People don’t slip; Time catches up with them.
Another week, another proposal for intimacy; this time hardcore sex. Manjeet buzzed on Instagram out of the blue and the chat which ensued over WhatsApp and Call had him asking me to come over to water his physical fire. Humbled, a lot, because the guy is maniac hot in pics and gives rough hot vibes for fuck. But what do I go for?
I refuse him with a humble laugh, only to follow it with an idiotic WhatApp explanation about by so called emotional and relationship needs for sex, even as I tried dropping him stupid hints to come over my place for a quick trip on terrace, only to end up with another failed wank pact.
Seeing how the pact broke the last two times, I realize that I hate getting the intimacy offers, even though they make me feel wanted in a somewhat shallow way. However, may be the slips are to my advantage of getting to pass the test when it happens in real life with absolutely unknown guy, if it so happens. I owe my slips, but I will not stop taking advantage from them.
Make use of time; Let not advantage Slip. Better the foot slip, than the Tongue.
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