Is it wrong to fantasize about someone else? Sure, he’s hot – like a tall baby. But he’s taken and has a new family. But I really feel bad for letting him walk all alone that one HOT day and took a free ride with one of his co-workers. I especially felt bad to not “escort” him to his car late yesterday evening. I’m so clueless, really. I wasn’t interested. For awhile, I’ve been feeling that I’m supposed to do something but I have no idea. Again, everything is still a mystery to me.
Honestly, the guys I attract are taken and pretty much “abused” or “broken in” like a good dog. I guess I’m a dog, too, – a hot dog. And I love eating “hot dogs”. And like any dog, I’m being thrown the bone – all dry and old and hopefully with some nutritious bone marrow still left inside. The juicy meaty part of the bony guy has already been enjoyed and munched off by the significant other(s). What in the world am I thinking? I guess my job is the most ancient of jobs – none to proud to assume but nonetheless serves a purpose.
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