Ok, Soldier Boy popped back up out of the blue, after a few days of silence… He texted me this afternoon, end of the work day, and when he didn’t get a reply, he called me…

So much for “playing hard to get”, huh? I was a bit confused to put it mildly, cause after the last text conversation, I was sure I’d never hear from him again…

Last text from him was Saturday, to which I replied a bit onto the Sunday. His text was about that it was “great what we did, and we would have to do it again”… I immediately thought he might want a “friends with benefits” kind of situation, and I am not really comfortable with that. So I texted back, that if we were to see each other again, we would have to go on dates too. And have to make an effort to talk more, and get to know each other, if I was to be interested in seeing each other. I added it had been great fun so far, with The Sex and everything…

He replied late on Saturday he could imagine us doing that, and he also remarked that we did after all have great sex already, (smiley). I replied a short and kind reply.

So, then he went quiet… Β no reply Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, until now, this afternoon! (Is he sometimes following “The Rules of Three Days’ Waiting”? Can’t tell with him)…

It was so completely out of the blue, but he suggested going to the movies today. I managed to steer it to the day after. (My place gets messy in 2-3 days! And I told him so, and that if we were going to perhaps spend the night together aswell, it’d have to be a day from now…). He gladly accepted going tomorrow instead. (Cause he only wants sex, really? Haha, perhaps!).

So, suddenly, it seems I have a “sort of” date, with Soldier Boy again, tomorrow.

I am not going to hide anything here, on the blog.

I still think about Mr. Wrong, about 95 times/day…. Since we had such a great, wonderful, emotional, conversation last time, he sort of faded away… (again). That is, he hasn’t been heard from since my last reply to him.. (Saturday). I always give it a week before giving up on people completely, but I am close to giving up on Mr. Wrong now, to be honest. He knew very well, that he would have to step his game up about a hundred notches, if he wanted to keep my interest, (and above all, hope to build trust).

It’s just something in his facial expression I can not quite forget… The way he beamed at me, his face all lit-up, like the sun itself…like he was the happiest person in the world, when he talked to me.. Β Something about that really stuck with me, cause no one (not even the narcissist!) can “act” that well.

Ah, no matter, I am concentrating on what is in front of me, right now. And that is Soldier Boy, tomorrow. Let us see if he can talk a bit more, this time… or if he will remain the silent image of “the Ideal Male Torso”…

I don’t mind being held all through the night though, as he likes to do…

It’s rather nice being held a lot, by some strong arms…. Β after 2.5 years of lying completely alone, in a pit of darkness and solitude…

Bring it on, Soldier Boy!