the milestone

The other day I reached a milestone in my latest relationship & it wasn't the first kiss, first time we had sex, 3 month anniversary kind of milestone. No, it was the first & hopefully last time he had walked in on me on the toilet - naked (i wud like to take this oppurtunity to explain that I was about to shower & therefore had removed my clothing - obviously)

Anyway he simply surveyed the scene in front of him before shuffling out backwards to my exclamation of 'OH!' those kind of guilty sounds that escape your mouth without you meaning them to. As the door swiftly closed and I lept after it to bolt the door fast all I could do was stand there horrified & feeling slightly violated!

I ran the shower & stood beneath the jet of water considering what angle to take with this. Should I:-

a) pretend it never happened & live on peacefully in ignorant bliss

b) avoid each other in awkward silence & see if he has the balls to address this most embarassing of subjects

or c) launch into an angry tirade ranting about lack of privacy

Never one to shy away from anything I went for a slightly toned down version of option see. So stepping out of the bathroom my towel wrapped around me I re-entered the bedroom where my boyfriend was perched on the end of the bed.

"You are a terrible boyfriend!" I exclaimed trying to make light of the subject, "What has a girl got to do to get a little privacy around here?" He held his hands up - an innocent gesture trying to ward off my attack, "I thought you were just in the shower & was coming in to surprise you. But don't worry, I still fancy you," he teased, but he had this wide-eyed look in his eye. "OH!" (there it was again escaping like that). . I buried my face in my hands wondering if he would keep getting random flash backs to that hideous hideous image of me.

I wondered if we would ever be able to get past this, if I would be paranoid that he would always be picturing me naked on the toilet for heavens sake!!! When I recounted my tale to a friend she was anything but concerned. "I think you reach that point in your relationship when you just feel completely comfortable around each other," she told me (she's been with her boyfriend for over 3 years). "I'll often be cleaning my teeth when Jim's on the toilet, or he will come in & chat to me when I'm on the toilet."

I think my expression gave the game away, I'm not sure I'll ever reach that point in a relationship where I would be happy for either my partner or myself to be present when the other is on the toilet. Some things should just be kept strictly to yourself, am I right?