behol' that ol' stick got unstuck and scooted downstream splashin' that pup's whole face and front with water. Well, the pup knew there warn't nothin' else t'do so he followed his scent back and dried off, n' he called it an advenchuhh.
The parallel is called last night.
Started off simple enough. Drinks, friends. Going home. Next thing you know, I'm being propositioned by one waifishly (unhealthily thin) bi-sexual woman who is virtually naked with her fully naked lesbian friend. There were tons of photos taken and fun to be had, but I declined from the adventure based on a couple of principles.
1. I am certain one of these individuals is in a monogamous relationship.
2. I am certain that the other one has real issues.
3. I have that fucked-up allergic reaction-thing, which makes me feel self-conscious.
4. There's that entire boundaries thing, which ARE malleable, but not to that degree.
I backed out but got to watch one fuck of a sexy show, and they had photos taken and everything!
The good part of this ends up at this part: After said fun, they ended up getting into a wild semi-nonsensical, I'm assuming, "Guilt-ridden" sort of an argument, which I witnessed, but did not need to include myself.
Strange strange night. Beautiful; strange strange night.
Today, I woke up and studied. That's been my entire day.
I may have developed a good/astoundingly sexy reputation based on this. I'm going to have to be as quiet and humble as possible, while denying everything. It's like Lawrence in that regard: Word gets around quickly in a small town.
Dude. I must remember the ethical code for lawyers, or else I'm SCREWED.
G'night space-fans
Now the pup, he knew it was trouble, tryin' to get at the ol' cricket, but he put a paw on, and then the other, and he raised up his hind one, jut about ready to step on the stick and eat the cricket whole, when lo and behol' that ol' stick got unstuck and scooted downstream splashin' that pup's whole face and front with water. Well, the pup knew there warn't nothin' else t'do so he followed his scent back and dried off, n' he called it an advenchuhh.
The parallel is called last night.
Started off simple enough. Drinks, friends. Going home. Next thing you know, I'm being propositioned by one waifishly (unhealthily thin) bi-sexual woman who is virtually naked with her fully naked lesbian friend. There were tons of photos taken and fun to be had, but I declined from the adventure based on a couple of principles.
1. I am certain one of these individuals is in a monogamous relationship.
2. I am certain that the other one has real issues.
3. I have that fucked-up allergic reaction-thing, which makes me feel self-conscious.
4. There's that entire boundaries thing, which ARE malleable, but not to that degree.
I backed out but got to watch one fuck of a sexy show, and they had photos taken and everything!
The good part of this ends up at this part: After said fun, they ended up getting into a wild semi-nonsensical, I'm assuming, "Guilt-ridden" sort of an argument, which I witnessed, but did not need to include myself.
Strange strange night. Beautiful; strange strange night.
Today, I woke up and studied. That's been my entire day.
I may have developed a good/astoundingly sexy reputation based on this. I'm going to have to be as quiet and humble as possible, while denying everything. It's like Lawrence in that regard: Word gets around quickly in a small town.
Dude. I must remember the ethical code for lawyers, or else I'm SCREWED.
G'night space-fans
sharona1881:
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