So I met Theron in January of 2010. I didn't give him my number immediately. I wanted to see what exactly his intentions were. This is kind of funny because I am not , I was not.. really a "good girl". I didn't make decisions that my parents or God was proud of in the past. With Theron? I wanted to go slow. Not something I was particularly good at.
So for almost 4 months, Theron and I only chatted online thru our phones. I didn't see him, but we talked often. Then he finally asked if I would call him. I did. His voice. His voice is like a siren to me. I cannot explain it. We tried to arrange to meet in March out at Mack's. Once, we both didn't show, the second time he didn't show. I was about to give up all together.
I was hanging out with our friends Roxy and Dana. They were encouraging me to continue with Theron.. they had tickets to the comedy club and encouraged me to invite him and bring him along. So I did. He had no car so I went and picked him up. This was late April, I believe.
We went, had a great time, felt very comfortable with him. Then I took him home and we sat and listened to music, talked. He was a gentleman. When I got ready to leave I went to give him a hug and somehow kissed him. Yes. I kissed him. Scared the hell out of me. See, funny thing about me, I never kissed first and I never said no. I kissed him and high tailed it out of there like the building was on fire. I left him standing shocked in the middle of the room.
So now I had done both. Said no (by not going home with him the night we met) and I kissed him. Before he could kiss me.
I knew KNEW I was in trouble.
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