As I saw Peter’s reflection in the glass, I found it hard not to laugh and could not help myself when I said to him, “You’re ugly!” He was about six feet tall, dark, very hairy, and sort of looked like a big gorilla. Luckily, I was in love with Keith and my intention was never to date him, otherwise I would have been highly disappointed.
We went to a little restaurant and ordered some food. I wasn’t hungry and I kind of wanted to leave. He just wanted to be seen with me. Coincidentally, a few friends of his walked in and saw us together, which made him feel like he was “the man.” One of them asked, “Is this your girlfriend?” I hurriedly said, “No, I have five boyfriends and have no space for him!” After meeting his friends, I realized that Peter was acting as if he wanted more. I was having none of it, so I told him I was in a relationship with five men, thinking that would turn him off. I told him I had to go and I left him at the restaurant.
Peter continued to call every day and he was being annoyingly inquisitive. He wanted to know everything about my every move. I never intended on having two men in my life, but by this time, I had already begun seeing this green-eyed man named Kirk, who was just a few years older than I was. He was the epitome of good looks: six-foot-one, bow-legged, tattooed, and long hair. He had a nice complexion, since his dad was white and his mom was black. He was a handsome man, to say the least.
We met at one of my shows and he told me he was a single father of one son. He was an audio engineer. His schedule was hectic and he was often away on big gigs. I told him right away about my relationship with Keith and he told me he was fine with it, for now.
Kirk and I started dating, unbeknownst to Keith. We had a lot in common. He was a romantic. He would plan candlelit dinners and woo me with gifts. He never travelled and took nothing back from me. Initially, our relationship was a secret. I didn’t want my friends or family to know, but after a while I found it hard to hide him. I began to care about Kirk, as he showed a lot of interest in me. We would go on dates and spend a lot of time together; he filled that longing I felt when Keith was not around.
When Keith would call, Kirk would understand, but it wasn’t long before he started to show signs of jealousy. Kirk knew what he had gotten into—with me having another sugar daddy on the side—yet he threatened to reveal everything he knew to Keith’s wife, thinking that he would have had me all to himself. His demands would get daring; for example, he’d want me to stay with him even when Keith was on the Island.
Both relationships were evolving. At this point, I had been with Keith for over two years and with Kirk for one.