Dereliction of Booty?

I'm weighing up this evenings options. 


I can call my (s)ex, but at the same time I don't want to cause myself more trouble than it's worth.


Or I can stay home and watch porn.


I know sex for two is so much more fun but the allure of a night with my vibrators and some peace is so powerful.


I know traditionally single-and-horny's frequent bars, looking for someone drunk enough to smear their lipstick and jizz on their panties before passing out, but drunk fucks with strangers are rarely enjoyable. They always lack the dedication and stamina I look for in a partner. Those first moments of anticipation, of alluring naughtiness, and the threat of impending next-morning-guilt while hunting for your panties as you kiss a perfect stranger never compare to the depressing morning after. 


As it is I'm a well documented post-coitus-bailer, I barely like to cuddle with people I love. When I don't love them, I tend to just get dressed and go. On the few occasions when I've stayed the night with someone I don't care about, the next morning while I get dressed, tidy my messed hair and make up and hunt for any excuse to get out makes me resent them and pray I never even have to speak to them again.


The reaction to dressing immediately after sex and leaving is usually one of hurt confusion. I'm sure women hate it, but guys hate it too. They all THINK that they'd be ok with it, but when the girl can't give an explanation about why she doesn't want to stay and just leaves it makes them paranoid it was them. And every precious minute I spend standing there persuading them it wasn't them, I get less persuasive because each precious minute makes it a little less true. It becomes the neurosis that makes sure I never ever go back.


I think it's self defence though - if you stay, if you spend time pretending you give a fuck about people you don't, you end up actually giving a fuck. Why stay and cuddle if you think it's stupid? To make someone you don't care about happy? 


For those reasons, I despise having sex at my place. You feel so pressured as the hostess to offer them water, to let them sleep if they're "exhausted" as so many men claim to be after sex (I think of them as "lodgers" when they go "Oh I'm soooooooo tired *yawn*"). How do you tell a lodger that they've overstayed? Look, your penis was great, but you should take it and get the fuck out.


Just me?