Mar 252017

Last night finally went as planned with George. It almost didn’t. George has a way of doing things that negate anyone from being attracted to him.

Last night was no different.

But finally.. we got together.

The other day I wrote that “I get the distinct feeling that being loved by him is not something you forget easily.”

Yeah. Sex with him was a lot like making love. It was sweet and caring. He mentioned several times how he didn’t want to disappoint me. Logistics problems prohibited actual intercourse, but that didn’t seem to matter.

Despite his shortness, our bodies fit together very well, and we spent a good portion of the time cuddled. I really like the smell of him.

His cuddling is very energetic. He doesn’t relax. He’s always going.

I was very clear with him for weeks that I wasn’t ready to settle down. That there were things I wanted to try and explore.

And at the end of the night, despite my clear desire to set up a date to see him again..

He told me to go explore and do my thing, and he refused to even discuss seeing me again.

Maybe I’ll see him again.. maybe I wont. The not knowing though.. that hurts.

I like him way more than I expected to. Way more.

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