A Regular Girl

I spent the night at Justin's last night.  We were supposed to see each other tomorrow but we both happened to be available yesterday.  He lives in this beautiful prewar condo- it looks like a museum...it is like a different world in that building.  He was just like I remembered- charming and really funny. Shortly after I got there, he was already carrying me to his bedroom while he was kissing me passionately (He carries me from living room to bedroom every single time.  Why does he do that??  I never walked to his bedroom before..). We had amazing sex and talked a lot.  We always make each other laugh.  We really enjoy each other's company (and sex), but I don't think there's a future for us...we are too different.  He is a worldly famous artist and I'm nobody.  But I still like spending time with him.  Probably we shouldn't be sleeping together if we are not really dating, but we like it and it's definately easier to establish a great relationship between us this way.  If we didn't sleep together, we would have an awkward friendship and would see each other much less, I think.  What we have is similar to what I have with N, but difference is that Justin is single and he is not hiding me.

He took me to a cute bakery for breakfast.  He gave me his new CD and wrote something funny on it for me. I love his music.  I listen to his CD every day.  He is my reality.  I'm not a sugar baby, but just a regular girl on a date (sort of) when I'm with him.