Compatability and Pretense

SLB modelled for a life art class this week. He also went for his first date with Joe – an early dinner before Joe had to jet off into the sunset. One ended with nudity. One did not. The point SLB is trying to make here is this: it is not so much what someone does or doesn't do in a relationship (be it sexual or otherwise; long-term or short) but rather their mode of intention and how they execute those intentions. Unrequited love is one thing, but it is an entirely different scenario to say, expect sex on the first date; or lead someone to believe you love them, when you don't; or to convince someone to move across the world for you only to reveal that you were sending mixed messages about the nature of the relationship and hadn't actually fallen for them at all. Hypothetically speaking.

SLB has many admirers for whom he has absolutely no attraction to, but at least he doesn't lead these poor, deluded boys to believe otherwise. There's skanky David, boring Michael, Marc (with his penchant for feet...and stalking), creepy, creepy Jamie, Brandon Flowers, the list goes on...

Aforementioned Joe (of tri-lingual fame), also plays four musical instruments, sings like an angel, has a masters degree, is 6 foot 2 and has eyes that make you forget the time of day. For perfect Joe, SLB has unlimited attraction. And although SLB goes into liaisons with most boys as passionately as if they are both his first and last love, Joe was different. Honestly. At the tube station, before he left, SLB planted a simple kiss on Joe's cheek (the sign of a true romance) and then retired for the evening, a happy boy.

The night contained a steady diet of textual intercourse (par for the course in these early stages) which had the power to advance the relationship several stages without actual interaction and SLB wonders what people ever did without it. SLB has always thought however, that people should exercise discretion when messaging and only advance the relationship one stage at a time before seeing the person in person again. Someone broaching the subject of sex via text message is an altogether vulgar and presumptuous practice quite frankly.

SLB had butterflies from the whole experience. It was funny, every time SLB fell for someone, the attraction always superceded any attraction he previously felt for the plethora of boys before. It had all got very comfortable with Joe very quickly, and SLB was keen to see where this would take him. Hopefully somewhere lush.

If this sounds like altogether familiar territory, well, SLB concedes that he may just be flailing aimlessly around the Earth until Mr Right comes along. But surely, that's all any of us are doing...