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So I've been going to this chat room to hang out since the break up. This chat room's population is about half people chatting and half people looking to hook up for random sex.
I am not in the market for random sex. The very thought of it kinda disgusts me. I need to be attracted to the brain, before I play with the meat. So when people ask if I want to play, I politely tell them that I'm not quite ready for it, but I am willing to talk.
Four or five of the people have started lurking in my presence, waiting for me to be ready. At first this annoyed me, then it amused me. But that amusement has worn off, so I have a new plan to entertain myself.
I'm going to keep them on the hook for a few weeks. Talking to them, telling them about my 'progress' in dealing with the breakup, and priming them for an encounter. Then when the moment is right, I will suggest an orgy to all of them. Get them all together in one place for a sexpig extravaganza. I of course will not attend.
I'm such a bastard sometimes.
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