Shit.
Man, I tell you. This is getting seriously dangerous.
Went to Bobby's place tonight after the NVK-dinner. He was chilling with OC and his room mate he said, but invited me over for a beer. I jumped on it and got there to find him struggling with his msn with OC in the couch watching tv. His roomie was nowhere to be seen. Not five minutes after I arrived, OC blamed tiredness and left. I was honestly not at all surprised. After his comment in Bosnia I would have been surprised if he had stayed at all.
So we sat down in his bed and watched Black Hawk Down.
Man, this is getting friggin' dangerous.
First he started leaning onto my shoulder. Then he leaned his head on my hip. Then on my tummy. Then he slided down until he was basically resting on my crotch. Then he placed his hand underneath my thighs. Then he fastnened it between my tighs, as my legs were resting on a chair by the desk.
I tried to be platonic, I really did. But I just couldn't resist placing my arm next to him. Then on his shoulder. Then on his tummy. I could feel his abs underneath my fingers. I am surprised they didn't melt.
In all the bantering during the movie I accused him of having "a hippie name", and guess what?
He bit me. On my hip. On the skin, between the shirt and my jeans. I can still feel the coolness his lips left on my skin.
Up to this point I have been assured by the fact that whatever happens at least he's got a girlfriend and that has worked as my insurance. Until now. Because guess what? His girlfriend broke up with him this weekend.
I could so get this if I wanted. But experience has taught me to stay away from people in need of a rebound, and even more so from people in your working team. He is both, for another short four weeks.... If I can manage to balance this for that long.
(Adding to the irony, I also got a text from RedHead tonight, asking me if I wanted to catch a movie with him. They always come in a bundle, don't they?)
Man, I tell you. This is getting seriously dangerous.
Went to Bobby's place tonight after the NVK-dinner. He was chilling with OC and his room mate he said, but invited me over for a beer. I jumped on it and got there to find him struggling with his msn with OC in the couch watching tv. His roomie was nowhere to be seen. Not five minutes after I arrived, OC blamed tiredness and left. I was honestly not at all surprised. After his comment in Bosnia I would have been surprised if he had stayed at all.
So we sat down in his bed and watched Black Hawk Down.
Man, this is getting friggin' dangerous.
First he started leaning onto my shoulder. Then he leaned his head on my hip. Then on my tummy. Then he slided down until he was basically resting on my crotch. Then he placed his hand underneath my thighs. Then he fastnened it between my tighs, as my legs were resting on a chair by the desk.
I tried to be platonic, I really did. But I just couldn't resist placing my arm next to him. Then on his shoulder. Then on his tummy. I could feel his abs underneath my fingers. I am surprised they didn't melt.
In all the bantering during the movie I accused him of having "a hippie name", and guess what?
He bit me. On my hip. On the skin, between the shirt and my jeans. I can still feel the coolness his lips left on my skin.
Up to this point I have been assured by the fact that whatever happens at least he's got a girlfriend and that has worked as my insurance. Until now. Because guess what? His girlfriend broke up with him this weekend.
I could so get this if I wanted. But experience has taught me to stay away from people in need of a rebound, and even more so from people in your working team. He is both, for another short four weeks.... If I can manage to balance this for that long.
(Adding to the irony, I also got a text from RedHead tonight, asking me if I wanted to catch a movie with him. They always come in a bundle, don't they?)
Good luck with the next four weeks, sounds like you have some work in store for you.