Elvis #5

13 January 2026 – So as I said, my friend recommended I see her psychic, so on the 27 November 2025, I see her, online. All she has is my birth date & name. Of course after a ‘break up’ if you can call what I had with Obsidian a break up, I just stopped trying & of course he doesn’t even try so it just fizzled out but because she sent me a recording of the reading, I had it transcribed because I prefer to read it, & something she mentioned in her reading was:

then also later in the reading:

Fuck, she got a lot of that right, but I can’t for me to let go of Obsidian & meet pentacles or cups!! When she talked about these new guys, she has the biggest smile & she does a little shiver too when she explains it…

So when I see on my snapchat that ‘Elvis is typing…’ & it goes on a for a while, I just think it was an accident, but it wasn’t an accident, he sends a message “I had a critter cling onto my car from my yard all the way to my site in town today and it made me think of you haha I was so proud of it. Would have snapchatted an action shot for ya but ya know… phones and cars and cops etc lol.” (the critter was what my nickname is.)

So as a bit of background, Elvis had met the chick not long after we stopped seeing each other – not that we saw each other that much, maybe like four times, I had also just met Obsidian. Elvis & his Mrs had met & built a house, that was about the extent of the info I had about them. Every now & then we would respond to each other Snapchat stories, nothing terribly exciting & the chat might go back & forth for a few messages but we didn’t consistently chat over the years & we’ve been friends on snapchat since March 2023 ( we were friends before but I think I deleted him). When he was away for work, he would message me more, usually late at night, I think trying to get me to sext with him… I didn’t ever give him much back before he’d say something about remembering fucking me & that he needed to go to sleep & sort himself out. It was always pretty one sided.

The last major conversation we had was probably about June or July 2025 when he asked me for advice on a vibrator for him & his Mrs. They were having some issues particularly around their sex life & he wanted to mix things up a bit, so I offered my advice as neither of them had used one before, so he was looking at some & they were a little advanced – maybe even for me, the one he was going to buy one that would burn her clit off! I suggest a wand with speed settings, cordless & rechargeable. Which is what he gets & sends me a picture of it telling me it’s good. A few weeks later I think I asked how it was going with it & he didn’t reply – maybe it didn’t go as he’d hoped it would…

I reply to his message about the critter hanging on for dear life on his car, not thinking much of it, I know he has a live in girlfriend, so I say that my work is done if he sees the critter & thinks of me! To which he agrees & then sends, “How ya been anyways? Did ya get a decent Xmas break? Haven’t seen much from ya since the pagent.” I haven’t been posting much because I don’t want Obsidian to see anything, so Elvis noticing just tells me that I probably made the right decision with Obsidian because he wouldn’t even notice, he barely looks at my stories anymore anyway… I tell Elvis that I ended something late last year so I’ve been laying low, when he says “Well turns out im in a similar position, me and my Mrs were going shit pretty much all year and wanted to end things before things might have turned ugly so yeah I moved out in December and have been flat out sorting all that out. Worked through the holidays too only had the public holidays off so now really contemplating an over seas solo trip in a few months to make up for it. Why did you end yours?” Oh fuck… He’s single?! While I don’t want to have sex with anyone else & haven’t since I last fucked Obsidian in September 2026, the psychic reading comes to mind here, she said that in February there will be a fun young guy & I’ll  have a some fun with him, she even laughed & sort of squirmed in her chair as she said it… Could this be the rebound?

Anyway, thinking of the blog, I decide to copy & paste the conversation with Elvis for future blog posts, because we’re chatting a lot more back & forth than I was expecting. Mainly about our exs but it’s a few messages everyday. So I think, in case it does become something that the psychic was squirming about, which would seemingly be something blog readers would want to hear about, I copy & paste our chats to start writing about it… This is how I found the message from Obsidian at Christmas!

Back when Elvis & I caught up, years before, we had good sex, he was good at foreplay, he’s cute & I got along with him enough to feel comfortable with him, he isn’t looking for anything, wanting to focus on himself. I am certainly not looking for anything at all & if I am honest, the thought of having sex with someone else right now, kills me. No matter what happens with Elvis, I genuinely don’t want anyone else… I don’t want to get undressed for a new person all over again!

Undressed – Sombr

You had a dream, you wanted better
You were sick of all the holes in your sweater
You looked to me and wondered whether
I was the lamppost to which you were tethered
I’m lookin’ at you, and you’re lookin’ at me
But the glimmer in your eyes is sayin’ you wanna leave
You say you don’t mean what you’re sayin’ to me
But the glimmer in your eyes is telling me other things
I don’t wanna get undressed
For a new person all over again
I don’t wanna kiss someone else’s neck
And have to pretend it’s yours instead
I took the train to see my mother
I look across the track to see you with another
There’s nothin’ worse than seein’ your lover
Moving on while you still suffer
I’m lookin’ at you, and you’re lookin’ at me
But the glimmer in your eyes is sayin’ you wanna leave
You say you don’t mean what you’re sayin’ to me
But the glimmer in your eyes is tellin’ me other things
I don’t wanna get undressed
For a new person all over again
I don’t wanna kiss someone else’s neck
And have to pretend it’s yours instead
And I don’t wanna learn another scent
I don’t want the children of another man
To have the eyes of the girl that I won’t forget
I won’t forget
I don’t wanna get undressed
For a new person all over again
I don’t wanna kiss someone else’s neck
And have to pretend it’s yours instead
I don’t wanna get undressed
For a new person all over again

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Shane Boose

Well it turns out that when I tell Elvis that I am not looking for anything or even sure if I can be with another man, he agrees that he needs to focus on himself, then we pretty much stop talking. I mean there is the an exchange back & forth sometimes when we one of us posts a story, but the vibe definitely changes with him. He was persistent & kept the conversation going, now I just get a emoji reaction to things I have said, which ends the conversation. He says at one point that when I am ready, I can call on him to help me out. But honestly, here I am (at the time of posting) almost nine months from the last time I had sex & don’t get me wrong, I want it… But I want it with someone who only wants that from me…

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