Ecstatic Singles can be summed up in one word. . .
O L D !
Yes folks, I did indeed attend the Ecstatic Singles event with Bagelfather and we both agreed we were too young for that crowd.
I went in, as usual, kind of making fun of the whole experience – eye gazing, face stroking, etc.
But in the end, I enjoyed it all – except when the scary poly guy made a beeline to me to “connect.”
I practically tripped over myself getting to Bagelfather, my safety net.
And that’s when I realized it.
I’d rather stick with someone familiar and comfortable than stretch myself and meet someone new.
It scares me.
I’m still shy when it comes to that.
I know, I know.
You’re wondering how a woman who can stick her crotch in a stranger’s face in a hot tub could POSSIBLY be shy, but it’s true.
When there’s something on the line, I get awfully shy.
So the Ecstatic Singles get together wasn’t ENTIRELY a waste of time.
But it was pretty damn close.