Neither did I know that the relationship would soon felt like a friendship. We behaved like best friends. His hands were on my upper back, although he still calls me 'babe' but I felt like he should just call me 'bro', also, he doesn't hold my hand, neither does he hold my waist. He just held my upper back and at times, he would sling his arms across my shoulder.
During that period, I questioned the current status of the relationship, the difference between a friendship and relationship. Also, trying to bridge the gap between the differences.
I found out that we lacked intimacy.
I started re-evaluating my choice of intimacy in the relationship. I do not wish to change him. I do not want a pure guy to be turned into a sex monster. I started to hold him hand more and doll up a little prettier, wear some dresses with the hope that he would take notice and be motivated to have some 'boyfriend-ish' contact with me.
I tried and tried. I got tired. I got what I asked for but I wasn't happy now. I decided to leave it be and get on with life.
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Kiss And Tell
DiversosKiss And Tell is uncensored and unabashedly candid recount of my emotional, physical and sexual life. I aim to give readers a firsthand experience of my encounters. Hopefully, readers would not only be entertained by the engaging twists and turns wi...
