spontaneous

 


   I've never had a fling; I'd be lying if I'd said I didn't fantasize such things; an instant gratification-mutually spontaneous in sync;


  like going from,"hello, what's your name?" to "wanna get into something?" clean version versus, "hey, would you like to fuck?"

  hardly ever that simple, right? depends right? the "right" person, place, and time right? a particular vibe, right? what's the probability she'd say yes-what's the probability the one bold enough to ask won't feel regret?

and that's not typically my approach; though of course who wouldn't want to bypass all of the weaved together conversations that don't seem to get one close?

we all have our "types".... we know what we like.... why must i feel the need to write- instead of something going right?

there's more to me, than wanting sex; though why must one go through a social grind all the time just to satisfy one's sexual apetite?