A-Gentleman's Blog

“Recently, I was on the rebound from a seven year long relationship when I found myself alone at home on a Friday night with absolutely nothing to do. When you date someone for that long, your whole lives become intertwined and separating socially is complicated and frustrating. After sipping a few whiskeys at my place, I decided to head to the bar down the street instead of sitting around looking at my half empty apartment, which my girlfriend—the love of my life, I still thought—had just abandoned. That place depressed the fuck out of me.

At the bar, I ordered a Bud and a shot of Jameson and sat there for a while, keeping to myself. Soon enough, though, a really hot girl sat down next to me and starting chatting me up about this and that. It was unbelievable, really, how beautiful she was (or how … I was). And then the impossible happened: She asked me if we could go somewhere to be alone.

Ten minutes later we were back at my place, ripping each other’s clothes off. I could sense that something was different about this chick, so it wasn’t even all that surprising when she unbuckled the thin belt she had on and demanded that I wrap it around her neck like a leash. I bent her over and banged her, doggy style, on my kitchen floor! I don’t care what anyone thinks: Random sex is the best way to get over your ex.”