Shy Country Boy invited me to his birthday dinner drinks last Saturday night. This is the 3rd time I've seen him at social events.
I thought there might be a crowd of people but there was an intimate party of six. I knew Gail and her partner Brian so that was enough to make me feel relaxed and at ease. What I didn't know is that Shy Country Boy has been stalking through my facebook profile with his best mate snooping thru my info and brought up stuff like "we loved your prom photo but what's with the guy's outfit" to laughs all round. He also knew I had a cat and a daughter and over a hundred lovely friends. He took several photos during the night so no doubt there will be evidence of the night splashed all over facebook any day now.
Best Mate has enormous status in Shy Country Boys' life and is highly respected and his opinions valued. Best mate bought his lovely friendly wife, Tamara who I clicked with immediately. Shy Country Boy and I have similar family backgrounds. We're both somewhat disconnected from family by choice and prefer it that way. He's saving for his first home and lives alone with his blue cattle dog , Molly. He's a self-employed tradie, (tick!) a Collingwood supporter (meh) and hates the pokies. (tick!)
Seems the birthday dinner was also an opportunity for Tamara and Best Mate to meet Ms Smack, who Shy Country Boy has confessed to having a big crush on. Yup - there it is. Out there. Imprinted on Google's Server. I was politely interviewed for the best part of 2 hours until we all became so pissed it didn't matter anymore. "Shy Country Boy really likes you." Tamara whispers in the loo's later. "He's been at us to meet you for about a month now."
The entire night, the men rotated shouts of Midori Splices (Midori, pineapple juice, ice, dob of cream) for the women. I swear I had about 10 of them. We sat on the deck outside and drank Midori and Annie's Lane White and it was a brilliant summer's night. I smoked about 20 cigarettes so I sounded like a husky phone-sex operater the next day.
There was a bit of pressure on me with Shy Country Boy. His friends would say 'What do you think of him? He's mad for you." Shy Country Boy kept puffing his chest out and preening his life for my approval. He made constant efforts to enquire about my stuff. He asked me several times about my degree. My approaching exams. He told me at least 3 times that night that he found me 'beautiful' and that he 'loves my eyes and my hair' and thought I was 'better than your average chickie' and words like this. He constantly kept an eye on me when I was weaving through the drunken crowd of men and ensured that he always sat near me where possible. He ignored some of his friends who teased him about this, that and the other, turning his attention to me most of the night telling me to ígnore his idiot friends.
He repeatedly said 'I'm a bit shy. People don't realise, but I am. But I really like you. Would you come for a coffee with me one day? I like coffee" He spluttered his words out nervously and it made him seem cuter.
When he asked me to quiz him on his music knowledge, he got all my questions right. But then, they were pretty easy. Who sang "November Rain?" Who sang "Drift Away?" etc. When Gail tried to play he politely cut her off saying 'Nah. You're not on our wave-length.' He made those sort of 'we're connected ' comments all night.
About 2.30 am, I made to leave and you could see the dissapointment on his face. Tamara said "Oh, just give her a kiss!" and I felt like I was back in high school again. He wanted to make a move but his shyness stopped him.
I said my goodbyes to everyone and was held in a huge bear hug by Best Mate refusing to grant me permission to leave. Brian copped another feel of my boob (third time that night) and I whacked him and placed both his hands on the table. Gail and Tamara got kisses and hugs and Shy Country Boy looked forlorn across the table.
I went back to him, gave him a quick kiss and said 'Happy to go for a coffee. Give me a call and we'll tee it up eh?"and left it at that. He's very keen and the last time I saw him, he was beaming.
So. He's a good guy. He's your average 39 year old Aussie bloke (tick!) He's taller than me (tick!), dark eyes, dark hair and he's cute. (tick!)
He's working (tick!), he's kind (tick!) respectful (tick!) and from I know has good sound morals and manners (tick!) He also loves to cook (tick!) and eat (tick!) and I guess best of all, he thinks I'm pretty amazing (tick!) and he's seen me drunk and sober, daggy and not.
The trouble is that I'm very very used to being single. I like it. I liked it when Shaun didn't stay over. I liked it when he left. I liked it when he didn't call me every day. I like being able to do what I want, when I want and leave when I want. I like not having the footy/car-racing/Bathurst/GP bikes on my telly. I like being able to run around my house in the raw without feeling self-conscious or being groped. Apparently he's been single for awhile too so hopefully we can meet in the middle somewhere, enjoy each other's company without arranging anything too serious too soon.
Slow and steady - I hope that's okay with him.
I'll keep you posted.
CM
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hugs, C.
Slow and steady is a good call.
At least one of us should be lucky in this thing we call relationships. I know it isn't me. It so isn't me. There'll be a post at some point. But the short story is that a week ago 'he' made moves, things happened (big things. HUGE things) and then he panicked. And I was devastated.
He sounds lovely. And, you sound pretty keen yourself. =)
As you say, slow and steady....there is no right or wrong way to approach a relationship. Let it flow. If it has wings, it will fly. And if not, no harm in giving it a go hey?
Good luck with it all... you deserve only the very best. =)
xx
go with the flow... :-)
Wishing you the best. He sounds like a very nice bloke. And your post made me smile.
The boy is hooked on you. Might as well let him in or he'll camp out on your lawn. :)
Shy country boy ... with a huge COCK !
Every girl's fantasy.
LOL Thanks everyone, even you Kev LOL
He's a lovely bloke but I'm just so happy being without MEN in my life.
I'll see how it goes, go with the flow, etc.
I dont even wanna get nookie. What's wrong with me! LOL
Emma, I need to touch base with you and find out if you are OKAY!
xx
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