The first part sounds okay, but for the touching, if you really didn't like it Did any part of that paragraph bother you? If so, then honesty is best and TIME takes care of a lot of things. and Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo an brush up against you, a hand on your back, your hand---she likes you-- and things like that would make me flip--but that is the physical--there is more and you know.
and OK--if today was really wonderful, all things included, then you have had a taste of what is to come.
My Rhett Butler was married, but legally separated. Divorce laws in Canada did not change until 1968. He and I were 1961.
I was (maybe still am) 'old school' was wild about him but it felt so hopeless. I was at his parents house and met them and his sister. They were all great and liked me. But I couldn''t open up about where we stood, he, me, us, I.
I love his name. Jack Delaney! My tummy does a little flip when I remember that first kiss.
Then I thought I might be preganat, six-seven months in, and I ran away. I wasn't pregnant. I moved 500 miles away and he was so baffled, knew I was holding back, couldn't understand, and I had no idea what I was going to do. Then my period came--but he was still a married man.
I have run away from many things without explaining, because I just never knew what to do. Wrong! Wrong! Dishonest!
Cheers
Izzy