Thursday 8/31, Julien called me while I was at work about this skate video premier at the Showbox so I thought it would be fun to go down there and invite Eric too since he’s a skate fan but wanted to wait until I got home to call. I went on my walk and showered and he called me back right as I was getting out so we discussed some plans and were going to coordinate later. Julien then texted me saying he probably wasn’t going to go due to a wedding and also called me a slut. I talked to Eric later and he said he would be at Neighbours but was otherwise just hanging out so I decided to stay home and relax until it was time to go. We left before 10:30 found parking with no problem and went in. Susan paid for me to get in, which was very nice but totally unexpected. We went in and avoided Bun (Eric said it was his birthday) and made our way upstairs but my spandex bf was there (Tye) and he commented on my hair and called it "kicky" then we went upstairs to see who was there. One of our gay bfs who complimented us earlier in August was there so we went down to dance by him. We were only out there for a minute before Eric came up and started dancing with us, though he told me we couldn’t make out against the pillars because he had friends coming and a reputation to uphold. Yeah, uh huh. So he came and went and we just danced mostly in our usual spot and Eric and I flirted back and forth over this group of sorority girls and he kept breaking into their circle to grab me when I wasn’t looking or bite me or something. Then he started break dancing by his friends and when he looked up and saw Susan and I watching he got all embarrassed and covered his face, it was really cute. We were all over the place and Chad, Susan’s ex-hair guy, showed up and they danced for a long time, but Eric dragged me up to the lookout stage and started kissing me up there because his ex’s friends were there and he didn’t want them to see or something, but it didn’t seem like a very good hiding place. He was really drunk and kept getting his sweat all over my face. We went back down and finally Michael showed up so we danced with him a lot and their other friends, then Ely and Brett showed up so we danced with them until Eric pulled me away again to dance. We basically just made out and danced a lot, on and off. Around 1:30 it was time to go so I asked him to walk Susan and me out, but Susan’s boys were outside so she wanted to say bye and I looked over and I could tell they were saying something about me so I smiled and waved even though Eric was trying to devour my face and asking if he could spend the night. Then his friends came out and he asked his one friend that I didn’t meet if he approved or something, I don’t know, I was like, let’s go! So we start walking but he’s trying to kiss me and Susan’s right there so I kept telling him to knock it off until we get to the car but he said something about turning me into a sponge and leaving me in the corner, I didn’t get that, but he was being dirty and said he couldn’t help himself. We dropped Susan by the garage and it took me forever just to get him down to my car and he was saying how hot I am and all of this other stuff (like "Next time just...my..."), and then we had a serious talk about what we’re doing at my car until 2:00 when I finally said I needed to go and he needed to unpin me from my car so I could drive him back. I invited him for a sleep over Friday night after work so we’ll see what happens. I dropped him and tried to take a short cut home but it just ended up taking more time. I didn’t get home until almost 2:30 and crashed right out.
Wednesday 8/30, I hurried home from work to shower and get ready before Eric came over and luckily I had plenty of time. I decided to answer the door in just the apron Chrystol gave me and my undies which meant I had to keep watch for him up in my room, but luckily Susan waited with me and we joked that it was drafty and that she would make herself scarce and didn’t want to find us having sex on the counters at any point. So he got there and I had to do a back roll off my bed so he wouldn’t see me, then I had to quickly sneak down the stairs in case he was looking up into the windows, but I don’t think he was. So I answer the door and ask him if he’s ready to start cooking, and he’s like, yeah sure, not realizing that I’m not wearing anything, then he kind of gets it and is looking at my back, so then we start kissing but I tell him just kidding, I need to get dressed so we can go to the store to get provisions. He kept laughing and saying I could just go in what I was wearing, but instead I went upstairs and got dressed and we went to PCC. We walked around for about 30 minutes putting the meal together, well he put the meal together and just asked me whether I liked certain things or not, it was actually a lot of fun. We checked out and went home where he was calling out to see if anyone was home and I told him Susan was upstairs so no humping in the kitchen. He was disappointed. We got the grill cleaned off and started up then he started prepping and cooking. Our menu was chicken on the grill with an oven roasted almond and tomato sauce, portabella mushrooms, red onion and zucchini