Icarus Fallen
Really lengthy, wordy, extended discussions.
Well since you won't show me yours, I will show you mine.
Reine Lunaire
Good grammar. Grammar totally turns me on.
Okay, so I came over here to ask you to dance, but I'm kind of concerned. I mean, we could hit it off really well, end up having a few drinks. Next thing you know you're giving me your number, because I'm too shy to ask for it. I will finally get up the nerve to call, and we take in a movie. Then we will have some dinner. Both of us will end up relaxing, so we go out a few more times. We shall get to know each other's friends, and spend a lot of time together. Then finally have to get past this sexual tension and really develop this intense sex life that is truly incredible. Decide our relationship is solid and stable, so we move in together for a while. Then a few months later get married, I get a promotion, you get a promotion, we buy a bigger house. You really want kids, but I really want freedom, but we have a kid anyway, only to find that I am resentful, the sparks start to fade and to rekindle them we have two more lovely kids, but now I work too much to keep up with the bills, have no time for you, you're stressed and stop taking really good care of yourself, so to get past our slow sex life and my declining self-confidence I turn to an outside affair for sexual gratification. You find out because I'm careless and a lousy liar, you throw me out (justifiably so) and we have to explain to the kids why mommy and daddy are splitting up. That's just too sad. Think about the children. For God's sake, if you dance with me and we hit it off, let's just keep it sexual, because we both know where it's going.
