| baileythorne ( @ 2007-10-29 13:31:00 |
dance, dance, dance...
Friday night, TangoCrush & I went to a contra dance from 8-11pm and to a tango dance from 11:30 - 2am. He danced the last tango of the evening with me and actually smiled at one point... and handed out a small bit of praise. I feel like a dog trying so hard to please her master. Sad. At least I understand what's going on. Long drive home, side trip to the grocery store, detour by my house to loan him "Firefly" (at his insistence) -- landed me home in bed at 3:30 am. Ouch. But the dancing was great!
I told him I wanted him to work with me (coaching) but I can't afford it - so I wanted to work a trade. Silly boy replied, "so is that an offer for a blow job?" My response: "No, I have sex because I want to, not because I have to." He seemed fine with that. We are going to trade labor. He has a bunch of unpacking to do... and for me it's so much easier in someone else's house. I may be trading dog sitting as well. That's a stretch for me. A sign of how much I really want to learn. I will be an excellent tango dancer one day.
Saturday I went to a dance I've never attended before called "Dance Gumbo". Many kinds of music. The dancers scored high on enthusiasm and low on technique. I called it a bust. I won't go back.
TangoCrush went to a milonga at the same location (different ballroom) and his comment was "Good thing I brought my knitting". I thought this was a figure of speech but he really had brought his knitting (black & white box stitch). We continue to learn more about each other.
We were back to his house by 11:30, at which point he asked "so, do you want to get naked?" and I replied "no". He tried to hug me and I told him to get out of the car. You can't hug anyone across an arm rest... "Stand up and hug me right". We talked about having sex. And decided not to.
He said "I'm at the point that I value your friendship and I don't want to jeopardize losing that. Most often sex creates drama that screws up friendships. I'd have slept with you the first night you gave me a ride home, but then I started getting to know you and now I want you to stick around." So I asked "why did you ask me to get naked?" Said he thought I'd say no... in any case it clears the air and we both know where we stand. Flirting is not off limits, I just know where it ends now.
Suits me fine. There's time for sex in the future if it makes sense.
He told me to call Sunday after 12 noon for a lesson. We worked for 90 minutes on drills. No touching. He's serious about teaching and I'm serious about learning. We'll see where that takes us.
Then there was the issue with "Firefly". The DVDs quit playing on his PC. He showed me. I told him to bring them to my place and just watch them on the big TV. So he & his dog planted themselves on my couch for about 3 hours. I did chores for the first 2 episodes, but ended up on the couch with the boy & the dog curled up together for the last episode. Felt nice. Really nice.
No hanky panky. I think this is turning into a solid friendship. Time will tell.
Friday night, TangoCrush & I went to a contra dance from 8-11pm and to a tango dance from 11:30 - 2am. He danced the last tango of the evening with me and actually smiled at one point... and handed out a small bit of praise. I feel like a dog trying so hard to please her master. Sad. At least I understand what's going on. Long drive home, side trip to the grocery store, detour by my house to loan him "Firefly" (at his insistence) -- landed me home in bed at 3:30 am. Ouch. But the dancing was great!
I told him I wanted him to work with me (coaching) but I can't afford it - so I wanted to work a trade. Silly boy replied, "so is that an offer for a blow job?" My response: "No, I have sex because I want to, not because I have to." He seemed fine with that. We are going to trade labor. He has a bunch of unpacking to do... and for me it's so much easier in someone else's house. I may be trading dog sitting as well. That's a stretch for me. A sign of how much I really want to learn. I will be an excellent tango dancer one day.
Saturday I went to a dance I've never attended before called "Dance Gumbo". Many kinds of music. The dancers scored high on enthusiasm and low on technique. I called it a bust. I won't go back.
TangoCrush went to a milonga at the same location (different ballroom) and his comment was "Good thing I brought my knitting". I thought this was a figure of speech but he really had brought his knitting (black & white box stitch). We continue to learn more about each other.
We were back to his house by 11:30, at which point he asked "so, do you want to get naked?" and I replied "no". He tried to hug me and I told him to get out of the car. You can't hug anyone across an arm rest... "Stand up and hug me right". We talked about having sex. And decided not to.
He said "I'm at the point that I value your friendship and I don't want to jeopardize losing that. Most often sex creates drama that screws up friendships. I'd have slept with you the first night you gave me a ride home, but then I started getting to know you and now I want you to stick around." So I asked "why did you ask me to get naked?" Said he thought I'd say no... in any case it clears the air and we both know where we stand. Flirting is not off limits, I just know where it ends now.
Suits me fine. There's time for sex in the future if it makes sense.
He told me to call Sunday after 12 noon for a lesson. We worked for 90 minutes on drills. No touching. He's serious about teaching and I'm serious about learning. We'll see where that takes us.
Then there was the issue with "Firefly". The DVDs quit playing on his PC. He showed me. I told him to bring them to my place and just watch them on the big TV. So he & his dog planted themselves on my couch for about 3 hours. I did chores for the first 2 episodes, but ended up on the couch with the boy & the dog curled up together for the last episode. Felt nice. Really nice.
No hanky panky. I think this is turning into a solid friendship. Time will tell.