I have never Sexted anyone. I guess it could be because i’m a bit on the conservative side or something, but I like to put it down to never having a solid boyfriend.

I do know people who have regular sext with people they’ve picked up at the bar. One of my friends from high school went home at Christmas and met this guy at a bar. The next time she went out they hooked up. Christmas vacation over, she went back to school in another city, leaving this one night stand in boringville. Except she never quite got away from him. The two of them send each other sexy texts whenever one of them wants a little thrill.

Back home for Easter, my friend and I went out.
“Where should we go?” I ask her as we’re getting the bill at shitty bar number one.
“Let me find out.” and she’s on her phone typing away to this guy.
“It’s all about keeping yourself connected” she tells me with a smile.
Right. Connected.

So we find him at a New Orleans style bar where he and two other guys are entertaining a bunch of ladies. He comes over and chats with us. The two of them exchange empty pleasantries and I feel vaguely awkward  and sort of on-the-spot, like I have to perform the wing-woman role. Finally, he leaves and I ask her if they will meet later in the night.
“Ha! No. There’s no way i’m hooking up with him again” my friend tells me.

I wondered why she would waste her time communicating with someone she is clearly not interested in. Light entertainment, a nice rush, the pleasure of knowing someone is thinking sexty thoughts about you. I guess I get it. My phone bill would never support such a habit, though.

Annik