I promised myself that no matter the situation, single or not, that I would have at least one orgasm a day. This is not something that I forget to do.
I was catching up with Lynn yesterday. She was in town on business. We were discussing our friends and the changes that takes place in our lives over the years.
We share mutual friends and talked about who had let themselves go, who was pregnant, married—who was doing this, that or the other.
She is getting married soon and wanted to ask me to be a part of the wedding party.
Can one really say no to an invitation like this without offending the person?
I accepted but explained that I do not have a lot of time to invest in planning and rehearsals. And would not at all be offended if I were excluded. Nice way to put the ball back into her court, right?
She said she didn’t want to get married without me being a part of it. So another wedding is in my future.
She studied me for a moment between bites.
“Kitten, can I ask you something?”
“You’re the only one left out of all us. G is engaged too and will be married within a year,”
“So,” I said.
“What are you planning to do with your life?”
If I had every penny for every time I was asked this question, I would have a mansion on the hill overlooking the ocean.
“Lynn, darling, how many times must we have this conversation?” I asked.
“Ali and I are worried about you. We don’t want to see you end up alone. You don’t even have a boyfriend. And you haven’t changed your approach about men. We thought that Ben would be the one, but damn if you didn’t screw that up too. I just want to know when we’re going to get invited to your wedding,”
"You may never get an invitation to my wedding. And what do you mean that I screwed up my relationship with Benjamin (B)? He cheated on me, and I am the one who screwed it up because I left him?!"
“He made a mistake,"
"He made a choice," I said.
"He was a good man,"
"He was a cheat,"
"Kit, all I am saying is that everyone needs someone special,”
“I have plenty of special people. They just leave when we’re done,” I said smiling at her.
“This is not a joke,”
“I'm not joking?”
“When was the last time you had an orgasm?”
“This morning,” I said laughing. “And it was great,”
“So you’re seeing someone?”
“Who gave you an orgasm?” I laughed again. She didn’t get it. Lynn thought it was indecent to touch herself.
“I gave myself one. And they’re the best kind. It will blow your mind,”
She stared at me. “You’re disgusting,”
“Honey, I’m liberated. And I know that you and Ali don’t get it. But I promise you there is no reason to worry about me. I just want different things for me than you want for me,” I said, but she had stopped paying attention.
“Stop talking and look over there,” She said nudging her head to the right.
“The man in the blue shirt can’t take his eyes off you,”
I looked over. And yes, there was a very attractive man checking me out. I smiled at him. And he took that as an invitation to come over.
I turned back to Lynn, “See, I have plenty of opportunities. This happens everyday, everywhere I go. But it doesn’t mean that he’s right for me. This marriage thing may or may not happen. But I never give up an opportunity to find out what’s in store for me.
The man reached us then. “I apologize for staring,” He said. But I find you lovely and was wondering if it would be too bold to ask you to share a drink with me. I’m afraid if I didn’t say something, I would never see you again. And I would like to see you again,"
I looked at him. “I like boldness,” I said.
I introduced him to Lynn who had to go anyway. She was catching a flight back to Philadelphia.
And folks, this happens everyday, everywhere all over the world. People come together in all kinds of situations. And the opportunity to find something or someone amazing is always there.
So what’s the big rush? We all have our moments of revelation don't we? Moments when it all makes sense. I'm waiting for my moment.