Our eyes met over my salad lunch and his coffee with a friend. He hung behind just naturally, when his friend left and we were in Little Bourke Street exchanging numbers in minutes. We text in the afternoon and ended up having sex in a toilet in the building next to mine, later that afternoon, last Tuesday.
Eugene's been texting me all week since. He's nice and all but has a boyfriend and can only have sex in toilets during the day. Can't be contacted after 16.00.
So, once was fun...
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