the cold hard truth

i just noticed that another blogger made a comment to an earlier post i made, where i was musing over spy guy's initial interest in me.

i'm sure the commenter is a guy and of course here is truth behind his comment: that spy guy seemed interested because he had an itch he wanted scratching that night.

part of me is angry that someone who doesn't know me, who's only read what i've typed and ranted, thinks that it wasn't my charm, my looks, my conversation that dazzled spy guy and intrigued him. that perhaps this all started because he was missing his wife, his girlfriends were busy, he was stuck in london for a few days and thus i was the perfect distraction of the moment.

i'm sure there's an element of truth in that.

but i'd like to think that there's more to it than that. that the human condition is complicated and you can appreciate more than one woman or one man simultaneously. and if you fall in love, and choose to love that person, that's when you don't give in to temptation.

but at other times, all bets are off.