I had been hanging at this bar locally and we had a sort of group that hung out together we would always go the same night it was kinda nice to see those familiar faces and feel comfortable in a surrounding with people of your own kind.  Faces would come and go some stayed and those that did I took an interest in as I felt those were the folks that cared.  One guy in particular was Jimmy he was always sniffing about and remained fairly aloof.  He took a liking to me and began to pour his heart out about his relationship with his boyfriend yadda yadda it went on and on and on. I had attempted to change the subject to ANYTHING and it always went back to his relationship.  It got old and tired real fast.  One night we had an exchange of numbers with a group of us I cannot remember the exact details but suffice to say Jimmy got my number and made several attempts in calling me, thank you caller ID.  Leaving no messages I knew he was attracted to me and I was not to him.  February 2009 he brings a group of people one of them being him (wont be using his name) He was cute thin cut bod hair was wonky looked like Jimmy from HR PuffnStuff he was fun lively flirtatious and cute... My hands were all over him.
I need to preface this by stating that I just recently ended a tumultuous 2 yr relationship with a freshly divorced hot little Italian boy who I taught many a hot lesson to.
I was not looking for a relationship at all, he was!  He hunted me....  I put him off after a call from doing lunch with a group of friends as if to parade me and say "hey, this is me'  Had I only known.
Again I delayed him till mid March and we went to dinner in the Village and went back to his place.
Laying on the living room floor like it was yesterday I could not get hard.   His reaction was, "what did you ex do to you?"   My reaction was, what are you not doing for me?   Not to be in a mean selfish way but something inside of me was not clicking with the vibe or how things were going down.  Not sure but I was a Man of 38 I should have been hard.  Either way I endured and followed a long for a period of time, meeting with his followers his enablers his "fans".   A memorable occasion was after 9 months of dating, he travelled for 5 months of that time and he and his friends rented a house up in Vermont first time with this group in that situation.   Not once did he touch me, we had a fab master bedroom suite king size bed, Jacuzzi tub... not as much as a kiss....  I was furious with him and on the ride home I fumed and he of course said not a word.  Never once admitting we might have a problem.  Pulled into my driveway and I broke up with him he blamed it on his job and said this is who I am.   I walked away for a brief period of time and in all that was happening he was in the middle of buying a house.  Soon after he did buy the house and the day he moved in I went to see.  There he is laying on the Couch while 5 other people are putting his house together, his words out of his mouth when I walked in the door were, "you have no idea"   Those words have been pelted into my ears for 15 years.
Who knows what I was thinking, but I followed him and went after him and he succumbed and when he left for his next trip, which was right after he moved in, I moved in to care for his house and his dogs and his Car.
I killed the Car, the rest all survived.  He came home as he has never seen or felt this kind of service and declared that he wanted me to move into our house.
I took my sweet ass time waited for another trip and moved in, which caused angst as he felt I waited to long and it left him doubt.   Doubt he should have had all along