The next morning.

Posted: February 10, 2013 in My Whirled, Stories
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The Thinking Viking is going to share a bit.  This is an almost-true story. Only two bits omitted or changed.  It will be short.

I’m not generally the type to pick up strange women at parties and get almost freaky crazy in the back bedroom of some strange house then and take ’em home.  But it has happened.  Years ago….We were both kind of  drunk at a friends party, and then later …shared a cab home. She lived within walking distance of my place, and well, one thing lead to another and we had some more drinks and..

Fell asleep watching TV in my bed, cuddling.  Far as I recall nothing more happened. Yeah, I know.

I woke up alone, and didn’t mind a bit.  It was a Sunday morning much like today.

Just thinking. Have a nice Sunday.

MJ

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Comments
  1. Jueseppi B. says:

    Did you ever see/talk/make out with her again? 😯

    • Matt Johnsen says:

      Oh, hell yeah. It was looking at old pictures of her last night and the cold morning breeze today that brought back the memories. 🙂 Gods, I’m getting old. That was 20 years ago.

  2. Jueseppi B. says:

    Then this story has a good ending. Thats always very good when a story has a happy ending. 😉

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