Last night, after much internal deliberation, I decided that it was high time I figured out what the hell is going on between Mr. G-Spot and I. I couldn’t stand the fact that I was so riddled with guilt over making new male friends that it was actually making me physically ill. But how does one start this conversation, so randomly and out of the blue? By throwing the ball in his court, that’s how!
About 10 o’clock last night, I mustered up the courage to text Mr G-spot with the following:
“Hey babe 🙂 hope you had a good day. When you get a chance can you text or call me? Got a couple ?s” 45 minutes later, my phone rang. It was Mr G-spot calling to find out what these questions were that I had. “What’s up” he asked. “OK, so you know that I’m soooo not that girl that’s going to bombard you with the ‘what is this and where are we going’ questions right?” I started, palms sweating. “Riiiight” he slowly answers. “I just want to see if we are on the same page soooo…… I’m wondering…..have you been dating anyone else other than me? Or pursuing anyone else? Or sleeping with anyone else?” OK I just became the girl who bombards him with relationship questions but, was this a relationship? Oh well, what’s done is done right? I already put it out there. “I haven’t been seeing anyone, pursuing anyone or sleeping with anyone else, nor do I want to.” Phew! I instantly felt relieved and a slight twinge of guilt all at once. “The only reason I’m asking is because, well…I pulled down my online profiles and…” he cuts me off with ” Wait, is this because I put my profile back up while I was sick? Listen, there’s only so much internet porn a guy can look at over the course of a week and a half” he chuckled. “No, no, no, not at all” I replied, completely unaware that he had put his profile back up and now I was slightly confused. “I was asking because…OK this is going to sound weird but I’m going to tell you anyway because we’ve been honest with each other so far so why not, right?” I continued. ” I’m asking because I’ve been asked out a few times and I haven’t talked to or dated anyone else in the 7 weeks that I’ve been dating you because I wanted to see where this was going and I just wanted to make sure you and I were on the same page.” Screeching halt. Deep Breath. “I’m not going to tell you what to do and I’m not going to tell you not to see anyone else or to take your profiles down but at the same time I would hope that you’re not dating anyone else or seeing anyone, pursuing anyone or sleeping with anyone while we are seeing where this is going to go”
And there you have it!
Now, in Lady Land, this conversation translates to this-is-an-exclusive-dating-relationship but, apparently in guy code this was more like “I want to give you the illusion that we are mutually exclusive when really I’m still looking for the next good thing and perhaps banging someone else on the side.” (Male interpretation given to me by an ex so maybe it’s biased). This Boston single girl is going to watch the action of Mr G-Spot very carefully over the next few weeks and go from there. To me, men often talk the talk but, very few can walk the walk. Actions speak so much louder than words!