William and I cuddled and had an awkward small talk which was honestly unnecessary.
William: You are quite addictive.
Me: That's good, right?
William: Nope, it's bad for me.
Me: How's that.
William: Addictive means I will want and crave more and more of your juicy pu*sy. I don't do that, labels neither. And I can't date you. You are young. Even if you weren't, I would still not date you.
Me: So you can't date me but you can sleep with me?
William: Yes. I am a free bird and cannot be tied to one branch. You already knew the deal when you pushed yourself onto my pickle.
Me: But you got me dripping and I could not think.
William: Then I am sorry and I will never do that to you again.
Me: Why?
William: isn't that what you want?
Me: No
William: Then, what do you want?
Me: I don't know.
William: You don't know?
Me: I don't know what I want.
William: This is why I don't do kids.
Me: I don't want to date but I want access to you when I need you...