Imagination

I met him for the first time back in my hometown. He sounded pretty cunning, was good at playing with words. Thought he was a pharmacist.

I met him for the second time when he attended a workshop in HKL. I offered my place and we made out and subsequently one condom was used. He told my housemate he was a pharmacist. But why does a pharmacist be bothered to attend a workshop on ethics? But then somehow I found out that he is a doctor on FB. Drove him to KLIA, he kissed me, telling me that he only made out with guys that he likes. I blushed.

1 met him for the third time when I am back 2 days ago. Brought along a gift- a tie pin- as he needs it. (Ah yeah, does a pharmacist wear a tie?) Ended up like the second meet up. However, I was a bit disappointed. There was not much sign of appreciation. Just a "thank you" and "I like it" on Watsapp.

I guessed it was all my imagination that he likes me. Haha.

Oh well, the journey of a horny slut, continues, till someone can concur his heart, or when he feels like being concurred.