Oops.
And to make it worse, I promised myself I wouldn't. And even more humiliating, I cried in a bar in front of my friends about it.
I admit it was the alcohol that let the tears loose. Shots to be exact. The very shots I don't do. But it was my pre-birthday birthday party. And I love tequila.
So what triggered it all was 6'4" dude I wrote about the other day. We started a little thing. No, it wasn't a relationship, but just a fooling around thing, I suppose. We ended up in the same group at the pub then at a dueling piano bar on my birthday eve. I'm a pretty touchy person already. I hug and kiss all of my friends. But add some alcohol and I'm even more affectionate. I walked up to him at the piano bar and hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
He pushed me away. Then, even through the alcohol haze, I heard him say something about his privacy.
That's when I came unhinged.
Privacy my ass! There's nothing about me that would give cause to be embarrassed or ashamed to be associated with me. Some would even go so far as to say I'm fabulous. Besides, this is the guy I've played "Never Have I Ever" with. The one who's shared his sexual escapades and short comings over drinks on the pub patio with near strangers. This is the man who admitted he doesn't like giving head. This is the man who told me many graphic details about the last girl the went out with - plus a few others.
So were they private too or is that just unique to me?
My new dating rule #1 is very simple. If he's not man enough to kiss me in front of friends then he's not man enough to have sex with me. Ever. Why? Because if I can't kiss the man who was inside me a few days before then he can just fuck off. Then he had the nerve to show up for my birthday gathering. Yes, he was so private I hardly noticed he was there.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
P.S. For such a tall man, he has a small cock.
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