Kully came round on Wednesday and hasn't gone home yet. I'm having fun but it all feels too respectable. She's a nice girl who is a bit highly strung with a serious Nescafe addiction; ten cups a day with five or six spoonfuls in each.
She does every thing at speed, cooks cleans and is a very enthusiastic lover. My only complaint is lack of personal space she's hooked onto me day and night. I am desperately trying to think of some way of ditching her that doesn't cause too much pain. Short of her catching me with someone else I can't see her leaving.
My habits are changing, we didn't go to the pub at all this weekend! We went for a meal tonight and last night we went to the pictures. She's in bed now waiting for me to finish off a report for work before I perform my conjugal duties. I not used to this level of affection and organisation. Somethings got to give.
