Girlfriend

Tonights a very special night and I couldn't let it pass without mentioning it on here; you see a year ago tonight I fell in love with my girlfriend - that's right it's our first anniversary! I know what you're all thinking, me with a girlfriend right? That's correct you read it right, and before you ask no I'm not a closet straight boy (my baby and I are laughing at that one - a closet straight boy, it is good!), I've not turned bisexual nor am I cheating on my boyfriend; I would never cheat on my boyfriend. Excuse us a minute, we're still laughing at the closet straight boy comment, gosh that's just top, all straight boys should be in the closet anyway, it's nothing to be proud of. Neither of us have any idea of how they get off in a straight relationship and we both think straight boys are serious cock teasers; no joke - there's some real serious straight boy totty about and they're just wasted on girls; they should all find themselves a nice boyfriend to love. As usual we're heading way off subject here, straight boys you should be ashamed of yourselves - get back in the closet, I'm sorry it's the last time I'll mention it; and it's a joke okay, I mean each to their own so don't start sending me hate mail, I don't take any notice of it anyway, it's a waste of your time if you're thinking of doing it.

So I've got a girlfriend, it's no big deal, a gay-boy can have a girlfriend and I'm not alone here; my boyfriend has also got a girlfriend who he loves very much too. Whatever, a girlfriend is a gay-boys best friend, seriously; we share a great deal in common - such as loving guys, make up, jewellery, fashion and gossiping. To be truthful and heartfelt, for me personally I just find myself more at ease amongst girls in the straight world - straight guys are way too aggressive and way out of touch with their sensitive side for me; they kind of scare me at times. I don't seem to fit into that world, I don't want to fit into that world, I like myself just as I am and I would hate to trade my sexuality or anything else; I just couldn't be like a great deal of straight guys.

Hence, my girlfriend; she was one of the first people I told I was gay and since then, well I don't know but we kind of hit it off to some tune; I guess like my boyfriend we were just kind of made for each other, waiting for fate to lead us together and when it did bang (and that's bang as in us getting on and not bang as in a sexual term. I hope that's obvious, I mean girlfriend is a sexy girl - yes even I can appreciate that fact but that's where it ends; I think I speak safely for girlfriend too there - although she may disagree with me being sexy! That's not her fault though, I'm not laying blame here, in her defence I guess it's my femininity; I think she needs a real man to make her all sultry and that my friends is not me) I'm sorry, we're laughing again at my in-jokes here! Whatever, that didn't stop the rumours; before I became openly gay to all and sundry there were those that thought girlfriend and I were, well, girlfriend and boyfriend, in a kind of sexually attractive and sexually active kind of way - no joke.

Anyway, this time last year girlfriend sent me an innocent text whilst the X-Factor final was on, I guess she thought I'd be at home watching it because JLS were on - I had the serious hots for Aston back then. I wasn't at home watching, I was out in the gay village on the pull and I was kind of drunk; so what started out as an innocent text exchange soon sunk into the depths of depravity as the night went on and I got more drunk and eventually pulled. I wish I could say that I went home with my boyfriend but I didn't - that would have been perfect, a double celebration; I mean I knew him back then in a non-comittal sex kind of way but I wasn't with him that night. I've no idea who I went home with to be honest, I think there's a photo of him on my old phone somewhere; but what his name was and what he looked like is a mystery - I was like that back then! And despite my unforgiving memory, I can still remember implicitly the nature of the texts I sent that night; it's permanently etched into my mind, it's the funniest text exchange you could ever hope to see.

That was the real start of our friendship, of me getting a girlfriend and sharing my life and way too much detail with her. And it's pretty much continued that way, you know when I saw her after a weekend off she'd want to see the photos of the guys I'd been with so she could rate them and rate how drunk I was; gosh that sounds awful doesn't it - I mean my sexual conduct and not girlfriends rating system, but beforehand if she knew I was going out on a Saturday night she'd always tell me to be careful, to use protection, to wear my hat, scarf and gloves. Yes, I remember and that's the heart of the matter; she didn't judge my behaviour nor my sexuality even when it would have been so easy to do so, I mean even I'll admit I was a slut back then because it's the truth; and she was always looking out for my safety.

Not that we've not had our moments, we've struggled on thorny ground more than once, particularly so when I was single, I was less self confident with my sexuality and more prone to getting hurt as a result; and sometimes I'd retaliate and that just made it worse. But through it all we've always managed to find our way back to each other and there's always been more happier times than sad. I love happy times and girlfriend brings that happiness into my world; it's a very special gift, girlfriend is a very special gift. I guess like the programme that brought us together girlfriend has just got the X-Factor. Happy anniversary girlfriend - here's to another year of happiness, I love you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.