No, you want to have fun, not have a baby.

I looked Joe in the eye and gave him a knowing look. He looked a bit disappointed but he also understood and pulled out of me. It was agony not to beg for him to continue. It was agony to have to sit up and slowly put my clothes back on.

I can't honestly remember what we talked about before I left, but I do remember him saying, "So i'll be in town next week again. Do you want to do lunch?" I laughed and smiled and said, "of course" to which he replied, "Good, I'll remember to come prepared this time."