Well, he did gain 20 pounds over the summer, and was not dressed to hide it, either. Nonetheless, after being initially taken aback by his new girth, I eventually started having a really nice time with W.F.
Then he revealed that he was planning to attend his first Sexual Compulsives Anonymous meeting on Monday.
I’m not quite sure what to do with this information.
On the one hand, his talk about feeling empty and deadened by casual sex could indicate that the reason we haven’t slept together yet is that he actually likes me and wants sex with me to be a wonderful, joyful experience when it finally does happen. That’s why he arranged to have to go to a birthday party: he didn’t want to be tempted into having sex with me and risking turning a potentially wonderful relationship into something he would feel empty and deadened by.
On the other hand, do I really want a sexual compulsive for a boyfriend?
I wonder what size sock he wears.