sooo, i'm a little freaked out. a friend introduced me to a friend of hers on thursday night. we hit it off really well. phsycially, she is exactly what i'm drawn to. she was kind of quiet and shy. but we had interesting conversation and all that jazz.... so of course we ended up in bed.
i have no desire for a real relationship at this point and was perfectly clear about where i'm at in life.
the sex was actually really good. then friday morning she gets up and heads out,i told her i'd call her, no big deal.
i see her friday night and the sex was indescribably good. fantastic. i spent the time from 10PM friday to 2AM this morning on beds, floors, counters, cool decking (ouch), against walls, on the stairs... just incredible.
at 2 she started talking. and didn't stop until she left an hour ago. for the third time, having left things here the first two times. i know all about her kids and their drama. her parents' drama. her grandparents' names and countries of origin (italy, duh) her ex-husband. her ex-boyfriend. the guy she only dated for awhile cuz he liked to beat her up. her career aspirations. her career mishaps. her struggle with bulimia. .........and it just kept on coming. then she started speaking in spanish. and italian. the portuguese. WTF???
i only had one way to make her stop talking. seriously, if we weren't slamming up against walls or something of the sort, then she wouldn't stop talking.
as she left for the last time, she said she'd call later and we could go to dinner and get some shopping done. um, no.
since i've started typing this i've received two text messages and one phone call.
holy shit.
ah well, the sex was great.