Another run on a very grey Monday. I don’t think I even saw the sun today, and it didn’t feel like the time to show up in a new dress.

Tomorrow I’m at the start-up, though. I’m already excited about what I could wear.

No nude neighbours today, but I did go for a run this morning. I spent most of the afternoon going through old clothes to either throw away or take to a charity shop. I was feeling quite horny by the evening so I did something very weird: I found some erotic stories on the Internet and sort of “played out” the various states of undress as I read them. Yeah, it’s pretty freaky when I write it down, but it did the trick.

Today is dress-buying day. I don’t have many dresses and that needs to change.

I knew I’d be trying things on all day so I put on a plain top and a skirt with elasticated waist, but I couldn’t believe it when I looked out of the front window this morning. You remember the neighbour that I thought I saw nude at the back of his sitting room? This time it was his partner, who’s only mid or late twenties, completely naked and rifling through a clothes drawer in their front room. I could see right in, and she didn’t seem to care! It’s taken me months to get to the stage of going to buy a dress and here I am surrounded by nude neighbours!

Anyway, it was on my mind when I went shopping. And quite intense shopping it was. I’d take three of four dresses into the changing room, drop my skirt and top and slip each one over my head/up my body as appropriate. It was quite a thrill to feel each different material slide across my skin.

Let’s just say that I have a collection to work through now, though. And a credit card debt to pay off. No more shopping until next year I think.

I spotted Matthew going out to lunch today so I intercepted him. He was only going for a sandwich but it gave me the opportunity to fiddle with my collar and distract him while the delicatessen made it. I asked him if he was coming out after work and he said he might because his girlfriend’s away. I wasn’t sure if that was an opening to something else or not, but if so then I’m not interested.

Ha came along to the pub and said something about how I was really hitting it off with Matthew and was there anything there. I told her about meeting his fiancée and the wedding and she seemed totally taken aback that we were “just friends”. She told me that she had a male friend like that that she’d known for years and they told each other everything. I sometimes wonder if that’s really true – that neither person wants something else – but I suppose it depends how long they’ve been like that.

Oh yeah: and I ran this morning. It’s just what I do now.

It was breezy today so I went for trousers and a sweater, but I took full advantage by going to talk to Matthew and letting it conveniently slide off my shoulder. If that didn’t tell him I was braless underneath then nothing would.

As if he had to make sure I got the message he told me that they’d set a date for the wedding (next June) and I nodded. Somehow we’ve reached some kind of agreement where he’s okay with me flirting with him as long as I’m okay with not getting a response. It’s fun.