He Got What He Wanted

What happened last week just confirms again that most of you guys here in Cincinnati are pigs.

I thought he was different. Roger was so attentive to me in the bar, buying me drinks, telling me I was beautiful, holding my hand – all the stuff that I like. Yep, fell for it – hook, line and whatever.

Back at my place we went at it hot and heavy. I gotta say he was damn good in bed. He banged me three times.

After the sex, we held each other for a little bit and when I say that, maybe a minute. Then good old Roger put his clothes back on and said he had to go to the bathroom.

I kept waiting for him to come back. I waited and I waited.

Good old Roger didn’t go to the bathroom. He simply left. He didn’t say goodbye, didn’t get my phone number – nothing.

I guess he got what he wanted, namely between my legs. As for me, after all the sex, we didn’t even smoke a cigarette together.

- Carol Walters

(Photo found on Mr. Google)

Comments

[Beth]

The same thing happened to me once more or less. After having sex one time, this guy got up, put on his clothes and kissed me goodbye. Haven't seen him since! I try to pick my men more carefully now.

[hard as nails]

maybe he left because he didn't want to see that cigie hanging out of your mouth.

[Marilyn]

... "I thought he was different. Roger was so attentive to me in the bar, buying me drinks, telling me I was beautiful, holding my hand – all the stuff that I like. Yep, fell for it – hook, line and whatever."

Carol, what are you like 12 years old!?