Should women bring their girlfriends around their men?
I thought about this today as I was visiting Ally. She left to pick up something at the store, and there I was left alone in her apartment with her boyfriend.
I couldn’t believe she didn’t tell me she was leaving, but I knew why, she’s fully aware that I do not like her man, and for some reason, cannot accept it. She wants us to spend time together, bond, and be friends.
I’ve told her that it’s not going to happen, but she doesn’t get it.
I think he’s a creep. I don’t like the way he looks at me. I don’t like the things he says to me. And when he touches me, I don’t like the way it feels. I do not like the way his hands linger, the way he’ll sometimes come up behind me and squeezes my shoulder, the way he purposefully presses against me when he passes me.
I know when someone is hitting on me, and he’s hitting on me.
I dislike him most of all because of the way he treats Ally.
While she was gone, I was sitting on the couch watching TV and ignoring her boyfriend. He was sitting in a chair to the left of me, watching me.
He decided to break the silence, “I heard that you got new boobs,”
I didn’t answer.
“They look very nice,”
I kept watching TV.
“I bet B likes them,”
“He does,” I said.
“They’re very nice,” he said again, staring at my chest. I became aware of my nipples straining against my t-shirt.
“Stop talking to me. And stop looking at me like that,” I said.
“You’re a beautiful woman,”
“I don’t like you.” I said. “You’re a creep. You’re very disrespectful. You’re the kind of guy who will have no qualms fucking A’s friends if they let you. I can't wait for her to come to her senses and leave you. You are sick,"
He was smiling.
"If A’s friends want to fuck me, what’s sick about it? We’re all adults, aren’t we?”
Half an hour later, Ally called wanting to know why I left. “I don’t like your man,” I said. “I just don’t like him, Ally. He is no good for you. You need to leave him"
I explained why I didn’t like him again, but she didn’t get it. She said I was overreacting; he would never do something like that. That I misunderstand him.
She accused me of wearing a tight t-shirt knowing damn well that my breasts draw attention. "He looks, Kitten. "He is a man,"
I didn’t argue with her.
I went home and told B about him. B said, “Kitten, I strongly believe that it’s never a good idea for women or men to allow their friends to get too close to their partner. I like my boys, but I wouldn’t trust them around you.”
“Are you saying that I shouldn’t bring my girlfriends around you?”
“You can bring your girlfriends around me. I wouldn’t touch them, but you should never trust your man with your girlfriends,”
Soundsd like Jerry Springer shit to me. But I also know that something is up with A’s man.