As expected, OG called.
I told him I was ill. Which is unfortunately still true; I can hardly breathe through my nose, which would only complicate the matter...
This is really upsetting. I guess experts would say that this is typical feminine behaviour: now I've said no, I really wish I'd said yes...
If anyone out there knows of a magic cure to a real bad case of flu, please let yourself known!
So yes, I've decided (if I'm miraculously healed by tonight) to sleep with OG at least one more time before things get more serious with French Guy. Let's call it a way to take the pressure off!
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