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M and I are having a date. I’ve ordered lamb shank, and she’s ordered the butternut pasta shell thingy. I’ve had that several times at Franco’s, and I simply have to recommend it as a restaurant dish to kill for. My lamb shank is great. Her pasta is great.<\/p>\n
She’s keen to hear about my date with L earlier, so I give her some juicy details.<\/p>\n
M knows that I’m dating other women, and, for now, isn’t too worried about it. She knows that J and I are shagging, and that’s also fine for her. “As long as she knows about me,” she says.<\/p>\n
“I’ve told J that I’m shagging other women, and she’s cool with it,” I say.<\/p>\n
“Roy,” she says, “I have this horrible feeling that you’re going to break my heart.”<\/p>\n
“Why?”<\/p>\n
“I think I’m going to like you more than I should, and I’m going to fall in love with you, and it’s all going to end in tears.”<\/p>\n
“Well, let’s take things slowly,” I say.<\/p>\n
“Roy,” she says, “have you considered that this multiple dating and polyamory and shagging several girls might actually be your way of not engaging, of keeping distance, of protecting yourself?”<\/p>\n
“Yeah,” I say. “I have considered that. And I think it’s true. I think I’m very reluctant to fall in love again. Last time I fell in love was with Jacqui. And I got that totally wrong, as it turns out. And I’m still not over her. A year later.”<\/p>\n
“Tell me what went wrong between you and Jacqui,” she says.<\/p>\n
So I tell her my version of events, and as I hear myself talk, it’s like I can’t believe that Jacqui broke up with me. And I so wish she hadn’t.<\/p>\n
So right now, multiple light affections with heavy petting and other benefits is what’s working for me.<\/p>\n
The waiter arrives. “Would you like to see the dessert menu?”<\/p>\n
M and I give each other a lascivious look. “No thanks,” I say.<\/p>\n
And we pay the bill, and M and I go to my skanky li’l red sports car parked out in a dark and deserted Tyrone Avenue, and we steam the windows up and do dessert in the car.<\/p>\n