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Back at my place, I nervously proposed to her (not the wedding ring
type). I basically stammered through it but after an epileptic speech I
finally put it on the table. The smile on her face seemed like one you
would expect from someone who had received an anticipated gift. My hopes
went up faster than a blackout’s spread. With a teary eye, however, she
declined my offer.
She said she has had a crush on me for years but wouldn’t be able to
go out with me because she knew we wouldn’t go anywhere as a couple. It
was painful to hear, but she had her reasons. For starters, she was a
Muslim (I honestly didn’t consider that). She was of the same genotype
with me too. It really ticks me off to remember I have AS blood flowing
through me (I wonder how she knew my genotype).
The final blow to my proposal was a bit surprising, she was a virgin.
She brought that up because unbeknownst to me some of my lively bedroom
festivities with Pam were loud enough for my neighbours to spread the
word and she is certain it was a major element of what I require in a
relationship. She even mentioned that Tintin mentioned how we shared
some memorable experiences together (that ticked me off a bit) and how
certain she was that a relationship with me must require such a level of
intimacy.
There was no way to convince her that I wasn’t all about the bed
Olympics, but to no avail. I seriously doubt Johnnie L Cochran would
have succeeded in changing her mind. She had tears going down her cheek
in a way that greatly disarmed me. I just had to accept her answer and
went about consoling her. Even my little leprechaun was at peace with
the situation. She slept over at my place that night. Maybe I was trying
to prove a point to both her and myself but we slept on the same bed
without incident (apart from the early morning roll call).
Life went on in a bit quieter tone from then on. I gave Tintin a
piece of my mind about her sharing details of our friendly benefits
package to Rahina. She was defensive but without a reason. We lived as a
happy unit of friends. Sometimes Rahina would sleep over and albeit
hard, nothing would happen.
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