Tinder

With breakfast over my original plans for this week came to mind. Despite a, let's say, interesting start I was going to put myself out there! I had already snapped a picture or two in my new clothes along with another in the cafe so all that was left to do was download one of the many dating apps on the App Store and set up my profile. Okay, name? Alex. That can be a girl's name too. Or should I pick something else? Nah, I think I'll stick with it for now. Preference? Huh, do I want to just see guys or should I include both? I think I'll go with both! I don't want to limit my options, and I can always change them later. Now just some personal details. Age, though I could probably pass for younger. Height, not fooling anyone with that now. Just looking for something casual. My interests are gaming and going out drinking. Non-smoker. How many more questions do I have to answer? Star sign? What? I close out the app and search when my birthday puts in for my sign. Aquarius, huh. Switching back and one more question down.

Finally, onto the pictures. I put the ones I have up and they seem to load in without an issue. Dammit. Now I need to verify my profile. How can this be so complicated? I punch in my number and it sends me that stupid little verification text and I start to type it in but the notification bar disappears before I can put it in. Then I have to switch out of the app again to get the last two numbers. Okay. Now my account is verified and ready to go! What!! Only 75% complete. What the fuck?! It wants me to add a bio to "stand out". Ugh. Okay, how about something like " New to the area and hoping to meet up with like-minded people"? Could also try "New to the gender and want to get railed like a freight train"? Dammit, snap out of it. After getting edged all day yesterday with no relief my horniness is starting to get to me. Maybe it's not the best time to do this. On the other hand, this is kind of the solution to my problem so... let's just keep going.

Do I want kids? I feel a small flutter as well as a tingling down below. Shit, I hadn't even thought of that. I mean I wasn't too hot on the idea of kids when I was a guy but now... The thought of being pregnant, to have a guy unload inside me, his strongest swimmers plunge into a waiting egg, my belly stretch and grow over the months. I can feel the tingle turn into heat, my thighs rubbing together creating some beautiful friction before a loud screech of a nearby child snaps me back to reality. The kid is crying about not getting something and is stamping up and down the cafe. Their parent takes them outside while I reconsider what having kids would actually be like. Let's put down "Not sure yet". Yeah...

Okay! I think that's everything. Ready to get some matches!