As mentioned here, Lucy brought home a new friend and we’ve decided to keep her.
We had our Awkward Chat last night, and it went very well*. We’ve decided to go with a triad rather than a V. There was much poking and prodding from me to be damn sure that that’s what Ethel actually wants, as she and I don’t really know each other yet.
Which brings me to my next point. Ethel and I both get to experience a very quick ramp-up of NRE in a situation that will be as close to casual sex as I’ve ever experienced. I’m already feeling (obviously) a good amount of that now, and we haven’t even kissed. Obviously she’s already been swimming in the stuff, so she won’t see nearly as much increase in proportional terms. The slope of that graph promises to be an interesting one for me. The last time this happened the buildup was much different, much more like the typical quasi-spontaneous unicorn scenario.
Seeing them both out the door this morning was… interesting. I realized later that I had felt a bit guilty when I put my arm around Ethel’s waist while we were standing in the kitchen, and hugging her as she left. I believe it’s residual cultural programming that will fall away. I imagine it will be much easier to relax about it all once there’s a slight bit less sexual tension in the air. She slept in the guest bedroom last night, as it was an early morning for us grownups. Tonight, however, involves no Awkward Chat** to get through first, and none of us have any early morning commitments tomorrow. And hey hey, what do you know, there’s clean sheets on our bed, too.
*Too well, almost?
**I do intend to discuss the previous footnote a bit further before it all goes silly this evening.
We had our Awkward Chat last night, and it went very well*. We’ve decided to go with a triad rather than a V. There was much poking and prodding from me to be damn sure that that’s what Ethel actually wants, as she and I don’t really know each other yet.
Which brings me to my next point. Ethel and I both get to experience a very quick ramp-up of NRE in a situation that will be as close to casual sex as I’ve ever experienced. I’m already feeling (obviously) a good amount of that now, and we haven’t even kissed. Obviously she’s already been swimming in the stuff, so she won’t see nearly as much increase in proportional terms. The slope of that graph promises to be an interesting one for me. The last time this happened the buildup was much different, much more like the typical quasi-spontaneous unicorn scenario.
Seeing them both out the door this morning was… interesting. I realized later that I had felt a bit guilty when I put my arm around Ethel’s waist while we were standing in the kitchen, and hugging her as she left. I believe it’s residual cultural programming that will fall away. I imagine it will be much easier to relax about it all once there’s a slight bit less sexual tension in the air. She slept in the guest bedroom last night, as it was an early morning for us grownups. Tonight, however, involves no Awkward Chat** to get through first, and none of us have any early morning commitments tomorrow. And hey hey, what do you know, there’s clean sheets on our bed, too.
*Too well, almost?
**I do intend to discuss the previous footnote a bit further before it all goes silly this evening.