Prosthesis

I should update you briefly that the Principal is no longer in the picture. After a couple of dates and a terrible kiss, my naughty schoolgirl porn fantasies died.

On to Prosthesis, so named because he lost him arm in a fireworks accident. I didn't notice right away. He was the one to actual point it out to me while we were out having drinks. It's impressive. It looks pretty real, has a battery so he can sorta move it and almost perfectly matches his skin tone.

And aside from the fake arm, he is HOT, BLOND, tall, fit and only lives a block away. AND AND... he played hockey in high school and college. I KNOW!!!!!

I don't think we will develop into anything more than FWBs though... if even that since he was sort of dating a girl in my building. I'm not gonna rule it out, but I'm not going to push it either.

We did have a lot of fun on Saturday night. I was supposed to meet a friend of mine for drinks, but he had to cancel again for family stuff. I really really really wanted to go out for some wine. Everyone was either working, out of town or just not in the mood. So naturally I resorted to craigslist, and Prosthesis responded.

We met up right outside my building and went to a wine bar. We had great conversation and started bar hopping. I want to say we went to 4 or 5 places heading back in the direction of our street. I had a blast with him and he paid for all my drinks.

We've made plans to go to Red Rocks for their summer movie series, Office Space.... and Prosthesis found an old printer we can smash with bats in the parking lot.

Damn it feels good to be a gansta.