The End of the Affair
Monday, April 30th, 2007
I often said to myself that going to Dirk’s cafe was like walking into an episode of Eastenders, only set in South London. There were the gruff old men with hearts of gold hidden beneath their rough exteriors, a wise old woman who is sharper than she looks, a guy with a limp, a family business and a lecherous married git. I’m not eighteen anymore, so why did I think I was playing the role of Stacey, getting mixed up with a married bloke who had no respect for me other than as a sex object?
I haven’t blogged about this for ages, and my regular readers may have thought that I’d come to my senses and stayed away from Dirk, as I’d intended. If only.
We have shared two more interludes, but we did NOT shag. Of course he wanted to. Part of me wanted to get him out of my system, and the other part of me just enjoyed the attention of an attractive man. There was no chance of us having a relationship, for not only did he have no intention of leaving his wife, but there were no common interests between us except that of the physical. As I said to Veg the other day, this was no meeting of the minds.
And yet, it is over. And I’m glad. My only regret is that I didn’t end it before. My dear reader, you may ask, why should I believe her now, she obviously can’t keep her grubby hands off him? Well, he has succeeding in offending me, which is quite a feat if you know me at all.
Basically I saw him on Friday at lunchtime. He said that he hadn’t been as persistent with me recently as he wanted to “get to know me”. Fair enough I thought, though I hadn’t noticed much change in his predatory behaviour. Then he went on to say that he felt that he didn’t know me so well and claimed to be wondering whether I could have some sort of Sexually Transmitted Disease! Then he said that he thought that I might shag for England in Jamaica, and that he was concerned for me! Such knobbery - if he doesn’t want a STD I’d be happy to cut it off for him!
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I’m glad to say that I have another suitor waiting in the wings. He reads this blog sometimes and it’s early days in our friendship, so I won’t embarrass him, but is a lovely guy who I admire so much. Watch this space!
2:06 pm on 1-May-07
I believe you!
Don’t regret not ending it sooner. It happened when it was supposed to i.e. when you were good and ready, any sooner you may not have learned anything or would have gone back for more and maybe would have GOTTEN an STD (what a twat for saying that! (’such knobbery’ lol I like that!)) You can add it to the list of life experiences you’ve been through to date. It makes you a richer person with a more interesting story to tell, whether you slept with him or not (probably best that you didn’t because THAT’S when the shit starts to get deep!)
And about this lovely guy who sometimes reads your blog… I was just going to wish you luck but you don’t need it, you are GORGEOUS in every way and I’m sure he can see that!
x mwah x
5:51 am on 2-May-07
Oh darling…
big hug!
1:07 pm on 3-May-07
Thanks girls, I needed a bit of support. I’m not proud of myself at all, I know I was not in a positive situation, and I’m just glad that it’s over.