Sure he’s pushing eighty and, well, I had to pay – but he’s absolutely the best I’ve ever had. His sweet potatoes were so tender and so sweet, I felt so taken care of…..and his technique…. incredible! He really put in the effort to please me. I guess, like so many things, it comes down to experience.
Three weeks ago, my Dapsimni man walked out on me without notice. I was shocked and crushed. I figured I could never meet anyone better.
Out of desperation, I engaged in a cheap rebound on the street corner near Jeonnong. It was a mistake and I knew it. He was selfish and clumsy. (Half the time he couldn’t perform at all.) After one too many disappointments and much dissatisfaction, I finally left him for good. From there on in, I took care of my own needs; that is, with a little help from my electronic friend. It took care of the cravings, I guess, but let’s be honest – it’s just no substitute for the real thing.
I’ll probably return to the ol’ self-service, though, as I don’t think the long distance thing will work. It’s probably for the better. I’m not looking for anything long-term at this point in my life. I like to keep my options open, you know? I think that was my problem with last guy. Things were just moving way too fast. Within the first week, we were already seeing eachother every night.
I guess I have to accept that this was just a one night thing. It hurts a little, but at least I will always have the memories.