You & Your Little Dog Too
I know, I know. I have been on a bit of a hiatus from what I promised from Day One - but I’m back and feeling a bit better. That may be a follow-up for another post, but we digress. As I mentioned, these entries are not necessarily in chronological order, but just as they come to me and what feels accessible. And today, this man feels accessible. And it may have been because he texted me and asked, “so are you just going to hit in and quit it?” Um no... But the egg doesn’t chase the sperm, now does it?
Our character of the day we will refer to as Toto. I matched with him on Tinder (I know, judge me and hop back into whatever rabbit hole you came out of) and he appeared wholesome. In this season of life, that’s what I’m hoping for. A standard man, a decent job, maybe a kid or two in his pictures (not necessarily his, but to me it says something when someone is a family man), confident but not too confident. And that’s what Toto struck me as. We talked for two solid weeks and then he asked me if I wanted to come over. This was shortly after one of my dates with Titan, but I think we all know where his story is going, so I agreed to meet Toto. I was actually visiting the Butterwood when he was initiating getting together, I was innocently driving and BAM his name pops up on my phone. Now, I don’t know about you, but if a man takes the time out of his day to call me before we meet in person - I’m sold. I know this about myself. It’s both a good and a bad soft spot, but it is what it is. He was SO nice on the phone. He wanted to know what kind of wine I wanted for dinner, if what he was making was okay, and this was all before I even agreed to come over. He also said that he could imagine things must be hard for me in a new city, alone. But that he was a “nice guy” and was “hoping for more.” I’ve now learned that the “nice guy” words are basically the equivalent for “not so nice guy.” But again, it is what it is. And I can play the game too.
So, after much groveling, I agreed to go over to his house and watch a Christmas movie and the football game. Weaknesses popping up all over the place. And not only did he do things that he KNEW I would like from my profile, he has the SWEETEST little dog that also has the same name of my childhood dog... Swoon. So, I showed up to his place and he looked somewhat similar to how he did in his profile, but maybe more tired? Old? Aged? ANYWAYS, similar but different from how I thought. Which to me is not necessarily a deal breaker, because again, I’m going for wholesome mind before body connection. He was cooking, his place smelled amazing, and his dog loved me. So I was truly in my happy place. We ate dinner, had amazing conversation, and then settled in on the couch to start up the football game. Well, my team was playing so I really didn’t want to be bothered. But, because I ALSO wanted to be cute and flirty, I humored him and cuddled up with him on the couch. And the man started rubbing my shoulders and hips... Because he knows I run and have a very stressful job, so those joints are always tight. One thing led to another and then things started to get into a motion. Now, I should also mention that in this season of life, I am looking for an older man. Not too much older, but like 5 years max. And this is where Toto fell. And the MAN that this MAN possessed. Woo! I am all down for a little biting, maybe some light choking here and there. And it’s like he read my ever loving mind. Given how things unfolded in other arenas, I told him I didn’t want to go all the way just yet. And he looked at me and said, “Oh Bunny, don’t worry, I don’t want to just fuck you.” Well... pfft fine then. So, he took the hint and got off of me and we continued to watch the game. But as I kept sitting there, I thought to myself hm... That was respectful, now he’s in probably more pain than I know, so let’s try again. And we did, and it was just as explosive as Take 1 was. I think he could sense that telling people what to do all day, and having a bit of a bend myself, that he could do with me what he wanted. And he did. Afterwards he gave me cranberry juice and water, told me I could stay if I wanted. But that felt like too much, so I excused myself and went home. He texted me here and there, but then the holidays hit.
As I mentioned earlier, I don’t chase. If someone wanted to talk to me, they could text me too. So, we half talked in-between then and today. My parents came up this weekend and he asked me to come over to watch football, but I declined. Then today he wanted to know what I was doing when I was making dinner. And then out of no where, “so are you just going to hit it and quit it?” And I simply responded with, “I was wondering the same about you?” I’m not dumb. I know how men operate and he just wants to bone. If you’re a man and you’re reading this, show women that you respect their time. Even if it is circled around the boning. Women have needs too, but it’s not a good look. And ladies, even if the little dog is adorable and the man appears as though he checks the boxes; remember, actions speak louder than words.
May we all continue to kiss frogs to find our prince.
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