It's another one of those work-from-home Mondays that drain your brain dry and your soul empty.

I turned my laptop off, laid down on the bed, still unable to decide if I should go eat dinner or do sponty karaoke at Timezone. God knows I needed to do something that feeds the soul.

Mindlessly scrolling through my Reddit feed, I didn't realize that I was already composing an r4r post looking for a hook-up. An escape. I was looking for another escape. My inbox blew up but none of the boys in my inbox got my attention. Looking at my clit sucker on the dresser, I thought, maybe I don't really have to go out tonight. But i decided to wait it out. Maybe someone would be interesting enough for me to meet.

A nap and a cold shower later, I got his (let's call him M) message.

"25, staying alone at some random hotel in \****, in need of company"*

This message was, in no way, interesting, but I think boredom led my fingers to send him a reply. You see, I rarely go for boys close to my age. I find them impatient, selfish, and, well, inexperienced. Nakakabitin sila kasama, sa totoo lang.

We switched to another app, exchanged photos (I told him that he looked so bagets for his age), and the next thing I know, I was putting on my shoes to go to him.

My ears were ringing and the air inside the taxi was electrifying. Why am I nervous? I've done this before. God, I wanted to throw up. Should I go back na lang? Until the taxi reached the motel.

I waited for M to fetch me at the hotel lobby. My palms were already getting sweaty and I started tapping my foot to ease my mind a bit. Then he came in, wearing a plain black shirt, board shorts, and the green motel slippers. M looked nothing like his photos. He looked much more.....mature. I like.

We reached the hotel room and I sat on the bed. It was a weird-looking room with red lights. It wasn't the NICEst room, but it was enough.

After the pleasantries, I swear I could hear a pin drop. We couldn't think of anything else to talk about. I guess it was time.

"So, how do we do this ba?"

"Cuddle? Want to watch a movie?"

Slightly annoyed because it was already past my bedtime, I pulled on the collar of his shirt, and kissed him. He tasted of light cigarettes and coffee. I admit, I was going in fast and furious.

"Wait, dahan-dahan lang. Slow lang."

So I did slow down. I kissed him sweetly, as if I'm kissing a long-lost lover. I felt his hands travelling from my shoulders, to my waist, to my stomach. Warm hands travelled all over my torso while I kept my left had on his face and my right hand clutching his soft hair. He started pulling my shirt up, in which I had to tell him to not be surprised with what I'm wearing underneath.

He got excited, that he immediately took my turtle neck and my skirt off. And just.....stared.

After the longest 10 seconds of my life, M laughed. Like full on ROFL.

"Bakit ka naka-onesie??"