Yesterday evening we met at the rental and shared pizza and brownies and a bit of good old fashioned X rated fun. OMG how I love that man. I hated to leave. I wanted to stay. I wondered how late I could stay before W would be calling to find out where I was. I wondered if I could muster the courage to tell him that I wasn't coming home for the night.
I decided to go home. I hated it. I was tempted to sneak out after W went to sleep. A big thunderstorm helped me decide to stay home.
I was up early this morning. I throught about dropping by to see BJ, but he isn't an early morning person and not the easiest to wake. Then again, maybe I'll just stop by on the way in to work just to check and make sure he's doing okay.
Excuse me. Gotta run. . .