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In the old bedroom at my parent’s place. We have guests and
people walking in and out. An attractive Black/Caucasian girl enters the
room—shuts and locks the door. She’s taller than me but very pretty. She takes
her clothes off but leaving her underwear on.
Her: “I want to have sex with you...”
I laugh and reply, “You want to have sex with me??”
She’s insistent on doing it up on the top bunk. But our time
is cut short...
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I wake up from the dream. I feel Margot still next to me.
Feeling somewhat guilty about the dream’s sexual activities that didn’t really
happen. She has to be up early for a work thing. I fall back to sleep...
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I’m working at China Wok. Cecily, my boss, for some reason
joins me in the car on the 3 deliveries I have to make. As I’m driving around I
have a sense of confidence and I’m cracking jokes that keep the spirits high.
Our shoulders touch from the gravity of the turns and shifts. At one point I
notice our arms interlock—it feels warm and new. On the corner of Birdneck and
VB Blvd, we pull into a trailer lot to park the car. It’s understood I have to
make the deliveries on foot. I grab the bicycle. She grabs the food. We walk
side by side. There’s affection between each other and she seems to be open to
it—allowing me to take the reigns.
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Margot returns from her early work meeting to nap with me
for a few more hours...
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With Margot in my bed. We’re preparing to have sex with each
other. She’s on top of me naked. On the ground I have an array of contraceptives,
lubes, and other things of that nature. I rip open a condom. But our time is
cut short...
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Waking up just after 1:30 p.m.
Banana. Orange Juice.
Business.
Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Green Tea.
Finishing Werner Herzog’s Cave of Forgotten Dreams (2010).
Darren: “People who say that they’re artsy, that’s code for anime.”
Snagging stuff at the thrift store with Anthony.
Check-up call on my dad—making plans to see him for Christmas...
Dad: “So how’s it going?”
Me: “Life is just moving right along.”
Dad: “Living in the fast lane I guess.”
It’s a brisk cool night. We suit up and head out for basketball on the Friend’s School courts. 3 on 2 action. Anthony and Darren battle against Elliott, Josiah, and myself. A colossal competition but in the end my team wins 6-5.
Noodle Soup with Egg, Green Beans and a Carrot with Ranch.
Hanging out in Darren’s room with Josiah and Elliott watching Inglourious Basterds (2009).
Sharing Chocolate Chip Cookies with Milk.
My head hurts. I took over doing all the dishes that, as usual was stacked to the heavens, cause Lauren left for a few days.
Chores.
Pear.
Margot stops by after closing at the bar.
Tea and talks at the card table while Anthony personalizes a school poster on the wall.
Back in my room her and I settle in the bed...
“B-b-b-b-ird!”
This is becoming quite the norm for her to spend the night. She says she prefers sleeping next to someone (next to me). Things are still calm and also un-sexual.
Watching an episode of How I Met Your Mother (2005).
Sleep 4:40 a.m.
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