For your enjoyment

Yep. I did it.

Just to entertain y-o-u. The things I do for you. Kissing all sorts of men just for your enjoyment. So I wandered around town, showed a version of my true colors, more of me than he'd seen, there was gin, there was overbearing heat and tonic and exhaustion, making eyes at the bartender, wondering if I should even be hanging around this man, making eyes at the bartender?!, this is silly, but then kissing in the street.

And good kissing, I'll tell you. Good, good kissing.

But distance. My distance. I prefer distance. No feelings. It's a self awareness thing. Because he wants me, I don't want him. Just the kissing. Because, hey, there's no harm in it. It doesn't kill. But it may hurt feelings.

I'm trite.