Well, the man from the last post…it seems that he was very responsive to what I wrote him. In fact he said he said that he enjoys going home every day from work because he knows that there will be a message from me.

So now I guess I’m going to have to give him a name. I guess at this point it will be Mr. Compton. No, he’s not from Compton but there is a joke about where he is from and it involves Spokompton….that’s all I’ll say at this moment.

But the serious message I left; he did respond very well to it. And he met up with me and a few of my friends at Goaty’s this evening. And it went swimmingly. Albeit he didn’t have a lot to say because we were talking about the stuff that we always talk about, but he was laughing and was having a good time. (I did sit with him solely and talk with him a bit to make sure that he was comfortable with my friends and having a good time. And we shared a fabulous sandwich!) Seemed like we were both having a good time!

But I have to add a step in the evening.

Before Mr. Compton got there one of his friends showed up wasted and started talking about me and Mr. Compton’s personal doings….I’m sure I don’t have to say exactly what I’m talking about.

And it really hurt my feelings that he would kiss and tell. I haven’t even told my best friend what has happened between the two of us. And here I am getting railed about it right in public, and not quietly at that. It really hurt my feelings.

So at our last meeting of the evening I told him how I felt about the situation. And he was embarassed and a little mad that his friend would confront me like that. He said, and I quote, “You know, it was like locker room talk.”

Whatever. He didn’t think that it would be publicly regurgitated for people to wonder about. And really I’m sure that nobody took what this man had to say as truth because everybody knew he was wasted. But it hurt me.

But he did handle it very well and said that he would have a talk with his friend about talking about shit and I stressed to him that what is between us is between us. He agreed. But he also did say that it was obvious that something had happened. His friends could tell. So he couldn’t NOT tell SOMETHING…..

But I think I’ve gotten it through to him that whatever happens between the two of us is going to be between the two of us and that I’m not to be fucked with. This is serious. I’m not going to play it like I have my past relationships. If he wants me, he’s going to have to show it. And I’ll show it back. He knows I’m into him so it’s up to him.

So tonight when I got home I sent him a message (since he said that he looks forward to messages from me, I can totally indulge him on that). This is what I sent:

Hey! Thanks for hanging out with me and my friends tonight. That means a lot…I don’t bring boys around them EVER and they seemed to like you! And thanks for understanding my weird message that I wrote last night…you’ll get to know that I am who I am and it would take mountains to move me. But a little understanding and patience goes a long way with me. Also, thank you for being so gracious with my feelings about the ‘talk’ going on about us. You handled it very well and I respect you so much more for what you said. I’m just really not a talker when it comes to certain things…I’m sure you understand?

You are a good man. I can see that. This could be the start of something really good. I hope you had a good day at work (I’m assuming you’ll read this when you get home on Friday) and I hope to hear from you soon!

xoxo

A

I do like this guy and I’m trying to weed out the possible problems that might arise. Is that bad of me? Or just plain smart?