He's back, the lovely man, and the first thing he did was contact me! How nice - and I wasn't there, so he can't have realised just how much I was hanging over the computer waiting. Perfect. So nice to talk again. I have missed him you know, and maybe he missed me.
It's just so easy between us, is it too perfect - who knows? But I do genuinely love chatting with him - in person or online. I find myself thinking I must tell him things. God, this has got to stop, hasn't it. I really should be a bit more hard nosed - but is it possible for me to be like that? Interestingly, I don't feel at all the same about the golfer, or even the sailor - despite having slept with one of them, so it's not just that is it? No, this does feel like more - but there's no rush is there - got to be careful here or I'll be wounded beyond repair.
He's gone out tonight, and I'm out tomorrow, so can't talk for a few days - which is always a good idea, isn't it? It's all a game isn't it, haha! xxxx
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