You know how people are always saying men and women can’t be just friends. The man will always want sex. Well, in the case of Paul and me, this isn’t the case. I’m the one who wants the sex, and never in my adult life have I confessed my sexual attraction to a man with whom I have the most fun and truly enjoy being around, and not had the feelings reciprocated.
Paul replied to my confession of sexual attraction as follows…
“Okay, cool, thanks for being upfront. I’m leaving at the end of August and not planning on returning anytime soon, so I wasn’t really looking to get involved in any type of dating situation because of that. But I’ve had a great time hanging out with you and talking and eating falafel. I think we have a lot in common and I appreciate that we’ve hung out even if it’s happening at the end of our time here.
I don’t know what else to say beyond that. I’d be up for hanging out again, but if you’re not comfortable with that, I totally get it and there’s no hard feelings at all. By the way, I don’t usually make profiles and I don’t have a lot of pictures of myself…is my couch surfing profile really that boring/unfriendly? I’m going to be homeless the whole time.” !!Again with the travel planning!!
To which I replied…
“You’re very sensible and kind, Paul. I concur with all of the above.” Then I gave him some couch surfing tips.
A good guy till the end.
I never mentioned a “dating situation”, but I understand though I’m annoyed.
43 days and 3 not a dates to learn that a man can indeed be friends with me without trying to get in my pants. It’s a new world.