118 Miles One Way, Just To See Your Face

IM’d with Ron and Clingy. Talked to Big Tongue and blew him off again. Barbershop called and asked if he could come over. Told him I had plans. King Andrew called and said he was on his way to Jersey for the holidays. Ron asked if he could come by the bar tonight and see me. I told him I’d be there all night but if he came to bring someone for Dorothy to talk to. He sent me pictures of his friend who looked hot and we set it up to meet around 10.

To the bar with Dorothy. No darts because the place was packed. Grabbed a table and let people come to us. Hung with Tiny, Ass, Shy Guy, Sassy, Freak Mama, Crazy James, Joy, Preach, etc. Ass bought Dorothy and I drinks. Of course he followed that up with an invitation for a threesome. Ass. We’re all having a good time when my phone rings. I’m assuming it will be Ron but it’s King Andrew. He asks if I’m up at the bar and says he’s on his way up. I ask what happened to his trip to Jersey and he says he’s leaving tomorrow instead. Odd. I can’t really tell him not to come there since it’s public place and he’s on his way. Although the thought of having him, Ron, Tiny and more than likely MOB in the same place at the same time does not seem like an appealing option by any means. But, when you dig a hole, you must lay in it. Or some shit like that.

King Andrew comes and pokes me in the back. I turn and say hey. He says he’s going to grab a drink at the other end. I stay put. I chase no one. If he comes back great, if not, great. Ron calls. Says he just woke up. Should he come now? This is my perfect out but I’m not sure how to go about it. I say it’s up to him. I’ll be there for a little while longer but we can always reschedule. As I’m hanging up with him Fury calls. He and his buddy are in his town heading to the bar. I tease him that they should’ve came up to see me tonight. Keep in mind this is a 118 mile drive. He says, “should we?” I glance at my watch. It’s midnight. It will take them about 2 hours to get up here. There’s no MOB yet. King Andrew seems to have disappeared. Why not? Fury says they’re on their way. King Andrew beeps in and tells me to come to another club. Uh, fuck you. I’m here. If you want to see me you had to walk ten feet. He said he felt like those guys (Tiny, Ass and Shy Guy) were going to beat his ass for looking at me. I tell him he’s paranoid and if I get bored, I’ll come by the club. Ha! As if that’s gonna happen. But he doesn’t need to know it. Keep ‘em hanging. Always keep ‘em hanging.

Meanwhile, back inside…

Dorothy is secretly hoping Sam will pop by. Ass has given up hope of an orgy. Joy is past hammered. She has Preach sandwiched against the wall and is grinding all over him. Ass thinks if he continues to buy Dorothy and I drinks and talk about his large member that we will be persuaded. Ass is stupid but I’m not gonna stop him from spending his money. So after awhile Aunt Tipsy comes to visit. Usually Aunt Sassy visits with her too. Tonight is no exception. I’ve got glossy eyes and a sharp tongue. Some Loser does something rude to Freak Mama and I tell him to apologize. He cocks off. Our voices rise. Soon, people are watching. Freak Mama tells me she’s fine and it’s no big deal but I don’t care. What he did was rude and nobody fucks with my girl. Before I know it, who should be between us? Shy Guy. Up to this point I’ve heard him say maybe a total of seven words since I’ve known him. He slips his arm protectively around me and tells the Loser to apologize to Freak Mama and his girlfriend. The Loser does as he’s told and I thank Shy Guy. He stays with his arm around me and actually strikes up a conversation. Freak Mama tells him he better be good to me. I assure her he was just kidding about the girlfriend thing. He says “No, I’m not. I think you’re cool as hell.” Cool as hell I am but a pushover I am not. Well, sometimes. Just because you're cute, smell good and saved me from picking a fight with a man doesn't mean I'm going to be your girlfriend. But then again, he is really cute. We spend the rest of the night chit chatting with everyone.

The bar is closing down. Fury calls and he’s about half an hour away. Ron never showed up. I didn’t call King Andrew back. Preach is walking Dorothy and I are to her car when Shy Guy, Tiny and Crazy James pull up. I walk over to see what’s up. Shy Guy wants to know what I’m doing now and if we can hang out. As much as I’d love to Fury is on his way and that would be so not cool. I tell Shy Guy I’ll catch him later.

Dorothy, Freak Mama, her friend and I go to my house. Fury and his buddy show up around 2. We hang out drinking, talking and smoking until 3:30. Fury is cute in person but I’m not sure if he’s really my type. He’s cool but I think we’ll be better off as friends. He and his buddy call me at 5 a.m. and tell me they made it home. I drift back off to dreamland.