I want to know who’s selling the “she went to the salon, time to mess her up radar”. Mr. Henry’s timing.....ehhhh. Don’t get me wrong. The afternoon romp yesterday was fun, but there was no point in my visit to the salon, only for Mr. H to “sweat it out” less than 24 hours later.
I don’t know what we are doing? Really. He called and text me consistently for the last week. Yesterday when I didn't text him back right away, he called me at work and asked me if I received his text, (his text was a bit kinky, so I decided to make him wait). Hmmmmm.
It’s time for some new meat (pause), but I haven’t been up to going out lately. I went out last night for awhile, well I guess all night. I got home a few minutes before 2am. I’m thinking I’m all partied out...we’ll see what the weekend holds.
Friday night, open bar. Open bars always make life better.