Owning Regina: Diary of my unxpected passion for another woman Read Online Free PDF

everything about tools and equipment. Together we rebuilt his beat-up old Triumph TR-4 from the ground up. We turned it into a showpiece over the course of two years. I learned everything about cars. We used to have to go to the junkyard all the time to hunt for parts and remove them ourselves.
     
    So, it only took me about a second to see that Regina’s Vespa was electric.  My first thought was, “that is so cool.” My second thought was, "Of course, what else would a vegetarian drive besides an electric Vespa."  She looked really great on it and it fit her.
     
    She pulled up right into this shaft of light, parked, and then pulled off her helmet. Her hair spilled out like root beer and she radiated in the backlighting like she was in a commercial!
     
    After getting off her bike, we did a little hug and I gestured for us to take a stroll. As we walked around the tiny park, the conversation basically went like this:
     
    ME
    So what's going on that you had to meet right away?
     
    REGINA
    You're going to think I'm crazy. But I swear I have never done this before in my life! I have never taken a liking to someone so instantly with such a strong connection as with you.
     
    ME
    ( Playing it cool)
    Yeah, It seems like we really click. I've always wanted a friendship to be easy and mutual. But frankly, I have this fear that we might hate each other in a couple weeks.
    (We both laugh)
    So, why are we meeting? What did you want to say?
     
    Regina turn ed really deep.
     
    REGINA
    ( Embarrassed)
    I ... want to do something with you.
     
    ME
    ( Trying to grasp it)
    “Do something with me?”   Like what?
     
    REGINA
    I don’t know.
     
    ME
    Well you must have some idea? I mean, we could go for tea, go shopping together, go to the to see Les Misérables, or I could just throw you in the back of my trunk and drive around for no reason.  What did you have in mind?
     
    REGINA
    Anything. I would want to do anything.
     
    ME
    Ok. The trunk it is!
     
    An odd look rushed over her face that meant she thought I was serious. I quickly let out my laugh to reassure her that it was pun. She laughed along with me for a beat and then the conversation continued:
     
    REGINA
    Do you want the same thing?
     
    ME
    To do something with you? Sure. I really think you are amazing; I’m intrigued by you. It’s strange. If you added up all the time we have shared with each other, it would only total a few hours in yoga class together. Not to be blunt, but you’re not asking me on a “date” are you? Because I’m...
     
    REGINA
    You're not gay.
     
    ME
    Right.
     
    REGINA
    Me neither!!! . I have never dated a woman or even thought about it. Like I said, I have never done this or felt this way. I don't know what came over me. But yeah, I guess I’m maybe thinking of... a date... just for fun.
     
    Then this whole range of feelings came over me. First off, I was flattered. Everybody wants to be loved. It felt good. Then, I was frustrated and a little angry. I didn't want to be put on the spot and I also saw our new "friendship" collapsing at that very second forever. It fit with my idea of “too fast, too fragile”.
     
    ME
    I'm totally straight. Besides, what would be the point? We are in different stages of our lives. I'm 26 and in career mode. You are a full 12 years older than me and have a kid to be concerned with. So even if we went on a date, it would be a dead end. How about we just do something fun together and see where the friendship goes?
     
    REGINA
    I can’t believe myself. You must think I’m a psycho!
     
    ME
    It was a tad unexpected. We’re total strangers. But I must admit, you are the most stunning 38 year old I have ever seen. You're beautiful!   The thing is, I can't just change my sexual orientation like flipping a switch. Sorry.
     
    Regina looked crushed. I started feeling like the bad guy and didn't like it.
     
    ME
    ( Escalating resentment)
    I'm sorry. I really want to "like" you, but I'm not wired that way.