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| Life. Complicated, isn't it. |
by kelli217 |
2005-07-25 21:19:43 |
Over the past several months I've gone through some of the kinds of things that tend to make me feel like I'm being played with by the fates.
A couple that I work with on a community organization's board have a daughter, not too much younger than me. She's cute, and funny, and we have some of the same tastes in music.
And she's apparently interested in me. She comes with her parents to some of the general meetings of the organization, and it is our usual practice for many members of the group to go out afterwards to a karaoke night at a local club and make fools of ourselves. These occasions are where we first started to hit it off. After the... June meeting, I think it was, as she and her parents were preparing to go home from the karaoke night, she asked me for my phone number. I, in a stunning moment of apparent clarity, actually gave it to her, both home phone and cell phone. Written on a bar napkin, of course, but with my name on it so she couldn't forget whose it was.
That was the first hint to me that she might be interested in more than simple shared jokes and casual glances at the club. However, she lives with her brother and a woman her parents have said they have 'spiritually adopted.' The other two tend to take up the lion's share of the phone time, both online and as a part of their ongoing employment situations. So I wasn't too worked up about it when several weeks went by and I heard no word from her. Later that month, I was invited to celebrate her birthday and her graduation from GED. Her parents and her siblings/housemates were there, and a couple of people from the group.
We started out at a restaurant, and later moved to her parents' house for cake and such. At the restaurant, we weren't sitting close enough to talk much, and with food and so many people it just wasn't the environment for it. But later, at her parents' house, we did get a chance to talk a bit. People were milling around, and going in and out, and as she was finishing up her cake, she had basically a blob of frosting left on her plate. She was waving her plate around, asking if anyone wanted it, but there weren't that many people in the room at the time. So I grabbed the bit of frosting and dropped it in my mouth.
Bits of the frosting were left on my fingers, and I was going to dab her on the nose with it, but she caught me, and licked the frosting off of my fingers. I blinked a couple of times, and when she released my hand I drew it back. I was alreaqy pretty stunned, so all I could think of to say was a rather innocuous, "Well, you got most of it." In retrospect, and typing it now, it seems a little less innocent than I was actually intending it to be at the time, but I was really just searching for something to say. Maybe I can occasionally be an idiot-savant at flirting. I don't know. At any rate, she upped the ante: she grabbed my hand again, and this time sucked the remaining frosting off my fingers. I could feel her tongue against my fingers, too. When she was done, she smiled like a Cheshire cat, and this time I was much more thoroughly dumbfounded. I think, at best, I may have managed to raise my eyebrows.
Later in the evening, we all gathered back into the same room to watch her open her cards and presents. By the time she came in, though, all of the places to sit had been taken. So, playfully, I patted my lap, and said, "You can sit here." And she did. Throughout the whole process, even when some seats opened up.briefly because people started milling about again without really indicating that they were coming back. I bounced her on my knee a couple of times just to be silly, and I caressed her lower back and her hips, nothing too terribly intimate or intrusive, and she offered no objection nor made any move to stop me.
But I'm not entirely sure of the nature of her relationship with the woman she lives with. At times it seems as though they're like siblings, and at other times there are things said that make me think that the reason the woman was 'spiritually adopted' was because they are intimate and her parents are supporting their daughter and being and being accepting of her partner.
On the one hand, if they are partners, then why is she putting such the moves on me? And not really bothering to hide it? (While there weren't many people in the room for the frosting incident, the whole group was there for the opening of cards and presents -- and I did add "Call Me" to my signature on her card and she did read that part out loud.) Is she maybe trying to provoke jealousy?
When I talk to her parents, I don't try to ask about the living arrangements. It seems nosey to ask. Plus it'll seem like I haven't been paying attention -- though I really have, and it has still not been made clear at all. But the inferences I make seem to indicate that her parents think of the two of them as one unit. And I don't know if that's just because they're close like siblings, or what. When I try to hint to her parents that there are some sparks sort of flying, I get the blank look treatment. No response.
So now I don't know if I should take up the gauntlet and try to pursue as it seems I have been encouraged to do, or if I'm just misreading what would then have to be the most outrageous and brazen flirting I've ever been treated to.
Why is life so bloody complicated? |
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Assuming you're asking for advice here... | by spacemonkey | 2005-07-31 15:42:23 |
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A couple of years late, but what happened? (n/t) | by RetiQlum2 | 2009-04-13 21:07:04 |
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Nothing. | by kelli217 | 2009-06-26 14:05:37 |
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Wish I'd seen this at the time. | by firehawk | 2014-12-28 09:29:22 |
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Replied to you on yesterboard. Duh! | by kreedah | 2014-12-27 12:50:21 |
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