A funny thing happened on the way to the party where three women picked me up today… I had a successful failure, or an accepted rejection, something of the sort. And it was a good lesson!
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I was invited to a party with some lovely friends for the weekend, and in the invitation, it was requested that I come, because a particular person had a crush on me. It was intended on being a “play party” after a particular period of party people prep-time.
So I prepare myself on all the applicable levels, and do the damn thang. Show up. Open my heart. Open my mind. Make nice with the familiars in said vicinity. And get to know the lady who wanted to play with me.
I also met their trans partner, who was also someone interested in playing with me at the party this fine and exciting night. I got along swimmingly with the trans partner, truth be told (as it always is, but I’m just reinforcing a surprise.)
The surprise doubled when I discovered the chasm between our personality styles and emotional essences. We were totally different people who had connected in the same place for the same reason at the same time. I wondered if I would be able to continue playing with her. And honestly, I was able to. I liked her energy enough to be attracted to parts of her physical body, and the differences between us actually grew into some mind-opening experience in opposites attracting and repelling from each other at incomprehensible speeds!
I was there to play, as requested, so if anyone wanted to play, that’s cool with me! It was a long and exhausting night!
When bedtime came for me, at like four in the morning… I chose to sleep by myself, beside another beautiful young angel who I only was introduced to once in the night, and had no other interaction with. But the first woman had gotten to the point where our interaction was so incongruent, that I couldn’t be sure how I would react in the sexual scenario we had set up.
Some days, one is prepared to stretch certain boundaries… for certain people. Other days, not so much. And right before I fell asleep, the first woman came into the bed… crawled on me very lovingly, and held me close, proclaiming the beauty of the moment, which she was correct about.
She said, “If you want to sleep in another room, where I will be sleeping with my partner, you are more than welcome…”
I thought to myself, I am interested… it feels good to be close to her. The attraction was real. The potential was possible. The magic was tangible! But then, the disconnect happened in the space of a few words, and I knew we were just on different levels, that only rarely connected strongly.
All she said to end my intentions with her was, “But I won’t be going to bed for another few hours, ha ha!”
Sigh. Even though there was a threesome that was ostensibly in the air for me… I chose to sleep on the air mattress. I rejected that threesome possibility, for my own sexual sanity’s sake. Am I’m interested in possibly being with this person in the future? Sure. But not like this. Not like this.
In loves,
Addi Stewart
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