So I have been seeing this girl for about a month, less than 10 dates, more than 5. I haven't been counting. She was a SNL. Yesterday, I received an email from her. Here it is.. Name's changed to protect the innocent.
[QUOTE]Ok, this is not one of those, O crap, emails... this is just an FYI email... and yes, for an attorney who has no fear in the courtroom, I am a real chickenshit when it comes to relationships. blunt, but true. I do better emailing when its something of a "relationship" type issue.
so... here goes.
I told you when you met me I was sowing my wild oats. Up until right before you met me, I was pretty much dating exclusively one guy for four months, I broke it off. Even though he was a great guy, he really didn't have the same ideas about where his life was headed, and he had some issues that just made it impossible for him to ever really get close. He didn't know if he wanted to stay in WF or move back closer to his parents in Amarillo, etc. He point blank said that he never really saw himself enjoying life out in the country and he never really could spend the night comfortably with me, and I never spent the night with him. That bothered me and we tried to work on it, but it wasn't right. I'm no peach either. I'm sure my bluntness bowled him over and overwhelmed him.
Before that I dated a guy for 10 months. Although we both wanted the same things, he absolutely could not and never would be able to get his life together to accomplish those things. I am not being harsh, he really has some issues, PTSD, MS, etc, etc. We were on and off again for those ten months, breaking up about 4 times and getting back together. We spent 2-3 nights a week together, and it was comfortable. But, the reality hits you eventually that this isn't going to work long term. He wanted to get married. He was pretty much saving for an engagement ring and I knew that it was time to end it before that purchase was made.
So, long story short, while I've dated some nice guys, they either never wanted the same things I wanted, or if they wanted them, didn't have the tools or the abilities to accomplish those things. I have dated in between and have had fun.
Here's the deal. In the past, I've always been the one who brings up the subject-- where is this going? Are we dating exclusively, etc? I'm not doing that any more. If YOU decide you want to bring up that subject, its your choice. Until we have that talk, and you bring it up and YOU make the conscious decision that's what you want, I'm going to assume and going to act as if you are free to date others and vice versa. F2F in slang (free to F*$#% others.) But you need to know if you ever do make that choice to have the talk, there's certain things I expect from a steady boyfriend. One is spending the night and vice versa. Respect of course, honesty, fidelity, treat me like I treat you, etc. But you don't ever seem to have a problem with that, so that's a non issue. I can't promise I'm going to be good at pillow talk. Its a lot easier to have sex than be intimate. Think about that. Sad, but true.
Alright, enough of the serious talk. I enjoyed last night. [/QUOTE]
So after that, I responded:
[QUOTE]I prefer to communicate directly face to face about these things, but I understand your reluctance. I am concerned that you felt you had to write this and that you could not tell me directly. You will need to explain to me your decision here. More of an explanation is required than that you are a bit of a "chicken" when it comes to talking about this.
However, as you are more comfortable with this medium, I think it is probably best if I respond in kind. It's also late, and I have a feeling that you are either asleep or having amazing sex. Either way, you're unavailable and that is okay.
Allow me to be equally blunt when I talk about the direction and course of our "relationship". We have been on a handful of dates, less than 10, more than 5. I haven't been counting. I need more time to understand who you are, what you are about, and how you handle all the important things. Today, I learned how you handle difficult conversations. This is fine, but it is not my ideal.
I will not be broaching the subject of "becoming steady" as it is an illusion. There is no such thing as "steady" short of sharing a jail cell with "bubba." You are a grown woman with drives and ambitions, goals, and challenges. You will commit to someone or you will not depending on what YOU want to do at the time. No amount of me saying that I want to do something should influence that decision. This is the same for me. I will either commit or I will not depending on what I feel is right. What I will commit to, is the idea that I will try hard not to mislead you about my intentions. I expect the same courtesy from you. In short, and in my opinion, this should happen organically without it having to be decided.
The topic of being free to fuck is also a communications issue. My position on this is as follows. The unfortunate reality of sex is that I have sex with everyone you have sex with, and vice versa. I will not have sexual relations with you if I perceive you to be riding the cock carousel. I don't perceive that to be the case currently, hence our current intimacy, but my perceptions could be wrong. Simply put, I don't know anything about anyone your being intimate with and don't care to contract a potentially incurable disease. So if you wish to continue our intimate relationship as we learn and grow to know each other, than I will be all for that, as long as I am your only current partner. If you wish to have multiple partners, then we will need to re-evaluate that portion of our relationship. That's not to say that we can't be intimate but simply to say that intercourse will be off the table. ....and yes, I can control myself :)..
I enjoy your company a great deal and it may surprise you to know that I am not referring to the sex. You have a sharp mind, your funny, driven and sexy. I look forward to seeing you soon hotstuff.
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She called me later all pissed off that I insinuated that she was a whore. I hung up on her. This morning, she knocked on my door. Starbucks coffee in hand, and all apologetic. I drank the starbucks, and I sent her off to work with a creme filling. I hate drama!