Of course there was alcohol, which of course meant we were at the pub. Despite it being a Wednesday, there were a few people there, so at least we weren't being judged, that much.
So it was me, Matt, Riss, Kasie (the cousin) and Jess. We were sitting in the corner on the top part of the decking outside of Moorebank pub. We were laughing and discussing things, most people would've given us a look of disgust for. But you can't please everyone.
Eventually we got up to the topic of casual sex. What if someone seems a little too clingy and you haven't even really had physical contact with them yet? Would they be as clingy after the penetration or more so?
So many questions not enough answers. Talking about letting yourself go and just doing it for the sake of sex, is easier said then done. But what about the repercussions of the person that gets a little too attached, and it's not you?
My friends and I have various kinds of mantras. Many, may involve whore-like absolution's, but you can't deny the clarity of what it means.
"Fuck 'em and run!" is one of those mantra's that help soothe the soul after a nasty morning after shock, waking up in a pop-in hotel or realising that you may be a cradle snatcher. We all have ways to deal with things, stuff that help shelter our minds from thinking that we're bad people. We may be the phantom in their bed, but they'll always be another name to our list.
To fuck them and run? Possibly, but only if you have the strength to stay away after wards.
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