Communication is Fucking Hard
Friday night, Tori, James, Taylor and Jacob spent the night. I took off work Saturday to deal with the busted pipe mess. Paul called around noon and wanted to see me. He wasn’t mad, but he did give me hell about not taking his phone charger back up to the bar for him.
His step-aunt, Stacey, was with him when I picked him up from Preston’s house. Apparently, she had a blowout with her man and she needed a place to crash for a few days. I didn’t really want to take in another stray, but I wanted to help her for Paul.
She and Taylor went with me to take him to a private job. I don’t know exactly what goes on during those housecalls and I really don’t want to, but my imagination was running on overdrive and I copped an attitude with him when he got back. My feelings were amplified by hormones because I started my period the day before.
It was obvious I was upset and he wanted to know what was wrong. The core issue was I hate the housecall part of his job, but I didn’t express that immediately. I tried to be nice about it because I didn’t want to start a fight, but he kept pushing the issue, he wanted to know why exactly I was upset and what he could do to fix it. He kept talking about communication and how key it is to a successful relationship.
I told him I was annoyed by people, when he asked if that included him, I told him it did a little bit. Later, he told me how much that hurt his feelings. He had been rushing me around so he could get to that appointment and I hate being rushed and nagged. I tend to dig in my heels when that happens. While he was at his appointment, I was thinking about our situation and I was starting to convince myself that he is lying about how he feels about me and that he is probably just using me. I was also pissed off because he had a dinner appointment with another client.
He kept pushing for me to tell him how I feel, but I told him I didn’t want to get into it because he would be late for his appointment. He told me that he didn’t care about that, and I was more important – that made me feel better about the situation. I knew he needed the money, so I told him we could discuss it later because he needed to go to work. He reluctantly went.
The appointment ended up being with one of Owen and Carah’s neighbors. He told me to stay close by because he wasn’t really comfortable with this client. I dropped him off then went to Sonic to get us something to eat. Afterwards, I stopped by Owen and Carah’s house to wait for him. Owen was at work. Carah and I talked a little and I played with Kailyn. He called after I had been there about fifteen minutes.
He was surprised I got him something to eat and it pleased him a lot. He acted like I had spent all day slaving over a hot stove for him instead of stopping at a drive-thru. After his appointment we planned to go back to my house and take a nap before he had to go to the bar. Tori, Jess, Carah, and I had already planned on going up there to celebrate Carah’s birthday.
When we got back home we snuggled up in bed then everybody started calling or texting us or barging into my room. It was pissing us both off. We finally got about an hour power nap. Then we got up and started getting ready. I had a really sexy outfit picked out but I didn’t want him to see it yet so I took him to work then got ready when I came back home. My uncle Don kept calling because he wanted to go hang out with us at the bar, Dudney also decided to go and bring his friend Eden. We all got ready and got to the bar around 11:15 or so.
It wasn’t very busy for a Saturday night, but that didn’t bother us. Once we got there, he pretty much ignored the other customers. He kept coming over and giving me lap dances. The amusing part was that I was tipping him with money he had given me earlier.
Eden kept talking about how hot he is and how she’d like to fuck him, she didn’t know we were together apparently. After Jess and Carah left, I went to sit with Tori, Dudney and Eden at pervert row. Paul immediately came over to me and started kissing on me. Eden was giving us a fucked up look and he told her it was okay because I am his girl. She didn’t even try to hide her dislike, but I didn’t care. After he went back to the pole, she said, “He’s your boyfriend?” I told her yes, and then she started asking all kinds of personal questions she had no business asking. After that, she started being a bitch to him.
After the bar closed Paul invited us to go to Denny’s with him and Mark, aka Jello-boy. Once we got to Denny’s things got tense because Eden kept haranguing Paul and me about our relationship and his job. It all boiled down to jealousy. I’ve been dealing with it a lot from multiple sources since Paul and I got together. It was really starting to bother me.
After we got back home, Paul and I went straight to my room. We started kissing and the flashback of Eden putting the option of a threesome on the table kept invading my thoughts. I stopped kissing him and told him we wouldn’t be having any threesomes together. Before he had a chance to respond I told him it was because I share him more than enough already. He told me how good it feels that I care about him and want him to myself and that it raised his respect for me even more.
After that, we continued our discussion from earlier in the day. He was telling me that his feelings for me are real and I shouldn’t let other people’s jealousy and/or disapproval affect our relationship. He said that he only wants me and the other stuff is just business. I told him that I’m starting to fall in love with him and he was ecstatic. We got very intimate, but didn’t have sex since my period made a two week early appearance. We fell asleep naked in each other’s arms.
On this day..
- Time for Some Major Changes - 2011







yeah… little did I know it was implantation bleeding and not my period. If I figured it out sooner things would be a lot different. *sigh*