I had a… break up? Of sorts? With a partner a little while ago. I went from lots of adventurous, interesting sex all the time to almost none at all. The worst part is that I know for a fact that he’s still hooking up with all the gorgeous women we used to share while I’m lucky to get a crumb of pussy. Tinder has been constant. I’ve done a lot of ill-advised sexting (don’t message me, I won’t share). It’s been a difficult time for me, sexually speaking.
So when I sighted a friend of a friend at a wedding recently I was feeling a little different. He was a waiter, I was a photographer. We camera-people are a little closer to “wedding guest” than “staff” but we’re definitely in between, so I ended up saying hello to him. He was cute. The waiter getup worked for him. And I saw him looking at me while he chatted with some of his friends, too. So the wedding goes on. I have work to do and no time to chat up a cute waiter. For now.