The Troublesome Text

Received a text from GG2 late last night, "I have a date. Sunday lunch in essex. Lol GG2x"


I hate the fact that when texting all grammatical learning goes out the window, however, as she is one of my close friends, I dismiss the error on her part. This does bring me to the my next conundrum, with whom is she having lunch?

I look at the clock. 23:15, too late to call, so begins a whole night of pondering over the fact that it could either be Mr C. or Mr Z. The absurdness that it could be Mr C. does not give me any cause for entertaining such a notion, since it has come to pass, over the recent week, that he is, in fact, married with two children. Although GG2 may still be dating him, on account of the fantastic sex, instinct tells me, that of this I am certain, however confirmation has yet to be admitted on her part.

which brings me, in all earnest, to Mr Z. What can I say of Mr Z.? well of this I am sure, after having a messaging session with him this evening, I am neither inclined to believe him to be of either good character, or purpose. He may be the source of most amusement, but I am not entirely sure of his motives, after propositioning both of us on separate occasions as to being kept women by himself, my response was that of escorting, although not out of question, needed more time of consideration both this proposition and the fact that neither one of us had actually meet the other. The overall session went something like this:

Mr Z.: Good evening

GG1: Good evening Mr Z, how are you, did you have a good day?

Mr Z.: Fine thanx, you?

GG1: You know I have been ill, I understand you have been corresponding with my
friend GG2, to which she tells me of your proposition.

Mr Z.: You approve?

GG1: I am not sure that I do, have you no sense as to meet the ladies in question before asking of them to do such things?

Mr Z.: What a threesome?

GG1: I am sorry I doubt that either one of us would engage in such behaviour, we are good friends.

Mr Z.: But I would make it worth your while 500 each.

GG1: isn't that prostitution?

Mr Z.: I don't see it like that. Besides, I really like you, I think you are very beautiful, I would really like to get to know you.

GG1: I think a mutual meeting would be fine, however, could I knock all notion of actually sleeping with you and my friend to the sum of £500 firmly on the head.

Mr Z.: So you give good head?

GG1: I haven't had any complaints, anyway this isn't getting us anywhere.

Mr Z.: I liked your films.

GG1: Thank you, I understand you and GG2 wish for us to meet up in town. Sorry it cannot be this week.

Mr Z.: Can you call me?

You get the gist of how this is going. Fun for an evening, but I am not sure if I could carry on with this for more that one meeting. However he does have a distinct Daniel Craig look about him, although I have never been into Blonds, I like his pushy style. He may be good for a few drinks in the Sanderson and an evenings entertainment.