I had no idea that I'd be finding my mind drifting off in her thoughts every now and then. The sexual encounter with her last night was way too euphoric to be considered a everyday hook-up. From the very beginning, there's something very mysterious and strange about this gurl, something vague, something more like a considerable pulling force.
I was super sure that she was just like another one of my gurls who succeeded in giving me a good time, and me being me, I quietly dipped her sleeping on the bed. I can't stay after the sex, that's not me, that's not my way.
After driving back home in the morning, I hopped in the bathroom and showered with hot water.
"Man, I gotta have me one of those hot shower sex experiences these days. Last night was aw-esome, dayum, I shoulda plowed her in the shower under the hot water running down on us. Gosh, I'm so stupid.", thinking to myself.
I was late to the gym today, but something felt a bit odd, bit unusual. I have a secret for working out - I channel all my negative energy and darkness into extreme rage and furiority that fuels up my workouts. Somehow I discovered it somewhere around between letting go and holding onto life. Today, I tried tapping into my negative energy and failed. Even music didn't budge anything.
"Funny, that's odd. That's not normal. What's happening?", I ask myself inaudibly.
I was feeling up up up, and after many failed attempts to tap into my rage, I went with the flow and began my workout with this funny positive happy energy. To my wonder, the workout went well like normal days.
"What is this strange energy?!?!", I felt super.
I had never experienced such a positive energy while in my workouts ever before. Positive happy energy was driving my workouts today. It didn't took me long enough to figure out that I was smitten, seemingly I was able to comprehend what was happening to me today. I was real good at figuring out stuff.
After my post workout meal at home, I laid down for a power nap to regenerate my drained energy. Waking up after a good 3 hour sleep, I had to cook rest of the meals for my day. This was my life - eat, sleep, pump iron, and repeat. I was out of eggs and chicken, and it struck like a bad news ta me.
"Fuck, I forgot to buy groceries. Oh man. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."
All the time while I was grocery shopping at the store I found my mind looped into thinking about her.
"Am I in love? Cuz, it seems so. Darn, I'm bein ridiculous right now.", talking to myself in head.
While I was pushing the shopping cart past the aisle of dairy and frozen products, I saw a woman being a loud cranky karen when she was asked to wear a mask by someone. The pandemic is really taking the toll here. Even I wasn't wearing a mask and I quickly pulled out my handkerchief and wrapped it around my mouth and nose. Pretty handy to keep a handkerchief on you these days. The number of COVID-19 infected people are skyrocketing and the peak just shot through the roof, most of the governments have already declared complete lock-downs in their countries for preventing further spread of the lousy chinese virus. I also heard some rumors that they're also gunna put a lock-down soon enough where I live. But, honestly, I didn't think too much about anything at all, in fact, I was getting used to seeing less traffic on the roads as they shut down the schools first.
It was a very humid day, I was all sweaty when I reached back home.
"Man, I hate the heat."
Summers had already swept in early this year, and I had a bad feeling that they're gunna stretch out long. I knew this was a bad idea to shoot her a text with the audacity of leaving her sleeping at the bed. I didn't plan on keeping contact with her after the hook-up. But still, I went against my instincts and gave this wild idea a shot anyways.
"Hey pretty!", she replied just minutes after.
Woah, that was quick and it didn't seem like she's crossed or pissed at me. That's odd, I mean you bunk out on a woman when she expects you the most to wake up besides her. This was a bit unusual, I mean she's way way cooler than Amy Dunne's perfect picture of a cool gurl (one who's submissive, and plays cool against everything you do, in fact she doesn't mind anything, the perfect representation of a cool girlfriend).
"What's up?"
"Nuthing. How are you pretty boy?"
"I feel super!"
"Did you had fun last night? xD"
"Last night was amazing, I still have your fruity scent on me."
"Really? Do you like my perfume? What are you doing t'night?"
"Nuthing important tho. Hbu?"
While I was expecting her reply, she left me hanging in her inbox for quite some minutes, 20 maybe. While she dipped (assuming) on me, I scooted into her profile and looked at some of her pictures. Out of the many pictures, I found three very interesting, in fact the proper word would be appealing. This photograph of her has a story, she's cosplaying the Mad Hatter with the 10/6 giant purple top hat, a colorful home stitched coat, and gray trousers. She was pulling off a magician's pose here wearing a subtle smirk with her eyes pointing sideways into the camera.
In the next picture, she's riding the shotgun in a car, wearing a beanie, a huge pair of round shades, and a gray crop top, with headphones hanging around her neck.
And the best of all, she has sort of red hair in this third picture, she's sitting at a picnic (supposedly) wearing the same gray crop top, and this time around a beach hat too, looking away from the camera. She's wearing black nail polish here, and it is shouting EMO.
"Wanna help me choose which underwear to wear for when you come t'night?", her text popped up while I was drooling over her fairy picnic picture.
"The red one."
"You're not very helpful. Lol."
"What?"
"Besides I already chose. xD"
"But…"
"Well, I have these two pair of lacy underwear, one black the other gray, but I also have this bright pink lacey thong.... So, I wore the last."
"Thong, thong, thong."
"Didn't feel like wearing a bra anyways. xD"
Man, this was a clear invitation tonight. For a moment there I found myself thinking, is this for real? And the best part, IT WAS! This got me super excited and obviously it should'a.
We talked about further in-s and out-s until evening, in fact we roleplayed a little too. This time around, I was a cop who stopped by her house for a search. Things escalated real quick and she had me cuffed in my own handcuffs and pinned on the wall.
Roleplays are super super fun when its reciprocated equally, and she was determined here. I was totally loving talking to her at this point.
*Incoming call, phone buzzes*
"Yes, pops, what's up?", it's my old man.
"Son, you're okay? It's on the news. March 21st. Saturday. Complete lockdown. Come live with us for the lockdown, your mommy's worried.", his voice sounded a little shaky.
"Yes I will, don't worry. Got some things on my head while I'm here. I'll stop by for dinner tomorrow. I'll fetch some burgers. Whopper as always?"
I was living in our old apartment for 3 months now after university. And my family was still living in the suburbs. Glad, I didn't had to pay for the rent.
"There's no need."
"Owh, come on. Who knows how long's this lockdown thing's gunna last. Whoppers it is!"
My father is a huge fan of Burger King's whopper burgers, in fact he's been loyal to his taste since the 90s long before he married my mother. He discovered an appetite for the whopper when he was in Canada trying out his luck. Among all the perks of living with French speaking people, he pronounced pizza with an additional 'z'.
Pops dropped the call, and I found her messages waiting for me. My pops is the world's coolest father ever, he helped me out with my first girlfriend, and knows about every one of my gurls. But this time around, I kept this one from him, don't know why, but it felt like I shouldn't.
Evening was almost sweeping in and the wall clock was striking 7, I was real excited. I drove up to the hotel right around an hour later sporting a slick jacket with my glasses, which I often used.
*knocks on her room door*
*door flicks open*
"Hey pretty. Got some business here?", she stands by the door partially opened.