Chapter 2 - Mr. Skinny Guy

Well...I just have to write this because it is too priceless to keep to myself. I had another date tonight...not with Mr. Yummy or Mr. Fantasy or Mr. Reality...but with Mr. Skinny Guy. Yes, I know, it is hard to believe, but at 50 I have 4 men on the go. Now, before you get your tail-feathers in a knot...I am dating for the first time in...well, my life. I have a lot of time to make up for, since I figure I only have about 10 years of dating left - so I have to work quickly and yes, even have a couple at a time on the go.

Back to tonight. Mr. Skinny Guy is a lovely younger man who introduced himself to me about a month ago. We e-mailed for a while, then we switched to IM, and eventually moved on to the phone, but we had never met...until tonight. He had been talking about a film he wanted me to see called The Fountain, so I inviting him over to see the film. And I repeat "to see the film!!!"

He is sensitive, caring, slow to make a move, and young...I'm not talking chronological age but maturity. He is 45 but he looks about 25 and I have NO idea what he sees in me. Oh, and did I mention that he is five foot six inches and weighs 125 pounds!! I don't even have a girlfriend who weighs 125 pounds. I could break him.

All jokes aside here people...I am a 50 year old woman and I look 50!!! I don't look young for my age, nor do I try to hide it, or lie about it. I am proud of each and every year I have lived. But for some unknown reason, he finds me attractive, and that's flattering to a certain extent.

I didn't want to date him, if the truth be told, but I had promised him that I would watch the movie with him, and I am a woman of my word. So, I had procrastinated as long as I could, and tonight was the night (so to speak). I told him to be here around 7 and we would have dessert and popcorn. I kept it really light and there was no sexual play through the phone or the IM's.

WELL...Mr. Skinny Guy arrived at my door on time, with...are you sitting down...an overnight bag!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As soon as I saw it I thought OH MY GOD! But, you know those little voices that we have speaking to us from time to time, well I have learned to listen clearly to what they say, and before Mr. Skinny Guy arrived, I put my sling on my arm. I pinched a nerve in my neck last week and it has been irritating the hell out of me. The only time my arm is comfortable is in the sling, resting.

Well, we watched the movie and he insisted that I sit beside him all snuggled under a blanket, which was okay, but it really was hard on my shoulder, so when the movie ended I was seriously cramped from my neck to my finger tips (okay, it could be partially my age). I winced when I uncovered myself from the blanket and he reached over to rub my shoulder. Then he moved in for a kiss, and he's a good kisser, so I returned the kiss. But I wasn't comfortable and pulled away from him to re-position myself. Then he said "I can solve that." And then he proceeded to SIT ON MY LAP!!! Okay, it's not bad enough this guy seems way too young to me, or that he is the size of a child, but now he is SITTING ON MY KNEE - yewwwwww!!!!

I don't care how well you kiss, that is an image that just doesn't do anything for my libido - at all. So, I cringed and he thought I was cringing in pain, and I let him run with that. He backed off and said that I really should take something for the pain and go to bed. YES...I need to take something, like a stiff drink to get that image out of my head.

So, Mr. Skinny Guy has gone, and I will have to come up with a tender-hearted way to let him go, because I just can't EVER do that again. It makes me shiver to think about it, and not in a good way.

Hope your evening was better than mine!!!

And for those of you who care...the movie was good.