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Pancakes and Deep & Meaningful Conversations

He invited me to dinner, and I wondered why ?

I almost declined.

I wasn't thrilled at his last minute suggestion but I was home alone, and he was in need of company.

Theres 12 years between us, and he behaves like a child, which I thoroughly enjoy.

He makes me laugh, and smile whenever I'm in his company.

We're both tired of this thing called life but neither of us go there. Instead, we choose to channel our energy in another direction.

He's fascinating, attentive, and smells good enough to eat.

We haven't slept together but I feel his desire in the way he looks at me from across the table, and in the firm but gentle touch of his hand upon my lower back when he stands behind me, each time we catch up.

We've shared breakfast, lunch and dinner and he doesn't mind me eating pancakes, strawberries, and icecream with a cappucino, for dinner.

He thinks its cute !

I think he just wants to get laid. LOLZ
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