After a messy break-up I decided to get back on Tinder. I knew it wasn’t going to help me in any way, but I needed some distraction after everything.
On a drunk night I matched a 50 year old who convinced me to meet eachother. Well, we did. I walked drunk to a parking lot where he was waiting in his car.
I got in and instantly started to get his pants down. I needed it in a way? I’m not going to share every detail, but I made sure he was happy. 😅
I don’t know why but I still think about it a lot.
