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you’re the only girl for me

We laughed together at his assertion.    It was one of the most honest expressions of closeness I’d heard then or since.

After two weeks of dating that involved lots of

  • laughter,
  • sleeplessness,
    loud singing after dark,
    passionate debating of  the relative efficacies of pychological theories,
    burning of incence, nicotene and canabis

He dumped me.

Easing the suprise with the phrase ‘you’re the only girl for me’ and  explaining that he preferred boys.   With hindsight, this explained the dearth in exchanges of bodily fluids.

20 years later. He’s still passionate, humourful, debating, smoking, prefering boys and I’m still the only girl for him.   Only now there is even  less excahniging of bodily fluids because the boy’s grown into a christian


rate wendys scribble

4 bits of lovely banter on “exclusivity”

  1. Bux writes:

    Oh dear….I have more than one of these lurking in my past too, what was lacking in bodily fluids was certainly made up for in affection and longing.




  2. kevin writes:

    At least you have the scant consolation that he was truthful. We’re not always good at that.



  3. wendy writes:

    He described it as the extreme Catholic end of Anglicanism. Technically he’s a Vicar but he likes to think of himself as a priest 🙂



  4. JamesNT writes:

    What’s that old saying? All’s fair in love and war?

    But there are some days one has to wonder….




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