Rory, you SLUT

I met Emily two weeks ago and I only found out today what her surname is. I can tell you her favourite sexual positions, and can describe in detail the tattoo she has on her buttock, but I can’t tell you where her parents live, or if she has any brothers or sisters. A few months ago, this kind of behaviour would sicken me, but for the past fortnight I’ve been too overwhelmed with joy to care. Sometimes in life events happen so quickly that it takes a while for your consciousness and conscience to catch up. One day I may look back and feel ashamed, but for today I simply feel happy.

RC 18-10-10