Small Bum is currently waiting to hear whether he’ll get a job offer from one of two companies that seems awfully keen on him (and for good reason, I declare proudly), so has a lot of spare time on his hands.
He was insanely bored yesterday, so I jokingly asked him whether he could do my grocery shopping for me. To which he said: “Sure, write me a list, I’ll pick it up from your office.” Am I lucky or what?? Times are a-changing ladies. We work, they buy groceries.
I wrote him a list that went something like this:
1 x aubergine (big purple vegetable)
6 x yogurts (vanilla flavour)
1 x 2% low fat milk
1 x wholewheat bread
3 x slabs of chocolate
1 x heat magazine (which you’re allowed to read first in this case)
1 x whole chicken
1 x 100% orange juice
1 x bottle of sauvignon blanc, perhaps Durbanville Hills (not nasty, but cheap)
1 x fresh ravioli
1 x super absorbent heavy flow tampons (JUST KIDDING)
1 x You rock
1 x You’re the shizzle
1 x You’re great in the sack
He walked into my office, introduced himself to everybody and joked that he is a “sucker because he’s buying me groceries.” Bless his little heart. My colleague nearly fell off her chair because of his politeness coupled with the blueness of his eyes. * sigh*
I henceforth picked him up, took him home and made him a Thai prawn stir fry, while giving him the best place on the couch to watch Prison Break and Weeds.
Then I broke my sex-ban. We had a fantastic and much needed sex quickie, of which he and Third World Ant anticipate I will be disappointed with myself over. I’m not really, I’m just horny. (A special shout out to Ant thanking her for the condom.)
The big question is this: will he love and respect me if I do sleep with him more than if I don’t? I have no idea.