So a friend played squash sometimes, because people seem to get into weird sports at uni and then keep doing them, I guess. This guy played squash, and was into it, and we were talking once and I said I never had, so he said he could show me if I wanted, so I said yep, okay. And a bit later we did.
I was awful, obviously. Like not only had I never tried squash specifically before, I've never played any kind of sport with basically hitting a little ball with a stick. So I didn't do well. But he was nice about it so never mind.
We ran around and got sweaty, and then I wanted him because sweaty.
I should have thought of that, but I didn't.
I kind of have a habit of exercising with people and then wanting to fuck them. Um, seriously. I'm susceptible to sweaty, okay?
So anyways, that happened. I got wet for him.
And also, to be clear, in case you haven't done squash, because it's kind of a weird sport, squash is like tennis but where you have a little bouncy rubber ball and you play inside a room rather than outside. So tennis, but where you hit the ball off the walls too, bouncing it off the wall in front of you, so you both have to kind of run backward and forwards past each other to take turns hitting it. Inside these closed rooms, because of how you use the walls to play.
Closed rooms with only a little window in the door.
Which are very private.
Which I'm kind of noticing, as I'm running past him. The privateness of it all. And I'm kind of noticing the sweaty too.