Randy Andy

I admire people who want to get laid, I do.  I’m just not the right source to get your needs met.

Seems I have an admirer.  He’s around 40, handsome…a writer who I’ll admit I somewhat like.  He flirts with me in the foyer of the library making it known he’d like it to go much further.

He does this funny thing with his feet…they rub one another while he chats me up…as if he has an itch, which I suppose he does.

I’m polite, flirt back just enough to raise my blood sugar, but I’m really not interested in dinner with Andy.

For starters, the ambient noise holds my appetite for ransom, causing me to drink while I sit there nodding my head having no idea what’s being said.

The truth is, I want to live in the reality of my present.  I’m told I should go out anyway, and think why, if I won’t enjoy myself.

To be with a man, my friend Camille says.  A man I can’t hear nor understand and yes, sex can be conducted mutely, but that doesn’t interest me either…like watching a foreign film naked.

Estrogen cream stuffed in my clutch is just too depressing, along with pretending my libido is back from the coast.  Last I heard it was at the Chateau Marmont doing jelly shots with the Stones.

I want to accept my life as is…it’s the least I can do for myself, and randy Andy can just go find himself someone else to canoodle with.

There, matter closed.

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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41 Responses to Randy Andy

  1. More on this tomorrow… 😀

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  2. micklively says:

    Poor Andy. That kind of itch can be brutal: nagging day and night, no end in sight, impossible to concentrate on anything else, all consuming, incurable. Matter closed!

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  3. realshady007 says:

    True…Sex shouldn’t exactly be “Exchange of fluids”…It should be emotionally connected and on a deeper level…

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  4. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, even if the answer is “No”, it’s still nice to be wanted. And harmless flirting is always uplifting!

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  5. Hmm … this requires a To Be Continued ending.

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  6. TheLastWord says:

    Hmm – I can’t remember the last time anyone flirted with me. I’m sure there’s going to be a sequel to the story or a chapter 2.. yeah?

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  7. Elle Knowles says:

    Growing older gracefully is what you are doing Susannah. And you have learned through life what is important and what’s not. Nice to be flirted with though…~Elle

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  8. Enjoy the admiration and sashay to Bemelman’s for a drink by yourself!

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  9. Nick may have been naughty, but his idea is sound. I don’t blame you for shying away from sex. I am becoming very frustrated with women. They say they want a good guy, but they keep choosing the bad guys. I understand they want mystery and action and all, but they just get hurt in the end. I would enjoy just going out. Yes, sex would be nice, too. Anyway, going off on a tangent. All in all, good for you – stick to your guns.

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  10. Great post… written with humor and honesty and I am such a fan of your writing… it is refreshing to read this post and agree and understand and I guess, I just need to say…. I understand…

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