It has gone beyond a coincidence, and is now a trend.
The last time I had sex in my own bed (or other location in my home), was December 1999.
Since then, I’ve:
had a two-month relationship down in Florida in February and March, 2000;
had a week-long fling in Washington D.C. in June;
had a one-night stand in Atlantic City in November; and
just ended a really lovely four-week relationship, again in Florida.
And I had always been told I was marriage material, not fling material. ::sigh:: On the plus side, I travel a lot for business!
Okay, I’ve met this guy Sua, he’s handsome and talented and witty and of reasonable height and loaded with sav-hwar fare and is willing to ride the R train after midnight, so no excuses about how you live in a different borough.
NYC Doperettes, ONE of you’s got to be willing to give him some.
Sua. . .I’d do you to, but that’s not really a compliment 'cause I’m going on two weeks w/o sex and there is very little I wouldn’t do. I feel your pain.
Gee . . . I was going to invite you to my candle-lit boudoir . . . But then I realized that I live over the river in New Jersey, so you STILL wouldn’t be having sex in New York. I knew you wouldn’t be interested . . .
The responses so far have been commiserating with me for my lack of “gettin any”. Actually, I’ve been getting enough sex (if there is such a thing :D). What I’ve been lacking is relationship or potential relationship sex. Even my relationships down in Florida where known by all parties to be doomed when they started.
Not that I’d turn down offers of sex of any kinds from NYC Doperettes. (Or from anywhere else, for that matter.)
As a fellow traveller, I have freq flyer point out my ass. I can swing on up to NYC under the auspices of visiting my bro on the East Side, and come over and bang your gong all night long, dahlin’. I haven’t gotten any in New York City in six years, but that was with the then soon-to-be-ex.
Or if you want another lovely, yet open-ended Florida relationship, [Rod Roddy voice]COME ON DOWN!!![/Rod Roddy voice] The weather is GREAT!
I’m a true Southern gentleman in the light of day, so we could be seen in public, too! And you can see what I look like on the link below (I’m the one in white shorts).
I promised first dibs to Maeglin next time I get to NYC, babe. However, if his GF decides to take issue with that ('cause chicks are weird that way), I’d be honoured to put you on the CALL IMMEDIATELY list.
Even if I were available, I just don’t know how I would be able to stomach the thought of you hopping on the train to visit Sua…for second dibs. That would just be too…weird. But I’m still flattered.
And Sua, I think a proverb explains why you can’t get any New York nookie. Women just don’t like to shit where they eat.
{whispers to Eve} So offer him sex in the office! There MUST be a stockroom back there someplace.
{Big Blue Genie Voice} Geez, Sua, I’m just trying to help you get a little poontang, here. Remember, I can’t make anyone fall in LOVE with ya…have you tried your local church groups? Pinochle clubs? {/Big Blue Genie Voice}
