Then I’m going to be honest.
I’m incredibly attracted to you.
And I found your list so I know you want me too.
I want to help you check everything off.
And if you’re texting me, I take it that means you’re on board with my amendments.
But why do you want to help me?
Woman, do I need to draw a map of your body and circle all the places I want to explore?
Because it would be a giant circle around your entire body.
Ummm
Okay
Damn. She’s a hard one to crack. My dick is celebrating the news, but my head and heart are cautious. Clearly, she’s not going to make this easy on me, but I’m up for the challenge.
I want to be clear about what this is.
And what is it?
You’re just helping me with the list.
We’re not together.
And once the list is completed, we go our separate ways.
What if I don’t agree to all your terms?
Are you open to negotiations?
I could easily complete her entire list in one epic fuckfest, if I hydrated and took breaks. At thirty-seven, I’m not a young lad and my refractory period isn’t what it used to be, but that’s what eating pussy is for. And Iloveeating pussy. I can bang a few things off her list, and if I get too close to finishing, I’ll just feast on her cunt until I get myself under control.
Wait, what the fuck am I thinking? I want to draw this out, not end it all in one night. If I take my time, tease her, make her excited for more, maybe she’ll keep adding to her list, or forget it completely.
What are you suggesting?
For every item we check off, I get one date.
There are seven items on my list.
So seven dates.
Three dates.
Five dates.
And the boys can join us too.
No funny business. I just want to spend time with all of you.
That sounds an awful lot like dating.
It’s not.
