After our make-up drink, ManFriend dropped me off and saw where I lived. It is official, SI and all the other men after have had sex on my bed. When I settle down again with a person, I’ll have to be sure to buy a new mattress.
That aside, ManFriend also saw into my closet. I think his jaw dropped. It was not the amount of clothes (which he remembered I said I donated about 10 bags back in the spring); it was that my clothes were in color order. I think he might have said I was a tiny bit neurotic.
I guess I am not surprised that he chose not to come over again that weekend.