2:02 a.m. - January 20, 2006
Just like a slutty flight attendant, hooking up all over the place
I feel like a whore, and it feels rather good. Called Kevin, my crushbuddy-fuckbuddy from the Orlando conference, to let him know I was in town. We went out to dinner and he's spending the night.
It feels good, so very good, to be desired even in this little way.
Will write more when I'm free. I just want to remember how free I feel tonight, unfettered and unencumbered. Such does not happen often.
