Tom and I have been seeing each other about twice a week now. Hummmmm… something’s up with that, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. If he’s trying to get me to take him off child support, then he can just stop. He can eat my ass all damn day, and that still won’t be happening.
We had a great time last weekend (Father’s Day weekend) together. Food. Fun. Fucking. It was wonderful! I enjoyed myself.
That’s nothing new though. We always have a great time together. We enjoy each other’s company and can talk about anything and everything. We share the same interests and enjoy doing those things with each other.
But, whatever…I’ll just ride this ride until he’s back mad again…