This morning I received an email from an old friend “Bad Boy”. Bad Boy for those of you who don’t know is the boy in high school that taught me all about blow jobs. He is also to date the only boy/man that I ever was with where I swallowed. God I love being friends with Bad Boy. He has gone to extremes to keep in touch over the years. He has grown into a wonderful man it seems.
And while his holiday greeting email warmed my heart, it also made me sad. It made me think back to the last time Bad Boy and I talked on the phone which was well before my Ashley Madison days and well before my secret blog.
I just sent him the link to my blog and am curious what his reaction will be. Bad Boy is never judgmental so that is not my concern. If Bad Boy didn’t live clear across the country I probably would have more” personal” contact with him.
I am not sure what I am hoping to gain by sending him the link to this blog. Bad Boy may be the one man that can guide me toward the light. He knows me. He knows the REAL Kitty. He knows that scared little girl that wants to break free but whose heart is so fragile. He has held my heart in his hands for a brief period of time. He could have taken advantage of a very young, very fragile Kitty when I was just a kitten and he didn’t. For that I will always be grateful.
And so, I wait to hear what Bad Boy thinks about what has been going on. And more importantly, I wait to hear what the first man I have ever been with thinks I should do.