Christian HB Flake Redux

[bullmoose]

Not sure whether to post this on the end of the last one, or to start a new thread. Possibly Christian HB is psycho -- or I'm the luckiest guy on the planet. . ..

Aforementioned Christian HB IM’s me last night. They return this afternoon.

I told her I wasn’t sure if I could “just be friends” with her; the attraction was too strong (EDIT: someone PM'd me and dropped a nice line about chemical reactions vs. spiritual devotion; sorry, I forgot who it was but it worked GREAT) and that there was no way we'd be able to respect her vows. Better if we just end it now. She agreed.

But. . . she has a friend who wants to meet me.

Excerpt:

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Bullmoose: So I should cancel the reservation for ----- (expensive restaurant where we had a furtive quickie in the men’s room; I’d made a reservation for tonight.)
CHB: OH, don’t cancel!!
Bullmoose: So, you’ll be there?
CHB: No, but my friend Asian HB8 (friend from Bible Study who’s on the trip with her) thinks your a hottie. You could have dinner. She’s been wanting meet you. (heartthrob emoticon)
Bullmoose: Much rather be with you.
CHB: Awww. Your such a sweetheart. (hug emoticon)
Bullmoose: Going once, going twice. . . .
CHB: I can’t go there baby. You and HB8 should hang. She's a smartie like you. (nerd emoticon)
CHB: (laughing emoticon)
Bullmoose: Sure, why not? -----, at 9. I look forward to meeting her.
CHB: Cool beans. Have fun.

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I $#!+ thee not. "Have fun."

Conversation went on for another twenty minutes, blah blah, etc., Mexico's hot, how's the weather up there, whatever.

Is she psycho? I have the weird feeling that she’s collecting $50 a pop from her friends to hook them up with the ol' Bullmoose.

Or was this a $#!+ test and I just blew it?

Anyway, I have a date with AHB8 tonight. I'll let you know what happens.

I'm open to ideas on what the deal is, though. I can think of at least ten different motivations for this.

Deeper and deeper into uncharted waters. . . .

 

[themanwithnoname]

lamers should stop using the word christian to describe their mothers.

 

[bullmoose]

I haven't nailed anybody's mother since I was 17. And he still doesn't know about it.

Which reminds me, high school reunion coming up this summer. . . .

 

[bullmoose]

Seemed like a legitimate date. She's funny, cute, kinda curvy, nice smile. Kept asking me all kinds of leading questions about my relationship with CHB that I simply avoided answering, offering instead a confident, tight-lipped smile. Kept it short, appetizer and a glass of wine, took her for a spin around the block in my hot rod -- CHB had told her about it, and she wanted to see it, so we took the long way back to her car.

So we'll see.