a few men... i left out the adjective "good" for a reason

holy moly! it has been a long time. i apologize to my two whole followers.
let me fill you in.
my dear, sweet online match, Ripped, is still in the picture. although he is not sweet. he is a bad boy. we go together like oil and water. it's been a little over three months. we've done it about 5 times. that is not enough for me.

enter Prep. boy #2 who is clean cut, has a good job and is all set in life. he's adored me for about a year now, from afar, but has always been on the prowl, i feel like. he wants to do it all the time. i'm talking once every 45 minutes. this, i like and can get used to.

i dont know what it is that is giving Ripped the upperhand. he doesn't communicate with me, can't handle his liquor and never formally invites me to do anything. it's like i am supposed to assume that tonight is a good night to sit around and watch tv or that yes, i should meet him at the bar downtown. i don't get it!

it's the challenge i like. the challenge i crave.

i enjoy the company of both. i enjoy the attention. but this is a small town and my double lifestyle may be revealed soon.

i keep hoping one of them will do something really awful to weed himself out. this plan has worked for me the entirety of my dating life. but it's been about a month of back-and-forth.

ripped vs prep

the saga continues