It seems Kevin has a girlfriend. Not named Shae.
He met her last summer, they dated some, and then last fall things got more serious. I don’t know if she has moved in with him, but it seems they are close to that. At least.
Kevin has always had girlfriends, and his other relationships have been a somewhat open book. I never really knew who and how many, but he would let it slip about one or another, and I have enjoyed teasing him about these “other women.”
In some sense, Kevin has always been a “player,” juggling multiple relationships all the time, although my impression of that term is more negative than I think Kevin to be. He is a responsible man at heart, I believe, and while his relationships may overlap slightly sometimes, he is mostly with one woman at a time. Still, he streams women through his life. He samples experiences with women, like a shopper in Costco on Saturday morning. I say that without malice — we all are in a process of sampling experiences. For Kevin, it’s just that he does it in a certain way, like some men do.
I believe that was part of his story with Amanda and then with me, although we lived with him for a year, and she with him before that for a time. That history before me has been in black-and-white but now is getting colorized: I think Kevin was sampling us in terms of his interests in bondage and BDSM… Well, that may be selling short his original relationship with Amanda. I don’t really know about that. It’s really okay in any case.
It seems now there is a woman Kevin is sampling whom he may be thinking is The One.
I know this now because Amanda and Kevin had a phone call over the weekend. The call was ostensibly about my next visit with him, but he mentioned to Amanda this woman and how it might change the arrangement.
He said to Amanda he would call me about this sometime this week.
How do I feel about this? There’s a lot to get into more generally, about how relationships work in and around the slave life, what they are and aren’t, and how sex bonds you to someone apart from the romantic. But for now, I’ll just share my immediate feelings.
I like Kevin but am not in love with him. He has known and had me as a slave; he has known and had me as an escort. While those are relationships of “function,” one might say, and therefore a kind of distance is built-in to them, they have also yielded degrees of intimacy that many couples, even married couples never get to. I feel attached to Kevin, even though I am not in love with him, because he has explored some of the deepest parts of me.
One of the good things about my development in slavery is the relinquishment of self. As a slave, lesson one is “it’s not about you.” Maybe lesson two is “you are owned property and so you cannot own anything.” So, I have never assumed that my place in Kevin’s life and bed has really been about me, nor is Kevin someone I “possess” in relationship. Being his escort not his slave is somewhat different, but the same things apply: I am a girl for hire, so to speak, and I cannot, do not, expect to “have” him. If anything, an escort expects there are other escorts and other girlfriends. We serve at his pleasure.
That isn’t to say there aren’t pangs of jealousy in this. His new girl gets to enjoy him, and I won’t. Yet mine are feelings simply of absence not of expectation or rights. I will miss not being with him from time to time, though I won’t feel emotionally distraught about another woman occupying his life.
In fact, I am happy for him. Another aspect of my development has been my sense of purpose in being pleasure to others. This is sexual, most often, but in other ways too in which people might pleasure in my personality and wit and even my klutziness. For a time, I have been able to provide myself as all these pleasures to Kevin, and that for me has been fulfilling.
And now perhaps he has opportunity in another relationship more permanent, one with this other woman, to find his more constant pleasure.
I truly wish that for him.
Nothing was finalized in his discussion with Amanda. My further status with him is a bit up in the air.
There is something he has to decide yet in regard to his new flame. I don’t know what that is, but it seems he is about to ask her something that might be significant. Perhaps that is his proposal to her to live with him. Or something more.
Or maybe he will back away from this yet, and my visits with him will continue. I don’t know.
That’s another lesson from the slave life: you never control your future. Maybe no one does. Maybe we slaves learn sooner than others that we have to let go of that illusion.