Effortless

It's amazing how easy it is to get laid these days. No commitments, no names even, just plain carnal pleasure. Effortless.

An online profile with the right picture, the perfect tagline that reads:

"No strings attached. No to money-boys, bottom goddesses, demigods and freaks. Drop me a line, let's hook up."

And I am guaranteed a good number of interested applicants at any given day.

Simple and discreet glances, even while walking, present opportunities for alternative activities, as well.

"1... 2... 3..."

Head turn. Smile.

"Hi..."

And my little black book gets another mark (or two... or three...).

More recently, at the gym, people somehow take notice. Probably there's a secret announcement posted somewhere that Tristan is single and ready to mingle (and jingle). It's either that or the announcement reads that I am super easy (excuse me...). I have been getting lame lines such as:

"Tapos ka na mag-work out? Hi I'm..."

or

"Kanina ka pa? Spot kita..."

or

"Tristan... ang sarap mo."

Amazing, isn't it? Sometimes I wonder, how did I ever get so hot?

Most of the time, I don't even have to do anything. I just sit quietly by my own little office window corner, business as usual, and my phone would beep:

"Hi Tristan, free tonight?"

To which I would reply:

"Bakit, magaling ka ba?"

Or

"Hi Tristan, may place ka?"

And I would reply:

"Yes, what time are you coming?"

At one time:

"May kasama ako, okay lang?"

And I would reply:

"Make sure he's good."

These days, I don't really try to question why things happen anymore. Change is totally overrated so why bother?

"And yes, this is me, being slightly bad."