So I was at a bar crawl with my boyfriend on a Saturday night and he invited some of his friends to tag along. As the night went on, my boyfriend seemed to have a chip on his shoulders by showboating and making snide remarks to me in front of his friends. [Ummmmm you need to chill out because I’m really not trying to tell you about yourself in front of your friends.] We wrapped things up at the last bar and decided to soak up the alcohol with a jumbo slice of pizza. Larry, one of the tag-alongs, offered to buy everyone pizza. He asked what slice I wanted and I said…
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Cash Me Outside?
So I have known this girl since undergrad (so about 15 years) and the timing was always off for us: either I was clueless and naive or she had a boyfriend when I came to my senses. Anyway, we reconnected and started spending time together going to happy hour, movies, dinner…the regular stuff. As time went on, our feelings grew stronger and we spent a lot more time together at her place and mine. [Cue porn music.] Things were going well, sex was GREAT [much better than expected], communication was consistent. I teleworked on Friday so that she could stay at my place and we had a GREAT weekend together. Monday…
