Appearances: Part 2 of 3

Dear Diary,

I went to church for a whole month before I was able to meet Phoebe.

It took another month before she would give me her number. And another month after that before she would let me take her out and she would only agree to lunch.

Normally, I wouldn’t have wasted my time but she was different.

I couldn’t put my finger on it but she was definitely a rare breed of woman.

Our lunch date lasted over four hours. We laughed and had good conversation.

I was impressed with her knowledge on current world events.

She had recently moved here from Georgia.

She holds a BA in Mass Communications from Harvey University. She currently heads the PR Department at The Wilkens Group, the top PR and advertising firm in the state. She is a colossal sports fan, a Sci-fi junkie, she’s into Greek mythology and she’s a beast at shooting pool. 

She has her own house, her own car, no kids —and most importantly no man.

Before we parted ways she let me know that she did not believe in or practice premarital sex.

She also stated that she knew that tidbit of information was a deal breaker and she understood if I didn’t want to see her again. But like I said earlier, she was a rare breed of woman.

Our second date was just as good as the first. So was the third date, the fourth date and every date afterwards. Before long, we were exclusively dating.

She stayed true to not having sex. Believe me, I tried to persuade her otherwise.

My friends told me there had to be something wrong with her or something wrong with me.

I admit, it was hard not being able to touch her. My sexual appetite is very intense. I could have called an ex-girlfriend. Or Sis. Patricia from church—she’s always inviting me over for cake. But I resisted the temptation.

I didn’t think it was possible to love a woman without sex being a part of the equation. But here I was, head over heels in love with Phoebe.

And I was determined to be a good man in every sense of the word.

~ Daniel ~