Gimme Some Sugar, Baby, Part III

A one night stand has done everything from completely derail me off of the straight and narrow path I was already on to simply having been another ordinary event on any other ordinary day, like a handshake or hug from an old acquaintance whose path crosses mine in the grocery store.  I've had my share of both types of encounters.

There have been those whose only purpose were means to an end, a few hours of pleasure with an otherwise complete stranger.  There was the unspoken agreement that phone numbers need not be exchanged, each party fulfilled their purpose and both were free to go their separate ways.  No damage done, cut and dry, no lifelong scarring need be inflicted.  I may not remember names or faces, but I will always remember those little hiccups, albeit pleasurable and fun (usually,) ones I've participated in on my journey through life.

Then there have been those that turned into more, that have changed and shaped me into the woman I am now.  Ones that knocked me on my ass and kept me going back for more.

To be continued...