Ah, good evening! It's so hot. Today I brought a surf shop clerk with me. I don't remember where we met at all, but I think we were drunk at a bar and I picked him up. It's probably something. That's why I found out in an email that day that we had agreed to meet, and even when we got to the meeting place, I didn't know which girl it was, and I had no idea how it happened, so we met on a very casual basis, but I don't know what to do now. But as we were getting used to each other and we talked about it over and over again, it seemed like something really clicked, so we decided to come over to my house and we had sex there. I don't know what's going on, but it's being served to me, so I feel like I'm going to eat it.