Get stuffed!

It's funny how sometimes new relationships seem to evolve very quickly. L and I had an argument on Monday. She called me from her friends house. R is, she has told me before, full of fun and is sex mad! She talks about it all the time. My kind of woman, I said. But when L put her friend on the phone to talk to me I was a little surprised. When R asked if I had a friend who would come round for a no-strings one-night stand because she was gagging for a shag, I was flabbergasted.

Not sure if this was genuine, a wind up or just a little friendly banter, said that I had no such single friends, but volunteered my own services. She laughed. Then after putting down the phone, L and I were texting each other and I jokingly suggested that I could sort her friend out. That was, in retrospect, a big mistake. I did not consider L's feelings, but I thought we were just friends.

She replied: "She up for it, so go for it, hun" That reinforced my assumption.

"Are you sure? Thought you didn't wanted to "

"No hun I promise. Come back to my senses today." Maybe I misinterpreted that one, because I asked:

"So ask R what time I should come round?"

"Get stuffed. You aint shagging anyone when you seeing me, so your choice?" Hang on. That's not what she was saying a minute ago. I was now getting angry.

"Make up your mind"

"Ouch. That hurt, but I'd never stand in your way. But my friends would never shag you coz they wouldn't want to hurt me."

"I don't like people fucking with my head."

The thing is I could not distinguish her genuine honest thoughts and feelings from the banter, and let my dick (as usual) rule my head. I felt like I was being messed with and at that moment I wanted to just forget about L and her nutty friend.

Then on Wednesday, she sent "We over, you know that?" It was what I was expecting, and truth be told, half wanted. I saw no future for us as a couple and having casual sex when one of us was (sometimes) having feelings for the other was not a recipe for happiness. She explained that she couldn't "do the sex share thing" but she wouldn't stop me.

She said I had hurt her because I would have gone to shag her friend but not her. That was, to an extent, true. She had correctly assumed that I wanted to spend my weekday evenings with my son, and he prefers being at home to going to his grandmothers. On a school night, it's even more inconvenient. But I was prepared to make arrangements if someone I had never been with before was 'gagging for it'. She said she would miss me, but didn't have any regrets.

That night, she sent "Fucking hell, I miss you already." I said I was sorry about what had happened. She said she had got too involved, that her feelings were growing.

The next day she said she was going to try to get back on track, whatever that meant. I was really confused. Trying to gauge her feelings from her texts was near impossible. She seemed to be swinging from one extreme to another within days.