Back in the days of being single, I went to a concert with a couple of my friends. We were downtown and we had gotten drunk and we were having a lot fun. Sometimes, when I drink too much, I have this tendency to run away. I just…run. I try and hide and disappear. I don’t want anyone to find me and it bugs me to know that people are looking for me.
This particular night, I told my friends that I was going to see a friend of mine. The girl, let’s call her Bananner, was very displeased. I was drunk and she didn’t want me wandering around downtown by myself. To be fair, we live in a little city that’s not so big that I would have been in trouble.
I ended up losing her (like she was some officer of the law that needed to be avoided) and stumbled to my friend’s house. He’s a musician and he and I had hooked up before. I guess you could say that I really liked him.
Never have words from a song had more meaning to me than Offspring’s ‘Self Esteem’.
“Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that’s kind of hard when she’s ready to go”
We sat on his couch, at 1am, and he offered me more booze. He drank a bit. I asked him to use his computer so I could relay to my friends that I was fine.
We sat on the couch some more and he babbled. All I wanted was to fuck him. Finally, I couldn’t handle him blabbering any more, so I leaned in and I kissed him, hard, while he was in mid-sentence.
“How long have you been waiting to do that?”
“Since I walked in the door.”
“I know, you looked like you wanted to eat me.”
We laughed and continued on our way to an erotic night of hard core fucking.