$1.50 Worth of Commitment by the Caveat Queen
When I first met my
"Dearest" (I am too old to have a "boyfriend," but when I
refer to him as my "Man Friend" he thinks he sounds gay...and he is
right, but if I say "Partner," people think I'm gay, so I just stick
with Dearest) most of our relationship seemed pretty easy. He lived out of
state, and so would just appear in town on business, and we would spend a few
very happy days hanging out together. At first, he stayed with his mom, and
would only come over to visit me, which was just fine. I wasn't looking for a
relationship, and neither was he. What were we doing together, then? Well, for
one thing, lying to ourselves and each other about the whole "not looking
for a relationship," thing...
