Diary of (a) John
01/31/2002
Now what was I gonna talk about again? Oh yeah, the rules (sorry, rough night).
Obviously in order to keep some kind of sanity in an arrangement like ours, some rules are required. There are not that many, but they are enforced by penalty of death by tickling.
1. No jealousy
Hey, I am living in an apartment with 4 cute bargirls, and even though we are like family, we are not really. So, things happen. People get urges every now and then. Anyway, sure you guys know what I mean.
Luckily the girls all understand that while I love them as sisters, I would not marry any of them. The sex we have is out of lust, not love.
2. Visitors
The girls are not allowed to bring in any guys. I don't care if he really is her brother, or even her dad. No guys in the house that I don't know. Period.
As far as I know, none of the girls has a real boyfriend, so it doesn't bother them that much. They are a bit on my case every now and then, since I do bring in girls from time to time. I know I can eat at home, but that does get boring, so I like eating out every now and then.
3. No drugs
This, as far as I am concerned, is a no brainer.
4. The girls clean.
I am a guy, there are 4 women in the house. Ergo, I don't clean.
And that's it basically. As I said not that many rules, and not even that strange. There are of course some more understandings between the five of us, but I'll explain them when they come up.
Fon and a friend just walked in with a shitload of food, so I'll talk to you guys later.
John