Yesterday, I was on the phone with one of my favorite people in the world, who is in town for the weekend. He and his boyfriend just broke up suddenly after four years. Weeks before they were looking into adopting kids. He's pretty broken.
P: "I just need to go out this weekend. Maybe if I hook up with someone else, it'll help me start to heal. I need someone of the opposite sex to pay attention to me. Wait, I mean same sex, opposite from you. Hell, at this point, you'd be fine. You, T, or J. Does it matter? we're all friends."
me, crying tears of laughter: "That's the most romantic proposition for sex I've gotten in a while. hmmm..."
later that day...
me: "So, the boy who broke my heart last summer is coming to visit next weekend."
P: "Are you planning to sleep with him?"
me: "I'm hoping not to. But, I it's been about 2 months since I last had sex."
P, mischievous grin: "My evening is looking more promising."
I left early, haven't heard from T or J though.