Rebound My Arse.
Summer 2008, and I'm working in Margate's premier (read: only) gay bar, dating a seemingly delightful young man, who we shall call J.
J starts going a little bit off the proverbial rails; bizarre disappearing acts, violent outbursts, peculiarly timid threats of suicide (yes, we've all been there).
Through the duration of our relationship, a charming girl of 21 (assigned the name G) was being less than subtle about her intentions for me, and her disgust at my relationship. She made me laugh, I found myself growing very attracted to her, and we hit it off very well.
All of a sudden, totally out of the blue, I get dumped on the way home from work.
Text message.
No explanation.
Zilch.
Nothing.
Nada.
So there I was, upset, if not utterly heartbroken, and I find myself talking to this young girl, saying how I felt and such, when I find myself staying at her gaffe for the evening.
It was wrong of me.
It was stupid and incompassionate, but yes, by sheer perseverance and breaking down the brick walls of 'we really really shouldn't', we ended up having extremely hot, animalistic sex.
Score 1.
And yet, which amazed me as my 20 year-old brain was/is still not developed in tact or subtlety, I didn't feel that this was the end - the inevitable post-ejaculatory response of lost interest/'I really fancy a pizza' didn't arrive on cue, so I sensed something more.
Had I secretly fallen for this girl whilst in the (albeit stunted) throes of another relationship?
Two days later, an awkward 'should we?' was mumbled, and so it was.
And here in December 2009, Mrs. FX and I are still happy, very much in love, and she can still put up with all of the things which make me a bit rubbish.
I personally think it speaks volumes for my awesomeness that I have just proved that awkward, mind-addled fumbles with someone you barely know can result in success.
So just remember that, kids.
Don't turn it down.
(MessFX, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 3:36, 1 reply)

I like that yours is directly above mine.
So, 'click.'
(jessemoya, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 3:50, closed)