Geez, I'm the talk of the ship...
It's really not my fault. It's Matthew's. I don't even blame the MACO woman, McKenzie, for trying to find out what's going on.
It's only Matthew's fault. That's my opinion, and I'm sticking to it.
If Matthew hadn't called me by my first name, I wouldn't have called him by his. I appreciate Liz Cutler staying at the table and not running out like the MACO people did when things got a bit uglier at the table. And if I weren't so bruised, I would have dared him for a fight later on - in the gym of course, since that's where it belongs. But that can't happen yet, my bruises have to heal first.
On another note, due to this I have a... not sure what to call it... naming it date feels wrong... - anyway, I'm going to Movie Night with Daniels. I don't quite know why I agreed to it. Not because he says he has a crush on me - hell, I don't even know his first name! It was more like because I noticed Matthew watching me and Daniels.
Matthew probably already thinks I'm the Ship's Slut with being so easily goaded into sex with him. So what? I believe in the recreational value of sex, with toys to keep it interesting. This of course limits me to one night stands (two nights maximum for repaying value). As long as I keep that up, no guy will be able to drag me into a relationship.
I've seen too many of my friends tied down by a committment to one person in particular - it scared me how they had changed in the process.
Besides, I'd miss the fun to have sex games with someone new for a short while. In the meantime, I have my little boyfriend to scratch the itch when necessary.
It's only Matthew's fault. That's my opinion, and I'm sticking to it.
If Matthew hadn't called me by my first name, I wouldn't have called him by his. I appreciate Liz Cutler staying at the table and not running out like the MACO people did when things got a bit uglier at the table. And if I weren't so bruised, I would have dared him for a fight later on - in the gym of course, since that's where it belongs. But that can't happen yet, my bruises have to heal first.
On another note, due to this I have a... not sure what to call it... naming it date feels wrong... - anyway, I'm going to Movie Night with Daniels. I don't quite know why I agreed to it. Not because he says he has a crush on me - hell, I don't even know his first name! It was more like because I noticed Matthew watching me and Daniels.
Matthew probably already thinks I'm the Ship's Slut with being so easily goaded into sex with him. So what? I believe in the recreational value of sex, with toys to keep it interesting. This of course limits me to one night stands (two nights maximum for repaying value). As long as I keep that up, no guy will be able to drag me into a relationship.
I've seen too many of my friends tied down by a committment to one person in particular - it scared me how they had changed in the process.
Besides, I'd miss the fun to have sex games with someone new for a short while. In the meantime, I have my little boyfriend to scratch the itch when necessary.