marinated in balsamic vinegar, olive oil and garlic, grilled corn on the cob and roasted red pepper risotto. Everything had sage and rosemary in it too, and lots of butter and oil and some goat cheese that was delicious. He did everything except I stirred the risotto…that was my only job. We had a really good time in the kitchen and made out a lot, he kept saying that he wasn’t going to get anything done because I was distracting him. We sat down and ate and it was so good, I was very impressed with his skills, especially because he didn’t even use any recipes or anything, it was all just second nature. After we finished he moved over to my side of the table so we could sit next to each other while we talked then we decided to go on a walk but when we got down to the park it was really dark and creepy and we decided to just sit there and make out instead. I joked that he could be a murderer for all I know, but he said I was no use to him dead. We walked back and I told him I had marshmallows so we got out the s’mores stuff and roasted marshmallows over the grill with chopsticks. I got the kitchen cleaned up and he watched and offered to help but I wouldn’t allow it, except that he could take out the garbage. We made out on the couch for a little while then went upstairs and well, made out more, except with less clothes on. Then he went um, downstairs, and I came, which hasn’t happened in like 6 years. Yeah, I know. It was a good night. We had an awkward conversation that started out with “So, um, about blow jobs…” which he equated to his “I have to show you something, but don’t freak out” statement, so now we’re even and laugh at each other. He left around 12:30 and put the grill back together before he did and I finished my Theroux book finally. It was a good one.
Wednesday 8/30, I hurried home from work to shower and get ready before Eric came over and luckily I had plenty of time. I decided to answer the door in just the apron Chrystol gave me and my undies which meant I had to keep watch for him up in my room, but luckily Susan waited with me and we joked that it was drafty and that she would make herself scarce and didn’t want to find us having sex on the counters at any point. So he got there and I had to do a back roll off my bed so he wouldn’t see me, then I had to quickly sneak down the stairs in case he was looking up into the windows, but I don’t think he was. So I answer the door and ask him if he’s ready to start cooking, and he’s like, yeah sure, not realizing that I’m not wearing anything, then he kind of gets it and is looking at my back, so then we start kissing but I tell him just kidding, I need to get dressed so we can go to the store to get provisions. He kept laughing and saying I could just go in what I was wearing, but instead I went upstairs and got dressed and we went to PCC. We walked around for about 30 minutes putting the meal together, well he put the meal together and just asked me whether I liked certain things or not, it was actually a lot of fun. We checked out and went home where he was calling out to see if anyone was home and I told him Susan was upstairs so no humping in the kitchen. He was disappointed. We got the grill cleaned off and started up then he started prepping and cooking. Our menu was chicken on the grill with an oven roasted almond and tomato sauce, portabella mushrooms, red onion and zucchini marinated in balsamic vinegar, olive oil and garlic, grilled corn on the cob and roasted red pepper risotto. Everything had sage and rosemary in it too, and lots of butter and oil and some goat cheese that was delicious. He did everything except I stirred the risotto…that was my only job. We had a really good time in the kitchen and made out a lot, he kept saying that he wasn’t going to get anything done because I was distracting him. We sat down and ate and it was so good, I was very impressed with his skills, especially because he didn’t even use any recipes or anything, it was all just second nature. After we finished he moved over to my side of the table so we could sit next to each other while we talked then we decided to go on a walk but when we got down to the park it was really dark and creepy and we decided to just sit there and make out instead. I joked that he could be a murderer for all I know, but he said I was no use to him dead. We walked back and I told him I had marshmallows so we got out the s’mores stuff and roasted marshmallows over the grill with chopsticks. I got the kitchen cleaned up and he watched and offered to help but I wouldn’t allow it, except that he could take out the garbage. We made out on the couch for a little while then went upstairs and well, made out more, except with less clothes on. Then he went um, downstairs, and I came, which hasn’t happened in like 6 years. Yeah, I know. It was a good night. We had an awkward conversation that started out with “So, um, about blow jobs…” which he equated to his “I have to show you something, but don’t freak out” statement, so now we’re even and laugh at each other. He left around 12:30 and put the grill back together before he did and I finished my Theroux book finally. It was a good one.


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