LOL...I am falling out laughing hysterically. A good friend of mines just returned home to NYC after two years living abroad in Prague. She and I have so many shared experiences, relationship-wise, it's bananas!!! At the same time, we both were dating jealous, crazy, and abusive guys - in the same state! Yeah, it was crazy. Then I jetted from my relationship, as did she. I went to the Caribbean and she went to Prague. Now, we both are regrouped, healed, and stronger.
So, yesterday we were talking and she mentioned to me about a guy she used to date a long time ago. Well, instead of me telling you the story, read it below...then I want you to ask yourself, have you ever had Sexual Closure with someone??
Sexual Closure
by Lois Lane
I've been home almost two weeks and between the reunions and job interviews, all I can say: It's been interesting.
It took me about four days to get into the swing and vibe of the city. It first came last Saturday when I went shopping with my cousin at the Macy's Department store in Herald Square. I was trying to convince her that she needed to branch out and buy a pair of heels for no other reason than they were elevated and pretty. At this precise moment, a woman butted into our conversation from nowhere to offer her two cents.
Ah, it's good to be home.
Then, I left my cousin to go to what we call, 'The Spot.' This is the affectionate name we have for the hectic Dominican hair salon where you can go from having a happy, nappy kitchen to china doll straight hair all in a matter of half a day on a good Saturday. It's here where they wash, condition, roll and blow out every woman on the Upper West Side who puts down $20 + $5 + $5. If you've ever been to a Dominican shop you know about the $5 add-ons.
Back in the day, I spent many a Saturday morning putting down my $20 + $5 + $5. When I walked in, I found my old stylist, Idalia. It took her a minute before the lost gaze on her face turned to recognition. Her reaction: "You're so skinny."
Ah, it's good to be home.
An amazing two hours later, I left feeling like my old self after two years of braids and otherwise less desired coifs.
It feels good to be home.
But the best New York moment came from an old friend. Now, even though I've decided not to use his name, I must supply the backstory. About a decade ago, we used to 'date' but he wasn't ever my boyfriend. Anyway, in the years since, we've moved onto a platonic friendship -- or, so I thought.
I met up with this particular old friend for dinner at his place. I was glad to see him and this guy can burn, so I was excited about the visit. With bellies full and Kona coffee poured, we got to talking about our love lives. I explained that I'm interested in someone, yada, yada, yada. Genuinely surprised by the timing (so soon after my return), he had the following suggestion to cap the evening:
"Before you do that, we should have sexual closure on our relationship."
Dear God, I have now heard it all. Thank you for this last bit of comedy before I close my eyes and die, laughing.
He, however, was serious. He went on to explain how, although our friendship would continue that he would like to share this with me one, last, time. When I overcame my shock, I explained I was uninterested in revisiting that part of our history. He continued with how I would regret it once I was settled into a routine. Don't think so. And that when I did regret it, he might not be able to help me out.
"Aw, come on. You know you want to."
No, I don't. I figured the time we 'colorful sexual euphemism here' and it turned out to be the last that was all the closure our sexual relationship needed. And I'm positive I'm not wrong.
My close circle of friends, thought it was true hilarity and one for the record books. One person said, it actually belongs on a t-shirt:
Sexual Closure
Get SomeWhat do you think? Are there people whom you need to have sex with one last time before committing to the idea of someone else? If you are in a relationship, you do regret not having sex with someone once more?
Having lived in many places around the globe, it's only in NYC do you even have to ponder situations like this. It really is great to be home.