Sasha was alone on Christmas Eve. She was blogging up a storm, loving these anonymous blogs she was writing.
There was a guy named Eli who her friend Gabby had tried to set her up with and she’d met him once over the summer. He lived one state away, so about an hour and a half drive away. She thought he was cool but she seemed to have more feelings for Francisco, but who knows? Eli seemed not to know what he wanted either.
He was an herbalist and nutritionist. He seemed attracted to her. Most guys were these days. When she’d met him, she wore something bright and sexy. It had been over the summer and they met up at a grocery store.
Would he come to the church concert this week? He said he strongly hoped to.
Patrick was in New York for a few days, but Sasha considered asking him to come to the concert as well. Maybe she’d even tell him she wanted him to meet Eli. She wanted options, numerous men around to choose from since none of them seemed ready to claim her or commit.
She put on some dark eye shadow and deep red lipstick. Was she even going out tonight? Her friend had suggested Christmas Eve church services but she wasn’t sure. She needed to eat dinner but wasn’t hungry.
There were dead bugs in 2 corners of her room. A certain type of bug she’d never seen anywhere except in her room here.
She liked Patrick. He was younger than the others and probably had more sexual stamina. But he probably had more options too. He was cute as f*$%. And he had texted her on Sunday night while she was having the best sex ever with Francisco.
Well, tonight was the dark of the moon right before an eclipse. It was a time for resting, for going into the dark and not knowing. She didn’t need to know. She only needed to rest and eat dinner and take it all from there.
Sasha had also spoken on the phone with her friend Carlos in California. They were hot for each other too. In theory she had so many options but in reality only had sex once a week or less.
She thought about how this guy Jack who she’d had a fling with in Tuscadero told her if she dressed sexy she could have sex with so many guys. He said she was so sexy. And beautiful. He didn’t like her so much though and she didn’t like him so much but she loved to f*$% him- it became addictive.
But she took his feedback and tried to dress sexy for Francisco whenever he came over, at least wear something tight with a long necklace and big earrings.
When she’d seen Patrick at church, she wasn’t dressed so sexy because it was cold. She was all bundled up in her winter coat.
But she remembered he had texted her right after she posted a photo of herself in a bikini over the summer. So he had noticed. Francisco told her she looked SO sexy in that bikini, he was upset he had missed seeing her in it.
That was before they had had sex yet, but they’d cuddled and felt how much they’d wanted to.
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