Despite my initial repulsion by "He," I ended up seeing him again. "Why," you ask? Because of my mother. The poor woman wants me to be happy (& grandchildren). So, when she advised me that I should give "He" another chance, even after I told her he wasn't Christian or white, coming from my mother, that's real desperation. Besides, a number of my friends didn't like their husbands at first either, maybe they sort of grow on you, like brussel sprouts or Chinese food.
So, "He" & I met for an afternoon stroll in GGP. I was late, oops, and he was antsy, but eventually we were on our way. It was nice, the conversation and the silly flirting. I even let him buy me a coke (GASP, I know;) But then the time came for the walk home and I was spent. It is hard work getting to know someone! And this being an unusually warm San Francisco day, I was wearing a sundress (sans tights, that never happens!), but my date was wearing a dark, long sleeved shirt so when he attempted to put his arm around me, it was too hot and I shied away. Plus, I have huge "birthing" hips, so walking that way doesn't really work for me anyway. Second attempt, "Look," I said, "It is hot today." To which "He" giggled. Then, the time came to say good-bye and "He" was standing a little too close. "My God," I thought, "He's going to try to kiss me! Even after I shot down the cuddling, walky thingy!" So, I decided to cut him off at the pass (or take him out at the knees, which ever saying applies here...) and English being his third language, I had to dumb it down - a lot. "Look, I'm pretty," I say. "And guys wanna sleep with me, but I'm not into that...I've enjoyed (some) of our chats, but I'm not going to kiss you today or any day soon." Verbal Smack. And again, "He" giggled...stating he loves my independence and my honesty and tried to set up a lunch date for the following week. "Sorry," I said, "Busy week..."
So, "He" & I met for an afternoon stroll in GGP. I was late, oops, and he was antsy, but eventually we were on our way. It was nice, the conversation and the silly flirting. I even let him buy me a coke (GASP, I know;) But then the time came for the walk home and I was spent. It is hard work getting to know someone! And this being an unusually warm San Francisco day, I was wearing a sundress (sans tights, that never happens!), but my date was wearing a dark, long sleeved shirt so when he attempted to put his arm around me, it was too hot and I shied away. Plus, I have huge "birthing" hips, so walking that way doesn't really work for me anyway. Second attempt, "Look," I said, "It is hot today." To which "He" giggled. Then, the time came to say good-bye and "He" was standing a little too close. "My God," I thought, "He's going to try to kiss me! Even after I shot down the cuddling, walky thingy!" So, I decided to cut him off at the pass (or take him out at the knees, which ever saying applies here...) and English being his third language, I had to dumb it down - a lot. "Look, I'm pretty," I say. "And guys wanna sleep with me, but I'm not into that...I've enjoyed (some) of our chats, but I'm not going to kiss you today or any day soon." Verbal Smack. And again, "He" giggled...stating he loves my independence and my honesty and tried to set up a lunch date for the following week. "Sorry," I said, "Busy week..."
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