Well, um . . . I've apparently gotten my first booty call . . .and I didn't realize that's what it was.
I'm sitting at work talking to K about internet and computer addiction, and how his friend is addicted to computer games. So I go home later that day, and play CoH for about 4 hours, then the phone rings. It's RR wanting to know if I want to do something, I'm thinking about the conversation about computer addiction so I say sure I'd love to. He suggests a movie, and I ask whether it'll be at the theatre or at his place (because I wouldn't invite anyone back to this pigsty) He says his place, but he has to runa few errands first. So I finish my mission, and head over to his place. We go up to his room to watch a movie because his roomates are downstairs watching something else. We get about halfway through the movie, and I make a comment about how I won't be able to stay for the whole thing, because I have to wake up early for work. Apparently he takes this as some kinda signal that he should "pick up the pace of seduction". LOL So he starts saying how I've got a really nice stomach and he likes how I show it off with my shirts.
He's like "What's wrong? are you getting cold feet?"
I'm all like, "Huh? Cold feet about what?"
"Well, why you came over. I'm sure you didn't just come over to watch a movie . . ."
(It's finally starting to dawn on me that this was not about watching a movie with an old friend.)
"Um . . . I think I'm gonna go now . . ."
"I'm sorry. I made you uncomfordable didn't I. I feel like such an ass . . . We should actually hang out sometime though; Ya'know, without all the sexual tension. And not in my bedroom."
"Like Omega or the Firefly, or something?"
"Yeah"
"Yeah . . . So, um . . . I'm gonna go. I'll see ya later."
"Sorry . . ."

So then I drove home, giggling all the way; and wrote it all here for some random strangers perusal. It's funny 'cause RR is a good looking guy and I've known him forever, but (apparently) he is firmly ensconced in friend-ville. ROFLMAO