So, I had another sleepover with Derrick on Friday.
He came over, we boinked, then went out for a late Chinese dinner. We would have ordered in, but I couldn’t find a Chinese delivery place nearby.
Then we watched some of the Australian open– then went to bed.
Again, not the greatest sleep, but it went better than the first time. We finally rolled out of bed around 9:30 and chilled with coffee and some breakie.
Derrick actually came back yesterday evening for additional boinking– and dinner.
I made him my Gorgonzola pasta with orange bell pepper sauce. It’s my “go to” meal, and he gorged himself on it.
Them we watched the end of the 49ers football game before he headed for home.
Um, what exactly does it mean when you cook a fuck buddy dinner? And are they still in FB status?