Bunk Bed

On the casual dating/sex journey, I was so honest about what I wanted with everyone that I talked to, so there was no confusion. If I invited them over, I expected to have sex with them,  which is why it surprised me slightly when a guy said ‘I want a connection with a girl before I sleep with them.’ I actually thought that’s ok, since this guy was working away in Port Pirie, sleeping in bunk beds, we chatting online every night for a little while before we swapped phone numbers.

When I invited him over one Sunday night, neither of us were free till later so he arrived at 10:30pm, we talked a bit on the couch, in the kitchen, but he made no moves what so ever to kiss me or anything. I just assumed that he didn’t feel the connection with me, even though he didn’t leave my house until 1:15am. I wondered if I had another ‘Pilot’ on my hands, too scared to make a move, yet seemed keen enough.

But the next day when I was online, so was he & he chatted to me first, asking how my days was etc. The next night the same, he initiated the conversation online & we chatted for a while, it was weird, either this guy was still working on the connection or he was the master of mixed messages.

It was probably a week later that I finally asked if he was keen to catch up again to which he said he was & was away for work this week so could do later in the week, which I said worked well as I was only free Thursday. All seemed to be going ahead for a catch up, I’d suggested a movie at my place, but by Wednesday he said he’d let me know as he had to drop his car off to get serviced.  Thursday night at 11:00pm, I log online, he’s online & he immediately starts chatting to me telling me he was going to text but didn’t because he fell asleep.

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As much as I thought he was way better looking in real life & he was the perfect guy on my stupid imaginary checklist of all the things I want in a boyfriend, I don’t speak to him again & a few days later I delete my online account, I don’t want to get tied up in bullshit of a guy I’m not supposed to like, I am on this casual dating quest not looking for a boyfriend, or in my case a boy who I want to be my boyfriend but continually stuffs me around until I am a crying mess or worse unable to get my tear ducts to work at all.

I really don’t understand how this casual sex thing is way harder than actually dating a guy, I am honest & up front about what I want, ‘something casual, maybe regular’ yet somehow I still am only having one night stands, or worse not even getting a kiss!

#IBD4U

 

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