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I've known a bunch of strippers like that. They are always dangling the possibility of jumping the fence - as long as the cash is flowing. If you know it's their job, it's kinda fun, but I've seen a bunch of guys convince themselves that the straight guy swinging his unit for cash is really just a misunderstood closeted soul who needs rescue.
At least with the strippers, if you have enough cash, you probably can have what you want - for a fee. But I don't really see that happening with a P.T.
(emphasis mine)
I've known a bunch of strippers like that. They are always dangling the possibility of jumping the fence - as long as the cash is flowing. If you know it's their job, it's kinda fun, but I've seen a bunch of guys convince themselves that the straight guy swinging his unit for cash is really just a misunderstood closeted soul who needs rescue.
At least with the strippers, if you have enough cash, you probably can have what you want - for a fee. But I don't really see that happening with a P.T.
I mean, the guy barely charges me. I pay him about $30 per session since he offered to work with my budget and he isn't certified or anything.
Last night, he texted me to work out tomorrow morning. I told him "no mornings lol" and "you never wake up" (he's told me several times to do a morning session, I set my alarm to wake up early, and it never happens). He told me "100%". I said fine. He told me "I also wanna talk to you" and I asked about what. He said "blow me" so I 'jokingly' said "anytime" with a winking emoji and then said "jk" and he said "hahaha".
This morning, I got up and called him, he didn't answer. I texted him and he replied and told me to come. I was pretty shocked, this is the first time he followed through with morning plans. We were working out and I asked what he was doing later today, he said just working. I mentioned that I wanted to see a movie and he said him too. I asked if he wanted to go tonight and he said yeah. Knowing how flakey he is, I said "If you don't want to go, just tell me" and he said "no, I do". He then jokingly said "we can hold hands and I'll cut out the bottom of the popcorn and put my dick in it" and I laughed and made a comment. He wanted me to work out longer, but I told him I had to go to work. He told me to come back later tonight after work to finish. I mentioned going to the movies after and he told me to bring a change of clothes and I could rinse up at his place after we work out. I totally forgot because I got distracted, to ask him what it was that he wanted to talk to me about (as he mentioned in the texts last night).
I texted him toward the end of my work day and asked if I should text him once I get out. He said yeah, but that he was dealing with shit and then said "not too good". I said "Lol you're ditching me again aren't you". He said "no" and then asked me if I know anyone who has a room for rent. He said that he's trying to save money, and then went into this ordeal about how his apartment complex is calling the sheriff on him because he threatened to "fuck them up", and mentioned that he asked to stay for 2 more weeks because he didn't know his lease was up. He told me to call him when I got out of work, so I did.
During the phone call, he mentioned that his 'roommate' (who I'm not even sure exists, I've been in his apartment twice and didn't see anyone, though I do know he has 2 bedrooms) got caught smoking weed and selling coke outside the building. He said that he was on his way to his apartment to get some clothes and leave. I asked where he'd be staying and he said he didn't know, and just wanted to get his stuff out of there. He told me he'd call me later when he got home, then jokingly said "ok babe?" (or something like that) and then said "love you!". Whatever...
I doubt I'm going to get a call. I'll text him in a half hour, but I'm expecting to get the run around again. It just sucks because it really felt like we were getting closer at least on a friendly level, and then he pulls this shit. I don't even know if the story about him getting kicked out of his apartment is true, or if it's just a made-up story to avoid hanging out with me. Once again I'm left wondering if it's me personally that he doesn't want to hang out with, or if he just has too many other things going on. I flat out told him if he didn't want to go to movies, he didn't have to say yes, but he said "no, I want to".
I just don't understand...it's very exhausting, yet somehow I keep running back like the pathetic sack of shit I am.