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Originally posted by Oliver_Wendell_Ramone
Every so often, though quite rarely, I think "man, this would be a really good time to be single."
Take yesterday, for instance. Work has taken me to a distant part of the state. But I finish up pretty early, and decide to hit a couple of area wineries, since I don't get down that way often. Ended up tasting wine with an extremely cool chick from Athens, GA, who was doing the same thing as me (finished work, checking out some wine before heading back to Portland, where she's stay the night before flying out the next day). Smart, funny, reasonably hot, and a killer accent. Good musical tastes, even (both new stuff and a double-diget Dead show count). Digs wine.
Now, were I single, this would have been one helluva one night stand opportunity. Maybe even an excuse to visit Athens some time. But, I'm happily-married-with-kids guy, so not for me.
I think I actually developed something of a crush on this girl. I don't know when that last happened.
Ehh, she was probably a lousy lay anyway.
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She's a rock star in the sack and you know it.
It sucks, but there's nothing that can be done. I've been there and thought "Lord, I want to hit that sooo badly." Luckily, for me: (a) I can usually talk myself out of a sure thing with even the drunkest woman, and; (b) I realize that as soon as I came - as soon as the fleeting high of sex immediately subsided (as it tends to do post orgasm) - I’d all but shit myself thinking “What the fuck have I done?” I can’t lie to people I like. You can only cheat if you’re a stone cold professional liar. If you come home and she asks you what you did and you hesitate even a second, you’re dead.
Even if she were a contortionist, its never worth it. That is, unless you can lie. My friends who do that sseem to enjoy the extracurricular activity - and no, they don’t “secretly, deep down, in their heart” regret any of it. Its all been rationalized.
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