30 Something

So, Mr. B. called me yesterday morning. I was little happy. However, Mr. Stand Me Up called me and wanted to see me. I didn't want to see him, but I went downstairs anyway. He started asking me if I was seeing anyone else and if I still had feelings for him. He then asked me for a hug and I hugged him and he tried to stick his tongue down my throat and grope me and I told him that he wasn't turning me on at all. I was pretty disgusted. It made me sad to know that he only wants to have sex with me. Yes, that's what he told me (not in so many words). But I understood him when he asked me why I wanted to be "tied down" to a man and that I needed to be free, but he wanted to eat my *&^))*^(*&^. Normally if I like a man being that blunt would turn me on, but I was turned on at all. I went back upstairs feeling pretty cheap. Then Mr. B called me again. He noticed that I wasn't my chipper self and asked me what was wrong. I told him that some men only see me as a good f*ck. So to help myself feel better I decided to flirt with him. I thought that I would feel better, but I didn't. He did try to cheer me up and that was good.

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