old (2008), Uncategorized

so…

…I think The Tan Man should be called something else, so I’m going to start referring to him by his first initial, J. He had to work late tonight and couldn’t make dinner, but we did go to an 8pm meeting together, after which he walked me home to get the dessert I’d bought at Bittersweet because it would have gone bad if held over ’til tomorrow. And, well… we had yet another talk, this time culminating in a little cuddling (which felt spectacular) and, I think, an official declaration that J. is Off The Fence about where things are between us. Patience is a virtue, yes? And, oh boy, did he smell yummy…

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