Argh they really are like buses! I live/work in Asia where single men over 35 who like Western women are like gold dust; haven't had a single date in the 18 months I've been here. Had been getting pretty depressed about being terminally single (I'm 37) and so a few weeks ago I threw caution to the wind and agreed to meet up with a guy who I'd met on holiday a while ago. He lives in Australia so I knew that any relationship was going to be tricky, but we had such a lovely time together that we made plans to meet again in a month and it's all been quite intense, in a nice way. Though we haven't discussed it expressly, I'd say the tacit understanding was that we wouldn't see other people and maybe in time look at a way to be together.
Then last night, was out with friends and was introduced to this great single guy - we hit it off, drank too much and I ended up going home with him. He's really lovely and wants to see me again; if I had met him before I got it together with OzMan I'd have been delighted. But OzMan has kind of stolen my heart. So I've gone from no boyfriend, and not even any potentials for nearly two years, to cheating on my long distance boyfriend and lying to a great, honest man about being single!
Maybe lovelyman was sent out of the blue to show me that I can't be trusted, long distance is never going to work and I should call a halt to it now before we get in too deep. But I didn't feel anything close to the connection I have with OzMan. And the chance of lovelyman finding out about OzMan from our mutual friends is pretty high so he'll no doubt go right off me when he finds out I'm a cheater.