Erin's at the library, on the computer, and she's thinking about her life. Erin was once at a place where she could tell you that everything that she had going on was in need of change. However, not so much so tonight. Perhaps this is because she's tweaking. Meth has this marvelous little ability to make Erin happy, and she hopes that it does so for all unauthorized users. Even though she's been stood up, even though her main man wasn't out and about tonight, Erin feels okay. One might even say good. She'd have to say that the meth is responsible.
Erin is in a semi-state of confusion over two guys. She doesn't know which one to pick, or even if a choice is in need of being made. She isn't a hundred percent certain that either one of them really wants to even choose her. Erin's roommate may be at least partially responsible for this current state, and for this Erin will kill her, or at least move out on Friday.
Erin thinks about this and she smiles. Her own room - she's already planned out how to decorate. Nothing will go wrong. Nothing can go wrong. The rent has already been mostly paid. The date for moving is set. An offer this sweet could never be refused. Erin will be able to have sex in her own house. That is, if she ever has sex again.
Erin's problem goes like this - not too long ago Erin decided that she would most likely go gay, this being due to the fact that she doesn't get upset over women, she never has. Even at the hieght of passionately disturbing events with one of her girls, she has never wanted to kill any of them, and no matter how bad the sex with a chick may be, for Erin, she's still okay with it. There were no penises involved so she doesn't have to get upset. Not so with guys. She's only enjoyed sex thoroughly with three men, and of those three, only one remains - Garret.
Erin didn't think Garret would ever be an issue again. Yet, somehow he has managed to twinkle his little gothic toes back into her life, thus screwing up the entire gay thing, what with his lingering stares, his cute little attempts to engage her in physical combat, his ambivalence about her fingers wrapped around his nipple. All of this has Erin feeling really excited, hopefully not in vain.
Then Garret leaves town for two weeks. Erin's fine, except for the fact that she misses him tremendously and her roommate's giving her hell every day since he left, but then in stroles some guy named Patrick. Patrick didn't exactly strole so much as an enthusiastic co-worker decides to throw him at her. Erin is determined to resist his charms until they actually meet. He takes off his shirt and it is love at first sight. Erin's a sucker for any man that she's attracted to and still doesn't hate.
So here we have Erin, riding around in Patrick's car, listening to him talk, feeling that maybe her and Garret aren't as together as she may have advertised, and every time that she looks at Patrick she wants to kiss him - or he can kiss her... and then they can both throw themselves onto the nearest bed, and well, Erin has to nix any plans she might have made for convincing Garret to live with her in the near future.
Then Erin makes the fatal mistake of calling her roommate, to avoid drama ironically enough, and the evening ends miserably with screams from everyone and Patrick going home pissed with the intention to possibly never see either of them again.
Erin talks to him on the phone the next day and it doesn�t go well. The plans they made to hook up on Wednesday are cancelled, by him, without any further explanation. Erin begins to think that maybe it�s a little soon to go tossing out Garret just right now. She thinks that maybe Patrick doesn�t want her anymore, hell, maybe he never did and he was just being nice. But then why touch her in the car? Why say he�s going to call her on Friday when she gives him the royal kiss off? Why should Erin even care if he�s gonna be an ass and cancel on her at the last goddamn minute?
Where the hell is Garret? Erin needs to chill and just stop thinking about men for a while. Let them come to her. Erin doesn�t even cum for boys anyway, so it�s not like they should be such a big goddamn deal.