Melrose Place

One the guys who responded to my first craigslist ad formerly lived in my building. He was telling me about the friends he had made, particularly that a lot of them would end up hooking up with each other. He said our building has been known to be a bit like Melrose Place.

At our building bbq a few weeks ago, I made friends with a few people in our building. One in particular was the Author. I could tell the Author instantly liked me. I thought he was a cutie, but I wasn't particularly fond of his beard. He invited me to go boating the next day, and when he took of his glasses to get in the water I thought he got cuter.

We hadn't had a chance to hang out in a while because residency is killing my life. But yesterday he was back from a trip and we decided to have some wine. From there, we went to the pool. From the pool we snuck our drinks into his gym so we could use the jacuzzi.

The alcohol really started to hit, especially when we went into the steam room. And that's where he was suddenly on top of me. I couldn't breathe in there, so we took it back to his apartment... one floor below mine.

Clothes came off. We had sex. I don't remember much of it. All I remember is my phone started ringing, and it was the Murse telling me he was outside my building for our date!

I SWEAR I didn't forget. I just hadn't realized that the time flew. I apologized to the Author, and booked it to my apartment to change. The Murse never suspected a thing... and he slept over that night. hehe.

What am I doing you wonder? I have no idea, but it sure is fun.

And I have my third date with PitaChips le Deux tonight. ;)