Maybe it’s just apocalypse sex — supposedly the world is ending on Saturday.
M. has had throat cancer, I’m now pretty sure I’m the first person he’s had sex with since treatment. He is sterile, so no pregnancy worries, but I still should be better about this. Saw him again last night, slept over at the studio again — he’s too tall for my queen size bed, seemed easier to go to his man cave.
I am seeing J2. with a friend tonight. After that, I think I need to take a few days off and sort things through. I can’t keep seeing M. unless I am going to respect his feelings and presumably that means not sleeping around. I can’t keep having unprotected sex with multiple partners.
I need to figure out what I want.
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