Still Smiling

I had no expectations when I met Jew Boy. I had no recent past dating experience, so I was blind to so many things. I was scared to like him; scared of letting myself open up for fear of hurt. Hell, I was still hurting over a past relationship. I am sad to say that when I was dating Jew Boy, I was not 100 percent there with him, ever.

Despite the fact that part of me was closed for business, I spend the next few weeks trying to really know Jew Boy. He called one Friday afternoon (we didn't have plans) to ask if I wanted to come to Ft. Worth to meet his friends. Is it already time for that? He told me they had been asking where he had been the last few weeks. They wanted to meet the person that was "occupying" all of his recent time. With an invite like that, who could refuse?

His friends were great, but he was even better. While we were at the bar, one of his friends made a typical asshole guy comment, saying, "Hey Jew Boy, look at the super hot girl at the bar." Jew boy had his back to the bar and never turned to look at her, instead saying to his friend, "That girl is hot" and pointed to me! Did I mention I love him? I laughed out loud and smiled on the inside.