So today I met up with a really nice guy. We met at the column in union square.I got there early – as usual – and watched a bunch of kids having a great time dancing up on the stage area. Like a dance party, they had house music going and were dancing as if no one was watching. It was beautiful. There was a young girl – I figure she was around 16 or 17 – she was so secure in her body. Short shorts, cut off shirt, pierced navel – she was dancing with abandon and using a hula hoop as well. I wish I had been so secure in my body when I was that age. It was a great thing to watch. 

The skier showed up a few minutes later. He smiled and gave me a hug in greeting. We briefly discussed one of the coffee places on the plaza and then decided to go to Starbucks on the way to China town. He was on the hunt for some dehydrated mushrooms. So we head to Chinatown and the Starbucks where he buys me an Americano. We grab our coffees and walk through the gates into another world. 

We walk and talk and start getting to know each other. We duck into a shop or two – the place was packed. Lots of people shopping. Superbowl Sunday and all the Chinese were shopping. Several corners had Chinese bands playing. So odd to hear street musicians playing ancient chinese music. He works part time at one of the universities and then freelances the rest of the time. 

We wander through the streets, the chinese lanterns strung across the road, bright red against the blue sky.  

Eventually we end up back at Union Square and sit at a table, talking for awhile. We compare OKC notes and past dates and relationships. He lets me know that he is actually 57 and not 50 but he doesn’t look it so that’s ok. Through the conversation I talk a little bit about Mr. Charisma – mostly about the open, multi-primary and ADHD nature of his need to date multiple people and have sex a lot. He asks me if he has property in a certain part of the state and I say yes. He then asks a specific feature in his house – and I say yes – and then he asks me if his name is… – and I say yes – we are talking about the same person. 

Apparently, his ex – now best friend – is one of Mr. Charisma’s women but apparently she is low on his list too since he has slimmed down the number of women he sees. 

We laugh and keep talking. I need to go so say my goodbyes – we agree that this was fun and that we both had a good time and would like to see each other again. I liked him. 

I get home and am talking to my friend and tell him about the date and the small world discovery and as I am telling him, Mr Charisma texts me asking how my date went. Turns out theSkier was texting his friend and she was texting Mr. Charisma and he in turn texting me and then the Skier texts me that his friend remembered me from Mr. Charisma’s birthday party. Uh oh. That party which was a play party. That party where I had sex in the middle of the party with one of my buddies – that party where we started in the open (along with a lot of other activities going on) and moved to the bedroom but not before spending a ton of time fucking in the open. Hmm – well it is an adult world and I am an adult….and this all leads to the first time I have heard from Mr. Charisma since the new year. 

The skier and I text some more, I send him my real phone number and we are tentatively getting together later this week.