Put simply, my girlfriend Charlotte needs more than I can offer. I've tried being manly, but it's not worked.
After years of trying to give her what a woman needs and not succeeding, three weeks ago she finally suggested some changes in our relationship.
Originally a joke, she now calls me Caitlin pretty much all the time. I don't own any male underpants any more, just panties (not hers - I had to go out any buy my own).
I don't know where this is going, but Charlotte's asked me to keep this blog as a diary...Caitlin's diary. And she's going to check it once a week, and use it to determine the next steps in our relationship.
So who knows where this is going…it’s all up to Charlotte I guess, and she's already told me there will be plenty of suprises in store...
![Charlotte left early this morning for work, and left a skirt exactly like this one on the bed. I just got a phone call from her…
“It’s me”, she said.
“Hi Charlotte”
“Hey honey…Caitlin” [giggle]
“Charlotte! Do you have to call me that?”. I was so embarrassed.
“That’s your name silly. Have you chosen my dress for Saturday yet?”
“Not yet. Getting there though.”
“Good girl” Charlotte replied. “Did you see the present?”
“What present?”
“The one I left on the bed”.
“The skirt? You bought yourself a present? It’s nice”.
“You like it????” Giggling from Charlotte, and then fainter, “He likes it!”. There was a soft sound of laughter in the background.
“Who’s there with you?”
“Oh no-one…just some of the girls in the office. Nevermind that. Back to the skirt. You like it?”
“I guess so. It’s nice”.
“So …you like the present?”
“Yes. You’ll look nice in it.”
“I would, I know. Exceeeeept…..it wasn’t for me…”
“What do you mean?” Could this mean…
“It’s for you silly!” More female laughter in the background…
“What do you mean, for me? And why are people laughing…are they listening to this????” I cried.
“Don’t worry about that. Let’s talk about your present later…I need to get back to work”
“Er…okay…Charlotte, I’m scared”.
“Oh, don’t be honey. It’ll be okay”. She sounded sincere.
“Okay. S…s…see you later. Bye.”
“Bye Caitlin…enjoy your present [giggle]”. Click.
And that’s how the conversation went. What do I do now!? She’s home in one hour. I’ll update you later.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvf825MKiW1qac4quo1_400.jpg)
Charlotte left early this morning for work, and left a skirt exactly like this one on the bed. I just got a phone call from her…
“It’s me”, she said.
“Hi Charlotte”
“Hey honey…Caitlin” [giggle]
“Charlotte! Do you have to call me that?”. I was so embarrassed.
“That’s your name silly. Have you chosen my dress for Saturday yet?”
“Not yet. Getting there though.”
“Good girl” Charlotte replied. “Did you see the present?”
“What present?”
“The one I left on the bed”.
“The skirt? You bought yourself a present? It’s nice”.
“You like it????” Giggling from Charlotte, and then fainter, “He likes it!”. There was a soft sound of laughter in the background.
“Who’s there with you?”
“Oh no-one…just some of the girls in the office. Nevermind that. Back to the skirt. You like it?”
“I guess so. It’s nice”.
“So …you like the present?”
“Yes. You’ll look nice in it.”
“I would, I know. Exceeeeept…..it wasn’t for me…”
“What do you mean?” Could this mean…
“It’s for you silly!” More female laughter in the background…
“What do you mean, for me? And why are people laughing…are they listening to this????” I cried.
“Don’t worry about that. Let’s talk about your present later…I need to get back to work”
“Er…okay…Charlotte, I’m scared”.
“Oh, don’t be honey. It’ll be okay”. She sounded sincere.
“Okay. S…s…see you later. Bye.”
“Bye Caitlin…enjoy your present [giggle]”. Click.
And that’s how the conversation went. What do I do now!? She’s home in one hour. I’ll update you later.