... for a guy who has a car and a smooth, tight, hard body! The brilliance that is me was thrown aside for fluff! I'll never live it down.
Actually, this happened several days ago but it's only begun to sink in now. Yeah. After over a month of dating, Doc Eddie finally said he's seeing someone else. My initial reaction was, "OK, sure, whatever. We're just dating and having fun anyway. Thanks for the orgasm." And then I went on with my life. But right now, being idle for the first time in days, it's really beginning to sink in. I was dumped.
It shouldn't be surprising at all, considering my track record for getting rejected is quite phenomenal. By all rights, I should already be a ninja master of the stuff. Separating the physical motions from the emotional anguish such acts may cause is an art which no longer requires an extremely high amount of mental fortitude from me.
But... it does. And everytime it happens, the pain is brand spankin' new.
