And So It Goes

And so will you soon I suppose...

I should've known better.

For the record I did not know he was under the influence...of alot of things. And people.

I mean I should've known when kissing him made me feel drunk. It was like doing a shot of cognac right out of his mouth.

I don't dig doin' it on the first "hanging out." I told him so.

He said he admired that, as his hands travelled south.

After 4 hours, I gave in.

An hour after that, we were slightly sorry.

This morning? I'm fine.

Suprised? No, not at all.

And so it goes.