Over the weekend I spent a little time with a fellow I’ve been out with a few times. He is thoughtful, generous, fun, kind and clearly interested in me.
He texted while I was out running errands and asked me to stop by. So I did. He gave me a tour of his home. He played songs on his guitar. And as we were sitting together on the sofa, he started nibbling at my decolletage and saying, “Shall I take you to bed? I can’t decide. Hmmm…will I or won’t I? I’m not sure…”
I confess, it was amusing for a bit. And then I told him where it was: “Listen, you can debate yourself all day long and it’s not going to have any influence whatever on what’s actually going to happen.”
“Oh? And what is going to happen?,” he asked.
“I’m going to go home and rake my leaves.” So I did.