Exploring how one angsty, tired, bitchy, artist gets pissed off at the world on a daily basis.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Repeatedly.
Ok. I'm in trouble. Lust has me in it's tangled web of lies. There is the doctor that works for the nursing home that I work at. Speech Pathologist and Professor. He is stunning. Funny. Witty. Brilliant. I want him. Now. There is a good amount of shameless flirting between us. He has been married 3 times. He has admitted to me that the first failure was 100% his fault, the second was a re-bound from the first marriage (that he decided to marry? wtf) and that was 85% his fault, and the current mess is all her fault. Defiantly damaged goods. However, I want to have hot sweaty sex with him. Repeatedly. The charge nurse tonight told me that Saturday when she was here he asked where I was. She told him I have weekends off. Then he says "What's her story anyway? She has the most beautiful blue eyes." OMG. Please God. I want him. Can I put him on my Christmas list? I don't usually get like this, but there is something about him. Oh, and did I mention he is 46? I'm 21. Hmmmm. 46? Seriously? Does that make me a slut? He could be my sugar daddy. Honestly, if the opportunity presented itself I doubt I would have very much (if any) self control. Any advice?
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Oooohhhh...Andi...he has a lust on you too....
No. It doesn't make you a slut (him, maybe, you, no). Age is a number. Seriously.
While my husband is only 5 years old than me, my boss is a 16 years older than his wife. Besides...you aren't marrying him (please don't marry him)...just doing naughty things with him and naughty things are F U N.
You are single. He is single. Go for it.
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