Text from Aliena the day after her birthday party in response to me calling her:
' Got NO battery call u tomo. Lush night, I puked, feel shit, goin 2 house party, may have hangover sex.'
It's funny how the very thought of sex can make somebody feel so much better.
And the day after that, she did indeed call to tell me that she had had'Hangover sex' (whatever that is! - I thought hangover sex often led to people under performing, but she was adamant that all was good.
'He has a girlfriend already. And we're fuck buddies. And he booked a hotel room in advance. We got there at 4 in the morning and had sex until 11am, at which time we had to check out.'
The knowledge I have of Aliena's previous sexual draught/famine, call it what you will, leads me to celebrate her 'hangover sex'.
' I don't need sex anymore' she added - as though I might assume she was still gagging, which, to be fair, I may have done.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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