The Thanksgiving Holiday was erratic in trying to communicate with Jew Boy. Before he left, he invited me to call. When I did, no answer. There were text messages, an entire collection of them, and one lonely return phone call. The call was fleeting, overly peculiar and happened in a whisper. Fuck you, if you are trying to pretend that I don't exist when your family is around. That is pure shit.
I had plans with Shelly the Saturday night after Thanksgiving. I extended the invitation to Jew Boy, even though he was returning from vacation that day. With that suggestion, he seemed more than prepared to go. That night, when I hadn't heard from him at ten, I called. He said they had just gotten home from and was too tired to come out. Really? Was your sorry ass not going to call and tell me? I was beyond annoyed. I told him if he changed his mind to call me back. He said, "I really want to see you, so you should come over after you are finished hanging out with Shelly." I thought you were too tired, fucker? I said, "If you can't make the effort to come out and see me, I doubt that I will make it to your house at two." Fuck you, I am not your personal hooker. This conversation circled for more than a few moments. After every possible lame excuse escaped his month, he said, "I will be there soon." That is how bad he wanted to have sex with me.
The rest of the night at the bar went off without a hitch. He even mentioned he was glad to be there.
When back at his house, he grabbed and started kissing me. Sex followed. It was good, but there was no romance and minimal touching. Not at all normal. This continued in the morning. In fact, I woke up to him yelling in the phone, not laying with me as he should have been.
I was baffled by all of his actions. He should have balled up and met me for the entire night. That is what I would have done to see him. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't figure "the us" part out. Everything was perfection before we left for Thanksgiving. When he returned, it was weirdness. Much confusion.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
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