One night stand that happened twice

Wow- it’s been a while since I have written. I suppose I should update, since so much has happened.

Where to begin… well, I moved, as I stated before. I love it. I haven’t had so much solitude in decades. Monday nights are my very own. Mikey works until 1 AM, so I clean house, relax, read, nap, whatever my little heart desires. It’s fantastic. I miss my family, just a little, but they are always a phone call away. Sarah is out of rehab, and Rob has gone completely nuts… threatening to kill himself if Sarah does not marry him… and, actually, he attempted to. Long story that I do NOT want to delve into.

The title to my entry, ah yes. It is the strangest thing. My sex life is pretty unactive these days. I have had maybe a date or two in the past four months, but nothing worth pursueing. Most of my sex life comes from a quick fling, a one night stand. Now, I am not the one to cry over a one night stand, only if I’ve gotten to REALLY know the guy, and he leaves my bed before I even wake up. I haven’t christened my bed with a “fling” since I moved in.

My last one night stand was May 14th, my friend Laura’s birthday. We just hung out with some friends of hers. There was me, Laura, Ken and Star, Jim (A guy I worked with YEARS ago) and this other guy that referred to as “Davis”. So, we were at Ken’s house drinking, playing cards, and we had to smoke outside. So, once, I went out to smoke and Davis followed me. We made idle chit chat, and I told him I was moving out, yada yada. My plans were to only stay until 2 AM. I had to be up at 6 the next day to pick up Katie from school. Well, I was too drunk to drive home. So, I crashed in the spare bedroom, giving Laura and Jim (who hit it off quite nicely) some alone time. Davis decided to crash as well. I set an alarm, was about to pass out, when Davis asked if he could share the bed. He climbed in… few minutes later, we were going at it. We had our fun, and then… I left. I had to get home. I didn’t think I would see him again.

Well, Laura’s grad party was Saturday night. She told me Davis would be there. And sure enough, he was. I was grabbing my third (or fourth?) drink from the open bar when I hear, “Hey Liz, how’s it going?” And it’s Davis. So, we both go back to the tent where Laura and a bunch of others were sitting just talking. He sat next to me. At one point, he grabbed my hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. As the story goes… I once again drank too much to drive. Laura said I could share her bed with her.

I was going up to set the alarm… I had to work a double the next day. Davis followed me. He was trying to figure out the VCR in her room. We picked a movie and I sat on the floor next to him. Next thing I know, he is kissing my neck. We start fooling around, and he tries to take it further. I stopped him. “We can’t, we are in Laura’s house, on her floor, in her bedroom!” He turned his baby blues on me and said, ” I want you so bad right now, I am going to find scissors and cut those pants off of you.” Needless to say, we started… but, I heard the stairs creak. The little “fling” sobered me up, and I decided to drive home. Davis needed a ride. I drove him to a friend’s house, he kissed me and said he’d see me next time.

I drove home, and thought nothing of it until the next day. Whenever I thought of him kissing me, or my hand on his perfect arms and chest… I would smile. And the psychic said something about a boy… but, who knows? All I know is that I had fun, and so did he. I can’t wait to see him again. I would have given him my number, but… it was 5:45 AM, I had to be up in 5 hours (the latest) to go to work. He’s adorable… kinda short for my liking… but, still, a nice guy. Ah, oh well… maybe it was just a one night stand that happened twice. Either way, it was nice.

I still think of Brian sometimes. Mostly just wondering if he is happy, but every once in a while, I think of how it would be to be in his arms again, or to kiss that cute little mouth of his just one more time. Most of all, I just want the best for him. On Thursday, my dad’s birthday, he hugged me and told me he missed me. I miss him too… and he told me to just let Brian be, sever all ties… maybe that would be best. I’ll just take it as it comes I guess. Alright, take care everyone. 🙂