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my neighbour jared is my objectivity!
'i miss alexander', i confessed tonight while watching a movie.
jarr chewing my cookie and staring deep into his laptop on my couch raised his eyes on me, 'who?'.
'alexander, who', i muttered in response.
'come on, be honest. at least with yourself! pretend i put on earmuffs', he said wearily.
'what do you mean?', i asked.
'say it out loud. what do you miss. and want? and need?', he shrugged.
'i miss alexander, i just told you', i shrugged myself.
'what do you miss about him?', he asked impatiently.
'being with him, looking in the eye, being asked guestions.. i miss his voice and laughter, full lips, his scent', i listed.
'funny little creature! one honest characteristic in the whole list - lips', he smiled.
'one - honest? you lost me', i admitted.
'you need sex! it's time to admit it! sorry, love, but a girl watching 'nine 1/2 weeks' and announcing that she misses guestions looks silly. or - more likely - would look silly if she existed, but she doesn't', he explained.
'ugh', i frowned knowing that he's right.
'it's natural, mel. didn't your momma tell you about hormones hyperactivity?', he was teasing.
'in adolescence?', i groused.
'yeah', he brightened.
'you enjoy yourself, don't you?', i asked.
'yeah', his smile got wider and wider.
'i hate you, jarr!', i said.
and after jared pulled a long face i finally smiled, 'but you'd have been a hell of a psychologist - or a sexologist for that matterbbb'.
'all the same, all the same', he nodded.
i love this man!
and yeah gosh i want sex!!
'i miss alexander', i confessed tonight while watching a movie.
jarr chewing my cookie and staring deep into his laptop on my couch raised his eyes on me, 'who?'.
'alexander, who', i muttered in response.
'come on, be honest. at least with yourself! pretend i put on earmuffs', he said wearily.
'what do you mean?', i asked.
'say it out loud. what do you miss. and want? and need?', he shrugged.
'i miss alexander, i just told you', i shrugged myself.
'what do you miss about him?', he asked impatiently.
'being with him, looking in the eye, being asked guestions.. i miss his voice and laughter, full lips, his scent', i listed.
'funny little creature! one honest characteristic in the whole list - lips', he smiled.
'one - honest? you lost me', i admitted.
'you need sex! it's time to admit it! sorry, love, but a girl watching 'nine 1/2 weeks' and announcing that she misses guestions looks silly. or - more likely - would look silly if she existed, but she doesn't', he explained.
'ugh', i frowned knowing that he's right.
'it's natural, mel. didn't your momma tell you about hormones hyperactivity?', he was teasing.
'in adolescence?', i groused.
'yeah', he brightened.
'you enjoy yourself, don't you?', i asked.
'yeah', his smile got wider and wider.
'i hate you, jarr!', i said.
and after jared pulled a long face i finally smiled, 'but you'd have been a hell of a psychologist - or a sexologist for that matterbbb'.
'all the same, all the same', he nodded.
i love this man!
and yeah gosh i want sex!!