Ok so BB Guy took me to dinner Saturday night. Had a lovely time etc etc etc..........( he he...ok insert *mind blowing sex* HERE). Fast forward and we're both in my bed all snug and warm in my new flannelette sheets. Then he asks "Am I allowed to sleep over?". FAAAAARRRRKKKK!
Um..that would be NO. I felt like I needed to give him some sort of explanation so I mumbled something about it freaking me out (the whole frikkin' thing is freaking me out). He asked if it was because he was "The Blockbuster Guy" (aw diddums). I told him of course not and that it was just because I haven't had anyone over for a sleepover in a LONG time. I told him that I also felt like I hardly knew him as he doesn't give away much about himself and seemed a little secretive about stuff. He agreed that he was and understood. Then I started waffling on a bit cos I had PMS and was a little emotional.....until I realised he'd frikkin' fallen asleep! And not just light napping, like-a-log. A big warm, cuddly log in my bed. Bugger it...I decided to just go to sleep...but sleep was not what I got. Not only did he snore VERY loudly but there was this other noise..something I've never heard before, kinda like a werewolf impaled on a stake and being gnawed on by vampires...ya know what I mean? ..gawd it was awful. I elbowed him in the spine a few times and tried to make him roll over but it kept coming back. Jeeezuzzzzz! So, attempted to sleep for a while. A couple of hours later he woke up, realised he'd fallen asleep and got dressed to leave. He was quite sweet and apologised as he wanted to respect my wishes so he kissed me and left. There. I know..boring shit but it was weird and freaky for me and now I don't know what I'm doing. I'm really really not good at this. I could tell he was a little hurt. In the morning I kinda wished he was here to sit on my couch and have a cuppa. Breathe Frankie.....breathe.