Friday, 23 October 2009


So the barman sprung a surprise on me last night, and said he was coming up to London tonight. I actually have an appointment tonight so won't be available until much later - he seemed pretty grumpy that I wasn't at his beck and call, despite the short notice.

I'm not sure how I feel about him; physically, I want him so badly. I've had a crush for months and still haven't had sex with him. But he's been a bit arsey this week, and I wonder whether there's any point in embarking on anything with a man who has mood swings and lives miles away. It's all very well to say "just have NSA fun", but I don't know if I can with this one. He gets under my skin. Damn his smouldering good looks. Toxic.

Brooke x

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