hung over

Bad Annie was hung over today. Couldn’t bring myself to go to work — called in sick, but worked from home for the afternoon.

Why? I went to Bootcamp, dashed home to clean up, then straight out to my first date with G. Skipped dinner, drank three glasses of wine. Now three glasses normally wouldn’t do much, but after hard exercise, without any food, and very little sleep….

oh yeah, I fucked him. Really wasn’t sure I was going to at first but then it’s midnight and what the hell. He’s different than the boys I’ve been dating: older (51), stable, and oh yeah, rich. Has a 15 yr old son, a brand new 2br loft in Soho, a weekend home in CT. A little bitter about the divorce but trying very hard not to show it, so okay. Used to work for our mayor’s former company, now deals with private equity investments. Likes music, goes out a lot, good company.

no real sparks. but a gigantic cock, and ready to go twice last night and again upon waking. Bad Annie really likes morning sex.

so I’ll see him again on Tuesday (he has the kid for the weekend), and we’ll see what develops.