I had my first legitimate one night stand last night. It's surprisingly common, considering how one generation ago, such a thing would be borderline scandalous (though it did happen). Even with the hippies and their concept of free love, there was an understanding, to a certain extent, that the two parties would make some sort of effort to interact with one another in the not-too-distant future. Now, people think nothing of jumping into bed with someone that they barely know, someone that they have very little intention of ever seeing again.
Not that I'm slamming one night stands, in fact it's a nice change from the trouble of a relationship. No demands, no restrictions, just satisfying a craving, like eating your favorite food at a restaurant. Do you need it? No, but you want it and you're not stuck with surplus once you get your fill, like you would if you had bought all of the ingredients to make it. It also lets you be as fucking self-centered as you want because you don't have to care about the other person's feelings after the deed is done and you don't have to get to know them and pretend to care about them if you don't want to.
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