WordWhiz...A Slut???

Back in January of this year, I began emailing with a guy I’ll call “Tennis Guy”. You might recall him from an earlier post. We met through an on-line dating site. We emailed several times before I left for my week-long cruise. When I returned from vacation, we made plans to meet for lunch, but kept running into scheduling snafus on one end or the other. Then he left for his vacation. To make a long story short, we never did meet, but continued to email. I thought it a bit strange to join a dating site just to meet pen pals, but whatever… He was smart and funny and I enjoyed emailing with him.

I heard from him about a week ago. After the “hello, how are ya” small talk, he asked when we were going to get together and meet. I responded, making it a point to remind him that we had been emailing for SEVEN MONTHS, then explaining that I couldn’t meet him now because I’d recently started dating someone.

I got another email from him last night. He said that my loyalty to my new man was admirable, but he couldn’t understand my discomfort with meeting him. After all, it’s not like we’d be sleeping together. (At least not right away!) He went on to ask me how things were going with DP and which of our dates I found to be most memorable. (What’s he doing research??)

Contrary to Hermes impression of my cavity-inducing sweetness, I honestly do have a smart ass side. I responded:

Well of course we’d be sleeping together. I sleep with everyone who takes me out. It only seems fair and besides, I’m a slut. Didn’t I tell you that?

I described, very briefly, a couple of dates with DP and closed with:

But the best part is that the sex is awesome! It has been since our very first date!

Hee, hee, hee…

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