I tried twice to stop the sex part of our relationship. Once because of his real partner, and once because of mine. I found it impossible both times. I actually said to him, in all earnestness, "I just can't quit you."
I asked him if this is just a repeat of his 20-years-ago mess where his current partner is Colleen and I am our mutual friend. He insists this can't be so because Colleen was a nasty, cruel woman, and his current partner is kind. But there are so many parallels. The sexless central relationship. The supposedly clueless partner. The recently divorced and slightly crazy Trilby to his Svengali. And, I hope, ultimately the lasting friendship.
Will I now have to leave the city, state, or country to ever end this hold he has on me? This hypnotism that turns me into a confident woman, able to ask for and express my sexual desires. In that book, Svengali dies of a heart attack, leaving Trilby distraught and void of her talents. In this life, the outcome is much much messier. Here is where I try to sort it out as it is happening.
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