Again this weekend I visited the prof at her place, and proceeded to spend the evening in an undressed state. She asked if we could get together once more before she left town for the month, and I agreed to come over last night, although this time it was a shorter, and more dressed affair.
I am wondering why I am doing what I'm doing. The rolling around part is perfectly fine and enjoyable, and it could be considered nice to let her vent on me regarding how crappy she feels I was by breaking up with her, but... I suspect that it's more likely a road to trouble, and misleading, and not the path I should take.
Especially as originally I planned on spending last night chatting with the dark-haired girl I went on a date with on Friday.
Perhaps I should just bury myself in playing sports this summer.
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