The date that never did!

So I am hanging around my apartment totally naked hoping my razor burn will go away when I get a text message from M, he is tied up at work and will not be able to make our date but is hoping we can get together later.

I don’t quite know how I feel about that, part of me is relieved that I am not going to have to sit in a restaurant and try to make small talk with someone whom I had amazing sex with but barely know but the other part of me feels a little dejected. I try to look on the bright side and think “oh well more time for my razor burn to clear up!!”

After a couple of hours with no follow up text from M I decide to keep my original plans and go to the restaurant and eat on my own.
Halfway through eating I received a text from M that he was finally home but he needed some time to chill, he had been on the go for over 12 straight hours and just needed some time to unwind. I took that to mean he needed to take a shower and freshen up, but hell I am new to dating so what the heck do I know!!

We exchanged some lighthearted text messages with some slight sexual undertones and he then texted me “eat your food” and I took that to mean he was going in the shower…but again, what the hell do I know!!
It’s kind of boring eating on your own in a restaurant so I did not linger, as soon as I finished eating I paid my check and headed home.

Once home, a quick check on my razor burn and I was relieved to see that it had mostly faded although there was no mistaking that something had gone on down there!!
I had only just slipped off my dress and settled on my bed to read my book when I got a text from M that he was good to go and did I want him to come and meet me for a drink or did I want to head over there when I was done….So now it was decision time!!

When I started this journey one of the things that I was clear about in my own mind is that for the next 12 months what I did not want a string of nameless, faceless sexual partners. Clearly I knew that I wanted sex but I also wanted some companionship and friendship with a consistent person for the time I had left in the United States…If I chose to go to M’s house then I had to admit to myself that it was all about the sex.

Fortunately or unfortunately depending on perspective I made the decision to go to M’s house…. For sex!

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