Meanwhile it's been a while, by which I mean almost years, and I've no capital to invest in dating but am keeping up with those I once went on dates with.
Lori. We went on a couple of dates, remained friends, nothing too adult ever transpired...
Enough in common, but I'm guessing that after a year or so and we're not there that we're not gonna get there...we're in that comfortable "friend place".
But she starts, on the second bottle, plying me with questions about my online dating experiences...I got nothing, really, or nothing to remember..."Fuck my ass" and "The Telltale Clump" kinda sum it up...
She, it turns out, has a fair bit....
...and she recount's it, blase, a bit bored and evasive, no need to be evasive because we know where we are, you drink, I pay, sorta shit, and I'm pretty lenient on the payback...with me the terms are good, never need to be paid, but I'm a bit annoyed, don't know precisely why, but kinda do, the last girl I dated, ages ago, she was kinda the same, Sugar Daddy, I'm nobody's sugar daddy, really fuck, I'm the guy that pays the rent on time never, always a day late and a penny short, but in the dating world I'm always there for your life less deeply lived and shallow acquaintance...
HG, next to a charming gay guy who labels me as "Trouble", me? but maybe, and she's all innocent and I'm now pretty sure, certain, she's not...