A lot has happened. And I have not been writing. I apologize to my 4 readers profusely.
So. Here goes. I went to see the Wizard. But I should go back about a week before that.
We were in the midst of one of our text frenzies, where we go back & forth about really dirty sexual scenarios. Towards the end of it, he started texting some pretty sappy, cute stuff - something about wanting to hug me. So what did I do? I told him that he was grossing me out, which I thought came across as a joke.
He didn't call me for two days. And when he did start calling again, the conversations were short and lacking the phrase "I can't wait to see you." When I apologized for my coldness, he accepted it, saying he wasn't upset, but something had shifted.
And then I went to see him. I arrived on his birthday.
Walking through the airport, my stomach turned. I was nervous, whatwith the shift. But the stocking cap he stole from my house was on his head, and his extremely fucked up teeth smiled sweetly. I lept into his arms and bit his face.
We squeezed eachother's knees and kissed at every stop light during the ride back to his house, where we wasted no time tearing off clothes and boning in every way imaginable. We even did the awkward thing he'd seen in a porno and described to me a couple weeks before (I promise to dedicate a blog post to useless porn scenarios).
But afterward we sat on his floor, leaning against his sweaty bed and took a long look into one another's eyes and followed this look with a simultaneous shrug.
