In (as I remember) a record since whats-is-name, I had a total of 3+ telephone number exchanges this evening. Don't ask about the "+" - it happened, but I'm not claiming it... Anyway, I must've been looking as good as I felt, which is the best in a long time - cause it was flirtation all around and that felt good. I even had a kiss this evening. A nice one.

However, I was also made to feel a prude for not going home with the one I liked. Uh... Yeah... Been there, done that, got the t-shirt... Somehow it's become prudish to say to someone that you'd rather wait and see them again and have dinner, or AT LEAST a full conversation after knowing their last name, before jumping into bed... And NO, "cuddling" is NOT an excuse to get me home... But WOW, is he cute!!! out of town for the next 2 weeks, so we'll see. But WOW: Beautiful, intelligent and cares about people (and the world) other than himself... I'd forgotten they existed...

They do exist, right?

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