crazy

So I did something crazy yesterday. I let a guy come over that I barely knew, and we had sex. I met him Friday night when he checked in to the hotel- which was coincidental, because I don't work fridays. And then... I saw him Sunday when he was checking out and he asked for my number, if I'd be interested in coming up to Georgia where he lives to hang out on the beach or something. So I said sure.... he ended up staying in town with his friends until I was done with work, and came over. He wasn't hungry, so it wasn't really an option to go meet somewhere. So, I let him come over, he sat down next to me on the couch and before long was kissing me. And then touching me, and at first I said that I wasn't that kind of girl, but, I was soaking wet- and frankly just wanted him. But not necessarily him- just wanted to be wanted like that. 3.5 years is a long time to go. And I was so out of practice.
So. Yeah, that happened. I like him as a person though, but I doubt we're eachothers type. He's much more on the dark side, whereas my normal life is filled with sunshine and magic.  He said we'd stay in touch, but I don't know if that's legit yet or not. I've had one other one night stand when I lived in Seattle and swore I wouldn't do it again. But, I guess, it's my rule and I'm allowed to break it. Not planning on breaking it again though. It's just unsatisfying. I mean, it wasn't bad at all- my lady parts were happy. But there's a connection that's supposed to be there for it to be fulfilling, and because we were basically strangers.....

anyway. I'm not perfect, apparently. Who knew.