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met the girl when she got off work
went for drinks and talked, it was good fun

apparently I am on her mothers shit list
the story as relayed to me, is that her mother woke her up
and saw a couple of the fairly substantial bite marks and bruises on her legs
and being a fairly conservative women, it became quite a scene

So I had to promise to try to refrain from such things
in the immediate future at least while things blow over

amusingly enough this is probably the first time
a girls parents haven't adored me right from the start

we then went for a drive with the intention of just hanging out
not having sex for once
seeing as she needed to be home in a few hours
there was barely time for a quicky

well
that resolve lasted about ten minutes
before
we were pulled over on the side of the road
madly tearing each others clothes off

afterwards I took her home
we smooched and chit chatted a bit
and I invited her over for dinner tonight

am thinking lamb medallions with grilled asparagus
not sure what else, maybe some soup
soups are fabulous in the winter
I whipped up a curry chicken soup the other day
but am thinking a gazpacho might be better suited
and I did see some tasty looking
acorn squash in the store the other day

anyway I arrived home, got out of my car
to two fairly unnerving realizations
which
when simultaneously occurring
must have created quite the visual

the first
was that my driveway was a sheer sheet of ice with a nice downhill tilt
and
as I struggled to keep from sliding down the hill
to a most unfortunate "playing with traffic incident"
the second realization reared its ugly head

After our roadside entanglements I had forgotten to secure my pants

and of course both of my hands
were busily engaged in holding on to my car
to maintain some sort of balance and prevent the downward slide
and
so
my pants drop unfettered

unlike many a summer day
the cool breeze wafting between my legs
was significantly less than pleasant

but my ego is exceedingly glad
that it was past one in the morning
so
to my knowledge
no one actually saw me shuffle around to the front of my car
with my pants around my ankles

Date: 2004-03-04 07:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lamotocyclette.livejournal.com
She lives with her parents?

Date: 2004-03-04 09:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plural.livejournal.com
just in the short term
she just moved back to sydney
at the beginning of the year

she was in college
but couldnt get the loans she needed
to continue after last falls semester

so she had to go back home
and work to pay off her current loans
before she can go back to school

Date: 2004-03-05 07:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whatdot.livejournal.com
I get some mild confusion every time you say "Sydney", until I realise you don't mean .au :)

Date: 2004-03-05 08:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plural.livejournal.com
heh

yeah I can see that

and you arent the only one

a young british couple about a year ago
were planning to go to .au
and
bought their tickets online
and
ended up here

"oops sorry honey"

Date: 2004-03-04 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gryphon.livejournal.com
Your life is fast becoming a skin flick, and I am enjoying reading so much it's embarrassing.

;-)

Date: 2004-03-05 04:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lumiere.livejournal.com
This is thus far an unusual relationship for you in many ways. What, if anything, does that mean for the future?

Date: 2004-03-05 04:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plural.livejournal.com
suppose it is in someways

in the overall picture
not really that unusual
but
as far as recent history goes
quite unusual

its been a while
since I was nearly so attracted to anyone

as for the future
I have no idea really
we've sort of decided to take it as it comes

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