Ewan was meant to have made some time for me this month but his summer schedule had got hijacked by his social life – suddenly the Highlands as a tourist destination is proving to be popular and being the warm, generous and hospitable person that he is, is currently playing host to friends arriving a month early. Since I’m suitably distracted by a new suitor (Julius) and flirting with the idea of falling in love again, I haven’t had time to pine for my Highland lover.
Last night he messaged me in a bid to try and re-arrange his visit down south. We make a tentative date for some time mid September. Whether it involves an orgy with another couple depends very much on how keen the other woman is – I’d met her one evening recently – this drinks arrangement organised by her lover whom I had met last year in a threesome. My attitude towards an orgy is very much take it or leave it … which Douglas says is the best way to approach Carrie who came across as flaky, from his descriptions and that one meeting with her. According to Douglas I’d made a good impression – from my choice of venue to the way we all got along. I thought it helped that she’d brought her adorable rescue mutt along. I suggested that we have another drinks how-d’e’do, this time with Ewan in tow when he’s next in town. This got the thumbs up from Douglas.
Meanwhile, the dating app continued to generate potential dates and I have one lined up one day next week. He is a 97% match and I have dated a sufficient number of these to expect him to be no different to the educated, creative, urbane types I’ve met, some of whom still remain friends or lovers. Despite my head being currently turned by Julius I’m still hoping to find a mutual spark with this new man – which should steady any attachment neediness that always seems to accompany falling in love.