Men I've dated, part n of a series

A former lover of mine was so intrigued by me that he wrote a screenplay about me a few years ago.

It was a feature-length rom-com along the lines of Chasing Amy, only the character he based on me wasn't gay, and my love interest wasn't a comic book artist. The movie was never produced. He was realistically talking to people who could talk to people who could have produced it, and Rosario Dawson would have played me. As it was, he held a reading in somebody's livingroom with some local actors. One of the actors didn't show, so I had to read my own part, even though I'm not an actor by any stretch of the imagination -- and I ended up having to begin my début performance by simulating an orgasm in front of half a dozen near-strangers (and my former lover).

Some aspects of the film showed up in a short film he made a year or so later: a couple of the jokes, thoughts about non-monogamy, a character's name. But as far as I can tell, the feature film is still on blocks.

That said, it's nice to remember that I was his muse for the short time that we dated. He's with the love of his life now. We all run into each other a few times a year in the local arts community. I assume he's told her that we slept together a few times. But to avoid drama I never bring it up, in case he hasn't told her; and if he has, there's no respectful, polite reason for me to bring it up anyway.