#boynumber3

Boy #3. Or as I like to think of him, the one that made me feel better.

So the whole thing with boy #2 was the previous night and I was feeling very shitty about what happened. Confused, annoyed, self conscious, just downright weird.

The next morning I was having a lazy day and lying in bed watching tv and partaking in my new favourite pastime, trawling Tinder. And up pops boy #3.

Cue sweet talk and finding out what I'm up to. Seeing as boy #3 was only 2 miles away, I decided to indulge and suggest we do something. He didn't have a car, but since he lived so close, I drove to his place, picked him up and brought him back to my place.

Yep. Sex happened.

There was a time limit on this meeting though, as I had to meet a friend for lunch not long after, So a quick detour to Subway so he could buy himself some lunch, and then I dropped him off at home.

Sometimes Tinder encounters aren't amazingly satisfying or worryingly disappointing, There will be some that are just average, straight to the point sex. That's okay. That's what I needed that day. The less surprises the better, as far as I was concerned.