Five Stalkers Are Flattering Right?

Last night I stopped into The Edge for a beer. So there was a group of five cute men that kept looking my way and talking amongst themselves. We were introduced, thanks to this fun older gentleman playing matchmaker.

After the usual name exchange, they confessed that they had been following me around the night before. They even knew I went to Marcello's Pizza twice! The group was made of up two married couples and a single guy. Of course, the single guy was the least attractive of them. So one couple, both named Rob, came back with me to 440. The Robs then segued into inviting me over for a three-way.

I didn't go home with them, but for some reason, I wasn't entirely against it either. It didn't feel awkward as getting propositioned for a three-way usually does. I think all this liberal SF aura is warping my fragile country mind. Or maybe it was the contact buzz I got from the Eagle.

Later, my friend Dante showed up with his new extended trick Kevin. Kevin is a super hot flight attendant for Quantas. Dante and Kevin offered me a ride home, in which THEY offered to take me home for a three-way. Also, not awkward, but also, no.

I haven't had sex in a month. I don't need all this temptation!