Part 1 can be found here.
Even though The Boyfriend and I had spent countless hours talking on the phone, the idea of holding hands or cuddling on our first date made me feel more than a bit uneasy. I am well aware that most normal people would not be unnerved by this, but, as my significant other has already attested, I am not normal.
With regards to closeness (emotional and physical), I tend to move at a much slower pace than the rest of society. Before I can display even the slightest intimate gesture, I need time to get to know a person. And when the potential object of my affection lives in another state, I also need time to acclimate to their physical presence. Unfortunately, it wasn't until The Boyfriend's first visit that I started to understand this about myself.
Our very first date was a simple one - dinner and a movie - made simpler by me choosing to cook the meal and opting to watch a video rather than go to a theatre. After a bedazzling display of culinary skill, we settled in to watch one of The Boyfriend's favorite independent movies.
We had talked about this moment before the visit and we both expressed a desire to cuddle on the couch while we watched the movie. Even though my brain had agreed to this and my mouth uttered concordance, when the time finally came, my body decided to resist any attempts at physical intimacy.
After placing the video in the VCR, I scoped out a place on the couch. I decided on a spot right next to The Boyfriend, a spot that was closer to him than I had been all day. After sitting down, The Boyfriend tried to initiate the cuddle portion of the evening by putting his arm around me. I immediately felt myself tense up. I tried to maintain a calm and cool exterior but on the inside I was freaking out.
(To be continued)
10 comments:
That's a tough one. I'd probably be like you and really cautious. But one can never tell without having been in the exact same position. (Heck, I've been with the same guy since '76!)Maybe that'd change in a fast hurry though if there was lots of chemistry.
Time to release your inner slut. Having multiple personalities has its advantages.
What was the movie?
CP, my inner slut is very shy but once you coax her out, she can hardly be contained.
The movie was a Gina Gershon/Billy Zane flick called This World, Then the Fireworks. To be honest, I don't remember much of the plot because I was too busy freaking out but I do remember that there was incest involved.
B R E A T H E....
I know it isn't easy...
Take it slow it's your right but accept it... relish it... let it wash over you.. it's so worth it that first kiss that holding of the hands the romance of it all...
Crossing fingers for you!
M
PS>>>
BE SAFE!
Waiting with bated breath!!
This is a GREAT STORY!!!
Reminds me of that song "I gotcha" by...om...Daddy Dewdrops?
Someone help me here...
We have a winner!JOE TEX!
"You made me a promise
And you're gonna stick to it
You shouldn't have promised
If you weren't gonna do it
You saw me and ran in another direction
I'll teach you to play with my affection
Now, give it here
You never should've promised to me
Give it here
Don't hold back, now
Give it here
Don't say nothin', just give it here
Come on, give it here, uh
Give it here, uh
Give it here
Give it here
Give it to me, now
Good God
Hey
I gotcha
Shouldn't made a promise to me
I gotcha
You never should've promised to me, gotcha
Give it on, here
I gotcha
You thought you got away from me, didn't ya
But girl, I gotcha
Ha-ha-ha
Oh, I gotcha
Give it on up, I gotcha
Give it on here, I gotcha
You tried to sneak by me, now didn't ya
Ha-ha
I gotcha
Oh, I gotcha
Sorry, I just couldn't help it Grizz!
I can sympathize with you on this one. When greeting friends and family, I do not like to hug and/or kiss when greeting. A simple handshake will suffice.
Boy, your blog has it all Grizzbabe, even a Joe Tex reference! Now that's old school.
And I can't wait to hear how you got from this point to calling this fella The Boyfriend!
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