Way Too Comfortable With Each Other
Me: "Hey, you wanna bend me over the sink and get a shot off before you leave for work?"
Pants: "Uh, I think I will take a raincheck. My stomach hurts."
Me: "See you later."
As soon as he mentioned his stomach hurt? I entered "shut down" mode. You know the one - everything goes blank and you are not aroused in the least bit. In fact, you are a bit nauseated. Similar to the fog that overcomes you when someone mentions your parents having sex.
I must go bleach my mind's eye now, thank you.
Pants: "Uh, I think I will take a raincheck. My stomach hurts."
Me: "See you later."
As soon as he mentioned his stomach hurt? I entered "shut down" mode. You know the one - everything goes blank and you are not aroused in the least bit. In fact, you are a bit nauseated. Similar to the fog that overcomes you when someone mentions your parents having sex.
I must go bleach my mind's eye now, thank you.
posted by Justin @ 6:40 AM
3 Comments:
At 3:00 AM,
Anonymous said…
Gawd, Justin! Surely this is not legal. LOL
You crack me up on a daily basis. Managing to put mirth into the things that most women think, but would never mention. BOWL! (bent over with laughter). Pardon the pun.
At 5:55 AM,
Ronni said…
Rejection. Horrible. You'll have to trip him and beat him to the floor later to erase the image from your mind's eye.
At 3:13 PM,
Anonymous said…
Oh sure, they say they want spontenaeity, then when you hand it to them on a silver platter, they don't know what to do with it!
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