The Scot And Boys

So I am just in from a night with the Scot. I adore her but thank God she is not my type.

See, we work together. It would just be weird.

So we go to a gathering at her friend's parent's house. A wonderful little Mexican Christmas. Hot tamales and everything.

Then to the gay bars.

We ended up at a place called Tai's. Straight bar from what I gathered but very welcoming. I met two boys. Yum. Cause you know I kinda like 'em both just now. John and Brian.

John managed to get my number. So we'll see. Ooh, I feel so n0rty!

So, it's four a.m. and I am just getting home. Managed to lose the Scot along the way, damnit.

It is interesting, this dynamic between us. We are so conscious of our work relationship but slowly becoming used to each other's bodies. She will cuddle up to me sometimes out of the blue. Never anything even remotely sexual. Or at least I think not. But I like the feel of her there. And the fact that she finds comfort and safety in my arms.

I actually hope John calls. I would definitely go out with him. And I did make it clear that I like boys as well. The Scot doesn't like that much but I have decided to be truly me for once. And so John got my number.

Thank God for spell check because I am a bit toasty tonight.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!