Sorry ladies. There will be wails of female anguish across the world tonight. It would appear that I have a girlfriend. No more philandering, no more shag buddies.
The story has a slight twist. You may recall that my best friend, and the love of my life, who I never had enough balls to proposition, got engaged recently. Well now she is married. Lovely wedding. As fate would have it I was asked to read a soliloquy of love during the service. The irony was not lost on me, and I got thoroughly drunk the night before.
Anyway, she and her new husband placed me on table with an old and very good friend of his. I am seeing some parallels here, I wouldn't be suprised if there was some feeling in the past between them. We hit it off like a house on fire, and have been seeing each other ever since. It has now gone beyond dating, she called me her boyfriend last week. She is a lovely girl, and I am very happy. We have lots of mutual friends, and we are already planning ahead to next year. This has marriage potential I think.
Slightly disturbing is the fact that she has university pictures up in her room, which have my friends husband in them. Haha. Ouch.