give me just a little bit more

at 2:20am, i receive a text message from dd: hi, it's dd, you know the one that sold you drugs* u up for some ass action he he he.

at 2:20am it is clearly a booty call, regardless of the content of the message. the next day i corner A1 about giving out my number, but he claims innocence. i consider dd's offer long and hard. specifically, i consider trying to upgrade from anal, to anal, oral and a nice dinner.

i abandon the idea, knowing it will only mess with my head. this week i found out that my mum has cancer and sadly i'm in need of some of the old-fashioned kind of loving. you know, the one with cuddles.

*i hasten to point out that he actually sold A1 drugs, not me.