Don't hate the player hate the game

Post break up with Paul, it was fair to say I made up for lost time. I tried to do this in the most sophisticated and ladylike way of course...this is possible.

First I think there was a medical student who asked if he could practice taking blood from me on our second date. Was he being serious or was this some kind of s+m practice I wasn't aware of? I knew that the bottle of bolli on the 1st date was a decoy.

Then there was big Tom - big because he was tall, not because of his manhood.. so I was told. Tom had a charm about him that reminded me of Hugh Grant - very southern, very polo, very much wanted by quite a lot of other girls. Tom was a player, and that was fine by me - his girlfriend wasn't so keen on this though. ouch. He was obviously quite keen to cross the line for a good few years then got caught out. A message on facebook arrived in my inbox before xmas. 16 other girls, including his girlfriend, were cc'd in as well:

"sorry"

"As some of you may know I have been unfaithful to my girlfriend Tess for some time now. I have hurt and upset her, and I just want her to know how sorry I am."

Oh Tom! I did feel bad for him, but the only response I had was the timeless "don't hate the player hate the game"

At the same time as liasons with Tom I had also been seeing elliott who was just lovely, but a bit too inexperienced with and I think I would have ended up being more like a mother figure too. I didn't realise that eliott and tom were on the same course at uni....and it was only at a rugby match that tom had invited me to, (an opportunity to see him in shorts couldn't go a miss) that I spotted eliott in the clubhouse. LUCKILY, Tom was on the pitch, so I didn't have to deal with the awkwardness of explaining myself to 2 guys, in fornt of each other.

Eliott was drunk - " Anna did you come here to see me?! "
me - "babe of course I came here to see you, some of the girls are watching the lads outside but I saw u and thought I'd come and say hi -I see you're having such a good time with the lads, I'm gona have a little look at the score outside then we'll catch up later in the week."

I didn't give him a chance to reply, quick kiss on the cheek, pinch of the bum and scootle outside to find some females I could pretend were my friends. (thinking back, hope none of them were Toms gf Tess and I had mentioned anything, that would have been awkward!)

Had a good oggle at Tom in shorts, quick message to him "seeing you in shorts was all too much for me so had to go home and have an early bath... ;)"

As gordon ramsey would say...salt, pepper done.

tom, eliott, done.