Originally Posted by
Adam Strange
Yesterday I went back to have lunch at the restaurant owned by the IEI whom I chased unsuccessfully for two years. She saw me sitting at a table and came over and sat down across from me, leaning back in her chair to show off her long, bare legs. (The tables have see-through tops.)
She looked like hell, and I asked her if she'd gotten enough sleep? She said No, can you guess why?, and gave me a little smirk.
"Sex", I said. "Congratulations."
"Thank you."
"So, tell me about this guy."
"He's tall", she begins, which is a swipe at me because she's six feet and I'm not, the bitch, and she thinks that's important and she knows it pisses me off. I'm sure she's putting me down because it is something she has over me and I can't change that fact, which is exactly what she'd do if I were SLE. Man, SLE's have it tough, I'd say.
"...and he has the same motorcycle that I have, the exact same model."
"A BMW tourer?"
"Yes. And he has an Airstream."
"Those are nice. So he travels, just like you do."
She smiled.
"And what else about him?"
"Oh, he's into yoga and.."
"Yoga?", I said. "Really?", disparagingly. "I think you've found yourself an Identical. Someone just like you." And then I shifted into SLE mode. I moved from my seat to the one next to her to get closer to her and touch her. Goddammit, she's beautiful and I want to slap her and fuck her and she irritates the hell out of me. How can a woman force me into animal mode so quickly?
"Well, this guy is better than your last guy. What was he, an architect?". Her Architect was a rich LSE, and at this point, I sit up straight and adjust my jacket and act constipated and she laughs.
"You know, having sex with an Identical is just like having sex with yourself", and now she's looking wary.
"Look", I said, grabbing her hand and forcing my phone into it. "Here's a picture of a woman I know who's the same type as me. I'd like to have sex with her, sure, but I know where that would lead. But maybe this guy is a good match for you. Identicals can be very validating." I'm looking at her shorts and imagining her taking them off.
"She looks like a business person", the IEI says in her French accent, staring at the phone.
"You know, he might be OK. You guys tend to travel easily because you don't feel complete and are always looking for something you can't find. In fact, half the women of your type end up with guys who are the same type. So it might work out."
She looked at me for a long time. "I'll let you know", she said, and handed back the phone. "Now I have to go."
Lol. Her immediate experience of me had overwhelmed her positive memories of me.
She got up from the table and I finished my lunch, but I saw her watching me from the shadows and smiling as I left.
Man, if I had just a bit more Se, this would have turned out differently. Probably not better, but different.
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