of new places, faces and phases (part 2)
so where were we? Oh yeah, so Mr. Introvert was able to find me this apartment near our old place but the catch was, I had to do major renovations on the unit. I enlisted the help of my architect friend, Jewel to design the new space and make the apartment one I could call home. I decided that I would spare no expense in making the new place a home, and so, the renovations began quickly. Our target deadline was for me to move in by the end of November, just in time for the deadline set by Mr. Introvert, since his aunt and uncle were going to stay at the Condo while visiting from the US for the holidays.
Unfortunately, the renovations took longer than expected and I could not move in by the deadline. Nonetheless, I packed and hauled my stuff to the new apartment while renovations were being made. Jewel was nice enough to offer his place as a temporary home for the one week delay. Since my only choices was to live in a hotel for a week, I chose the less costly alternative and bunked with Jewel.
Then things started getting interesting, or complicated, depending on how you look at it. You see, my exes have told me that I have the uh, tendency to be “frisky” when I’m asleep. Either my hands get all “gropey” or I unconsciously get their hands and place them inside my, uh, drawers (believe me I have no memories of any of these things happening upon waking). Since Jewel was also moving out to a new apartment, we had to share a bed. For the first two nights, I was very conscious and careful not to let anything happen. I confided in my ex, J (who happens to be Jewel’s best friend) that I was afraid that something would happen between me and Jewel.
[Okay short background on how I met Jewel. Jewel is my ex, J's best friend. When J and I became friends again, the three of us, Jewel, J and I became really close. In fact I consider them part of my extended family].
So going back, for the first two nights, I made a conscious effort to make sure that nothing would happen between me and Jewel. I actually didn’t see him that way, but I could never trust myself in bed with another guy (hahaha!). Anyway, so after the first two nights, I started to relax. It was looking like nothing was going to happen after all. Then… something did happen.
(to be continued…)
Posted on Wednesday, 18 January 2012, in it's all in the mind, the pink life and tagged dating, gay, new year, pink life. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
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