The Beginning - My Diary

I don't really know how he spotted me. I was one in a million, that day at the outside concert. I had gone with my two best friends, Hope and Faith. Yeah, that's right! I'm Destiny and they are Hope and Faith. We aren't friends by accident but planned by birth. Our mothers grew up together and got pregnant at the same time. So we are all Geminis, they are in May and I'm the loner in June. That's how I got my name. My mother was two weeks overdue with me and she claimed that I was destined to do me. So that's exactly what I have done my whole life. ME! I have always done what I thought was best for me. I never intentionally set out to hurt anyone, I just had to look out for myself. No, I'm not from a broken home and my family wasn't poor. My mother married my father and they both had government jobs. My dad was a state trooper and my mother a principal. I am the oldest of two, I have a younger brother. So I never needed to look for the love of a man, as I was raised in a 'functional' close-knit family. I'm good looking, small frame with nice thighs,hips and assets. I'm intelligent and as Ne-Yo says "Independent".
I have my own real estate brokerage and I am a HR Consultant. I own a two level condo and drive two vehicles, a coupe and a SUV. Enough about me back to the beginning.

We had driven down to Philly for an outdoor jazz concert. The atmosphere was really laid back and chill. Not like I imagine Woodstock was but very carefree. We laughed, sang and danced to the music. We danced with each other and with strangers. All of a sudden I felt a set of hands upon the small of my back. Comfortable enough to be intimate but cautious enough to not be threatening. I don't know why but even though I saw the wedding band, I allowed him to continue to hold me. We didn't speak but continued dancing straight through 3 songs. At the end of the concert, I gave him my business card and walked away. I knew that he would call.
Monday morning when I checked my messages, he had called 3 times. Enough to show his interest but not too much to be a stalker. I played the game and didn't call him back until 2 days later. When I returned his call, I played it cool and apologized. I asked if I had reached him at the wrong time because I heard a female talking in the background. From the sound of his voice, I could tell that I had. I casually told him to call me at a tme that was convenient for him and to leave the best time to call him. I didn't hear from him until the next afternoon. It was just as well, I had enough business to keep me busy.

When the phone rang, I was in the middle of a meeting. My receptionist took the message and when I called him back, he was thrilled. Before we got into the conversation, I came straight out and asked him about his home life. I explained that he had one time and one time only to tell me the complete truth. He seemed shocked by my boldness but he preceded to tell me about his wife and kids. I allowed him to tell me his story and then I told him what I thought. I told him that I believed he had a honest and strong woman at home. That the whining he did to me was so that he could appeal to the side of me that he thought was womanly. The emotional side. The side that he assumed would melt at his story. Then I told him about me. I told him that my interest wasn't about what was and wasn't going on in his home life. That I more than likely accepted his non- verbal offerings while we danced because of his ring. I explained that I loved my life the way it was. My way. No children, no man to pick up after and to answer to. That I was interested in seeing him again and that I didn't want to hear heartfelt stories about his wife or children. Again, he was shocked. I quickly knew by his pregnant pause that he hadn't met someone like me before. It should have been my cue to not start the relationship. Truth be told although I had a 'friend', I was yearning for something new. Perhaps, it was that little bit of male gene in me. After all, wasn't woman made from the rib of man? I knew that I could build a new 'friendship' without my needing sex. That's why I had my friend, my rabbit and my bullet. Sometimes, the mechanical toys didn't fulfill that warmth of a body and my 'friend' was starting to get attached.

Anyway, the first date was quaint. We met in Manhattan. Oh yeah, I'm from Queens, he's from Baltimore. Easier for me. I preferred an afternoon date. We sat outside in Central Park and ate Delicatesen sandwiches, perfect for me! Out in the public and in between assignments. The lunch was a little over a hour and then he asked to meet me for dinner. I told him that I had a late meeting with some real estate agents but that I could see him over the weekend. He promised to try and clear a day for me. It didn't work out. I had to cover a closing for an agent that went into labor. He seemed disappointed. He was disappointed. He called my office at least 7 times on Saturday. On Sunday, I advised him that maybe he should get a prepaid cellular phone so that my number wouldn't start to repeatedly show on his detail bill. Funny, how he never thought of that himself. My 'friend' and I had been seeing each other over 2 years and I hadn't gotten a call from his wife, yet. Yeah, my 'friend' is/was also married. It lasted so long because I demanded to be free for the holidays and I didn't ask for an overly amount of time. Shit! I probably helped save his marriage. Sometimes, I joked that I was going to charge him a therapist fee for all the couseling I did for his marriage. That's why if my new relationship kicked off, I didn't want to hear stories about his marriage. By the way, my soon to be new friend's name is Justin. Justin and I talked more than 4 times a day. Instead of getting a prepaid cellular phone he got a new business phone. I didn't call him when he said that he was headed home and I didn't accept his calls, if he was supposed to be home. We saw each other at least twice a week and every other weekend.

We didn't have sex until 6 months into the 'friendship'. I made sure that we both had HIV testing, were negative but we still use condoms. I also, take birth control and have a ready prescription for the 'morning' after pill, courtesy of my BFF, Hope, the OB-GYN dr.