22. Screwing our heads on straight vs. screwing our brains out.
by hannah
February 18th, 2010
From Sex, Life, & Hannah::Volume 1, Winter Season (CHAPTER 5: REBOUNDING)
Ben is so great. In fact, I think he’s perfect for me. He’s nice. And he has a body I could fixate over for hours. Really, what else do I need?
I reach over for the glass of red wine sitting on my toilet seat, and take a sip. It’s Saturday afternoon so I’m partaking in my weekly ritual of sitting in the tub drinking red wine while shaving my legs—and, on this particular Saturday, thinking about my night with Ben.
I could definitely date Ben. He goes to some kind of college, so I’m sure he’s smart. And he works: a sure sign of determination. And I’m certain that once we go out on a real date he’ll open up. He’ll probably talk so much I’ll be pining for the days when he didn’t.
Admittedly he’s a little trigger happy. But that’s because he thinks I’m hot—it’s understandable. I take a sip of wine and smile, reliving that perfect comment in my head.
Okay, he is a bit slow on picking up signals. Like when he jumped up and stopped what he was doing right when I was about to come just because he got a boner. But he’s young. He just needs a bit more direction. Most men do.
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