I have friends who say it in jest. “I’ve been whoring around too much lately; I’m giving it up for lent.” I’ve been slutting it around for the whole of my private life. No one sluts it up as much as the fatties. I would know. But I’m deleting it from here and saving it for MOOSE.
One of my ex-boyfriends told me he loved me in front of the waiter. He told me in the morning when he kissed me despite my outhouse mouth, but it meant more that he’d do it in front of the waiter. When a sober man expresses emotion (I’m not talking screaming, outrage, or loud sobbing) and doesn’t care who sees it or what they think of it… I swoon. There are few things hotter than a man who means what he says and is ready to back it up. (He did mean it, but sadly, it came down to timing). Maybe I need to work on my esteem more. Just a thought. Though, I think I’ll always be that way. Some things are just for us, but I value a guy who can kiss me on the street. I have room over here for an affectionate man, but I’ve already got an emotional slut on my hands.