I picked up an older man on his bike, i was sitting on the step of whore corner when i saw my victum. He looked fit and so i smiled and winked my eye, he came over and we talked before we decided to go back to his place. I watched all the faces as we walked close to each other, people staired and i smirked back...we finally got to his spotless apartment where we sat outside in candle light and talked about ourselves. We had sex 3 times, i came home at 5am, which beats my previous record.
I went to go see chris the guy i picked up on his bike. We met again yesterday night at 11 just before midnight. He told me a couple of things about his new attitude towards life as i sat there and drank wine, towards the end of the conversation i wanted to punch him in the face, but instead i ran out and left him hanging. He told me awful things about himself, he then in an arrogant voice said and i know why you came here tonight...then put his hand on my leg... I cryed when i got home but i know that im not the best person but i never make anyone feel less then human, he did. U never tell someone their garbage then hit on them.
Let's see my sex life is dead and haven't really met anyone outside of work. At work there are 3 guys that might be possibles.. first ones an attractive guy but he's to femmy for me..has gay eyes. Second one is my type attactive but he shows.no interest only when i talk to him (hes gay). The last one is a greek god..when i started working here a guy winked at me outside as i walked by..that was him. He says hes str8 but the way he talks to me and acts towards me says otherwise. He also wanted to know weather i was married or had a girlfriend? I made him tea when he was sick and he made me tea when i was sick..so im still trying to figure him out?