My old softball team is like the NY Yankees - all the potential in the world to dominate, but if the team isn't jiving together, it ain't happening. Last night our team was down 11-2. In the last 3 innings we came back and won 14-11. Go figure. If you are a Yankee fan, or even a baseball fan in general you know that the Yankees came from behind last night and kicked some major ass. They totally lit up and laid a good smack down. GO YANKEES!
Of course that means that if we had such a great game, then there needs to be a great after party correct? Which means lots of beer, lots of laughs and even a chance for some drunken debauchery. Wanna know what happened? NOTHING because Peter is a cockblocking asshole.
Here's the deal on Peter. Shortly after things went south with the ex-husband, Peter and I were hanging out, partying like it was 1999. Wild times is putting it lightly. But its all good - we were friends first and foremost and its always stayed that way. We are still pretty good friends until this day. But let me get back - of course things went in that direction - and we ended up in the horizontal mambo. I really thought it was going to be earth shattering, mind blowing, hot wet sex.
Uh no.
It was disappointing to say the least. After all the girls this kid has been with, you would think he was a pro. Again - Uh no. It was just not good.
Peter is now dating a friend of mine, we'll call her Agnes. I told them each separately from the very begininning that they should not date. They are awful for each other. But who listens to Mer? The last two years have been nothing but bad for them, yet they still date. Go figure. Anywho, Agnes was not there last night and Peter's hands were.
You'll recall that last week H's and I had our own little smooch fest. I only mentioned it briefly, but it was really cute and then it got hot. I mean he ASKED if he could kiss me. What is more adorable than that? But one kiss turned into 4 and it was all good - AWLLL GOOD. Feeling it? Get it? Got it? Good.
At about 4:30 p.m. I received a call from H's asking if I was going to the game. Could there be a potential hook-up again? Hhhhmmmm? I was going to the game anyway, this was just icing. The flirty flirt thing occurred all game - stolen glances and extra smiles on both sides. Totally feeling the humor too. H is funny like that. But at the bar, Peter had his hands all over me. I swear there are hand prints on my ass. He kept trying to convince me that since I was single that it would be ok for us to get together, but that I would have to keep my mouth shut so Agnes wouldn't find out. Are you fucking kidding me?
To add insult to injury, his little hand escapade kept H on the sideline - as much as I tried to play it all off, it just didn't work. By 10:45 p.m. I had had enough and decided to call it a night. Did H get to kiss me good night like on Thursday. - ALL TOGETHER NOW - UH NO. H and I had to say good-bye from across a table, he blew kisses at me and I told him that I would take a rain check on the smooches. Again, H is cool like that.
Here's the dilemma though and here is where I could use your help. Agnes is my friend and she is constantly worrying about Peter cheating. Agnes has even gone as far as almost employing the services of Trixie to trap Peter, but we all calmed down and decided against it. Although I do not think that he has cheated on her yet, there is not ONE DAMN doubt in my mind that he wouldn't have fooled around last night given half a chance. Not one. I've known this kid a long time and I probably know him better than he does. So do I tell her? I really don't want to be the bearer of bad news, plus I've told this girl dozens of times that he's not worth her time. I've basically told her to leave him, but she's too stupid. I guess she's afraid of being alone - or maybe she's trying to tame the wild beast, I don't know. If anything she should learn by my example from Ted. I don't think I'll tell her. There is a part of her that knows he's not faithful or at least that he will not stay faithful.
I don't know if I'm more upset about his cockblocking - because he knows ALL about me and H and yet he was selfish and pushed his friend away. Or if I'm upset because I know I hold this vital information - actually I'm upset that I was the target. If it was someone else he tried to fool around with I might be able to have a better judgment call, but I don't think I can do anything because it was me. Comments Anyone?
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That happened to me once. My best friend's boyfriend propositioned me. I was horrified, and turned him down. I didn't say anything to her until after they had broken up, which I think was the right thing to do.
We can't let Agnes go on like this with him, Mer. He's hit on both of us and God knows who else. She deserves better, even though she is so blind and stupid right now. Question is - what do you say to her?
I love you all. I swear, you guys kill me. I will tell her, but when the time is right. He'll fuck up again soon enough with her and then I'll have to tell her.
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