Give Me Rum, Sodomy, And The Lash
Posted on April 29th, 2009 in Bucket List, Does All Her Own Stunts, Made In Ontario, Mating And Relating, Polyamory
My recent date with Kade (The Virgin) went exceptionally well. We met for breakfast in his neighbourhood, and although I could tell that he was nervous, we hit it off immediately. He looks less like K in person, to my great relief. We had coffee and bagels before driving to a nearby mall to do a little shopping.
He had requested my assistance in choosing suitable nee frames, as his current glasses sort of make him look like Harry Potter. I was happy to oblige, as I love that sort of thing. He tried on every pair that I suggested, and eventually we found a set that were flattering.
After we’d finished there he assisted me in choosing an appropriate birthday gift for a friend. The conversation was comfortable and easy, we joked around and laughed a lot, which is always a good sign.
Our business at the mall complete, we headed for a park nearby, as it was a gorgeous day and I suggested we spend some time outdoors. Unfortunately a road on our way was closed, and while we were looking for an alternate route, I got lost and so we just ended up driving around, talking and sharing stories.
He doesn’t come across as anxious, except perhaps when he talks about his anxiety. It’s clear to me that he doesn’t want to allow his fear to control his life. Even though he didn’t show it outwardly, I knew that our date was a stretch for him, but he handled it as though it was any old first date.
When it was time for me to go, I dropped him off, and we hugged goodbye. As he pulled back, he sort of hesitated and then asked if he could kiss me. Naturally I said yes, and he kissed me briefly before we hugged again and I bade him a good afternoon.
Since then we’ve talked daily, and it’s beginning to feel as though we’ve known each other for years. He’s very sweet, always so thoughtful and complimentary. I enjoy our conversations very much.
We have plans to hang out and watch movies at his place on Sunday, and I’m really looking forward to seeing him again. I have to admit that I’m enjoying the slower and more ‘natural’ progression of this relationship. In so many ways having sex early on serves to complicate relationships, or even ruin it before it gets off the ground. I feel like I’m in high school again, and I love it
As an aside, I hope you’ll forgive the lack of posting here lately. I’ve been falling in love with yet another young male, although he’s of the furry 4-legged variety. After SEVEN long years of yearning for a dog of my own, Jack finally gave his blessing, and we adopted a greyhound on Sunday.
517. Get a family dog
Unfortunately we don’t get to bring him home until he’s been altered, cleaned up, and vaccinated. Even though he’s not actually here yet, I’ve been so obsessed with all things dog, I’ve had little interest in anything else for the past couple of weeks. I know I’ve pretty much bored everyone to the point of irritation with my constant talk of dogs, but I just can’t help myself. I’ve been waiting SO LONG, and finally I’m going to have a pup to spoil.
He’s an ex-racer from the US, and he’s only been at the rescue for a couple of weeks. Before you make any assumptions about the suitability of greyhounds as house pets, please read this. If you are interested in adopting a retired racing hound, I encourage you to Google greyhound rescues in your area, or , and I will point you in the right direction.
Having Jack’s parents here hasn’t helped the writing mojo either, so as they are leaving on Saturday, things should return to normal next week