All mouth and no trousers

So, almost two whole weeks into falling-down-the-stairs-and-fracturing-my-elbow-incident and I'm quite ready to never go back to work!!

I have managed to keep myself busy with checking my Facebook a million times a day though!! Wow, what an interesting life I do lead!! In amongst the ridiculous Facebook stalking of all the friends I have, some of which I don't think even spoke to me in high school, I have managed to pick up a boy.

Yes, a boy!!

Now, I've known this boy for over 6 years through, oddly enough, my-first-love boyfriend. He's funny, good looking, sensitive, cocky, charming, attentive and really really cute.

The odd thing is, I haven't seen him for 4 of those years and apparently the last time I saw him we had a very nice drunken snog in a sweaty club full of 17 year olds!! So, how, may you ask, did he get back in contact? Facebook of course!! He saw my status ("just been belly dancing - ah so that's what God gave me a bum and boobs for" - I was clearly asking for trouble) and just happened to email me.

I'm not one to shy away from attention - I am a single girl so sometimes you just like a bit of mild flirting. Mild - woah horsey - it's red hot!! He is doing some serious flirting, and I just can't resist!! So a day turns into 3 and then into a week and he's texting me all day, everyday.

At this point I should probably say that he is also off work after a football injury knee op. So I think, no harm, we're just keeping each other occupied and making one another feel a bit more wanted than we did a week ago. But he starts calling me, everyday. I don't mind, in the slightest. I'm really starting to fancy him. In fact he really turns me on!!

So, when he asks me can he come down when he can drive (he lives over an hour away) I oblige and tell him yes, course, that'd be fun.

Then his friend tells me in a drunken phone call that he told him he's seeing me...

...Erm...don't call me old fashioned but doesn't there have to some kind of human contact before any relationship is started?? I really don't know. Maybe with the world wide web and mobile phones things have changed but I dunno...

Now a little concerned then when he gets here he's going to be all mouth and no trousers. Or rather I'm not going to be this amazing girl he seems to want to tell his mates he's "seeing".

Argh. I don't even want a relationship. Even if it is one that is purely sexual.

I mean after all, you can't really have a f*** buddy who lives over an hour away...that is one hell of a drive for a booty call!!




ps. don't try belly dancing with an injured arm of any kind - it may well work your obliques but it certainly does nothing for your balance!!