Oh shit… We did it!

I broke my own rule, I ended up in his apartment to watch a movie. Can’t tell ya’ what movie it was we were watching but I swear there was a reason for going upstairs.
I really didn’t see this coming. Really!

I was out to dinner with The Boss, and it was nice. He held my hand, said nice things, took me to a great place. But besides all of that, I like him for the way I feel when I’m with him. I get to feel small, soft and protected, something this power hungry aggressive femme fatal rarely gets to feel. But, I was not sure that he had yet passed the interview. I mean I do like him, but I also like The Lawyer. I figured some snuggling on the couch for a good flick would be harmless. I truly thought I would be fine.

Anyway, we did it, it was great. He has called multiple times in the few days since and has asked to see me practically every day, but my schedule is so crazy. And besides, I still want to check out the other options. So, I’m going to keep it slow and see how it all goes.

Now, I know that the whole purpose of this blog was to detail the events of my non-sex life. And now I’ve gone and done it. Great! Now what do I do?

To my own defense, the blog may have only been going on for a week, but the journey with The Boss has been going on for 6 months. I have worked this man and played the rules with this one & now I have him eating out of the palm of my hand.

The question came up, Do I quit doing this blog now that I have had sex?
That left me wondering what exactly are the X-Y Games?

At first I thought they were about this one particular experience. Of me interviewing this one man for a specific job. But as the games played on, and other players tagged in, it left me sitting in a new realization.

It’s not about the games some people play to get sex.
It’s not about the games others play to withhold sex.
It’s not even about the games we play to land a relationship or to avoid one.
These are the Games of our lives.

Or, more specifically, it’s the games we play with ourselves.
And for me it’s the big game.
The championship playoffs.
To see what will win out.
The independent me, that can go it all alone?
Or the me that desperately wants to open my heart and surrender to love.

So, if we don’t have a winner yet, I guess the games must go on.