Okay, I'm tired of being coy about it.
I'm seeing someone.
I'm a bit nervous about it because he has a bit of a reputation around here.
And in a small town… well, you know how these things are.
He's been visiting here at my cottage on the edge of the woods pretty often.
The neighbors are all familiar with him, so I'm pretty sunk if I think I'm going to hide it.
Sunny is not too keen on him, which sort of gives me pause, because Sunny pretty much likes everybody.
But he's so big and handsome I don't really care what Sunny thinks at this point.
If she sees him coming before I do however, she tries to chase him off.
But damn, what a studmuffin….
I never thought I would fall for his type, but there you have it.
I think I'm in love….
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Good thing I'm not a cougar eh?
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I could NOT resist teasing you, I really couldn't.
I plead terminal perverseness.
Please forgive me.
(You, …. I was going to say young lady, but of course we know THAT isn't true. You, stale Cupcake, are incorrigible, not to mention rude and crude. I'm not speaking to you for the rest of the day.)
Oh, thank God.
Good thing I'm not a cougar eh?
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I could NOT resist teasing you, I really couldn't.
I plead terminal perverseness.
Please forgive me.
(You, …. I was going to say young lady, but of course we know THAT isn't true. You, stale Cupcake, are incorrigible, not to mention rude and crude. I'm not speaking to you for the rest of the day.)
Oh, thank God.