I received a phone call from Abigail today at about twelve. I had just waken up an hour earlier. She was at her little photography job over on Memorial Avenue. She wanted to know what's up. If she hadn't called, I probably would have never talked to her over this break. I just wasn't really up to talking to her right now. She asked me why I never wrote her back. I had already conceived a nice little lie to cover that one, I told her that I wrote her and asked one of my roommates to mail it, and he must of lost it. It worked. She was getting off from work at one and asked me if I wanted to visit her. I eventually said yes and we decided on meeting at her house at two. She drives her parents' car to work and picks them up, so there was no fear that they'd mysteriously pop up at a bad time.
We talked for a while and played with her new little dog for a little while. we eventually got to the point where she wanted a back massage in return for the one she gave me back in high school. I asked her if she had any baby oil, and we ended up finding some hand lotion. She went and took off her shirt and bra and came back in, covering up with her shirt, and laid down on the couch. I gave her a half hour massage, and she said that i'm actually pretty good at it. We then got to the point where she got up and was walking around showing off her breasts. She was trying to play mind games with me by asking me all kinds of questions about my feelings. She wasn't being fair with some of the stuff she was saying and later admitted that she was playing mind games.
We only had a half hour left when we first kissed. I soon started feeling her breasts, and then complained about her still being clothed. She kept asking me if I was encouraged enough yet. It was sort of a joke between us. We eventually were standing up kissing in the center of the room. We only had fifteen minutes left. I took off my shirt and went for her belt and jeans. She started on my shorts. We very quickly were into each other's underwear. She started laying with my dick and i pulled her close and kissed her deeply. I then asked if we could find a place to lie down. We were both still in our socks. We went into her bedroom and cleaned off her bed. I ran and got my condom and we went at it. I think she came but I never did. We rushed pretty quick and it really sucked. My wife is really going to love me, I'm easily persuaded, and can go a long time having sex...
I guess we parted on pretty decent terms. She told me to make sure and call her the next time I'm down. Since I might not have my car, I joked that I'd see her in May! She said to call then, or at least write. I guess I will. Right now I'm really thinking that I don't ever want to see her again. Maybe I'll change my mind later, but I doubt it. It was good the first time, but that almost eighteen years of suppression. I want better now. Seriously.
For the record, I was screwing at 4:30, five minutes before, and five minutes after.
I went to Kash n Karry afterwards and picked up some stuff that mother gave me money for before I left. One was ice cream for the chocolate cake I made before I left for Abby's earlier today. I then went to Eckerds and picked up the reprints of the picture of Cathy and I in the water at Sand Key. I had mailed the other two to Tracey and to my new german pen pal, Natalie.
When I got home, I called Kim. She was sleeping so we only talked for a second. I asked her if she'd call me back later. I then went to sleep until about 7:45. I then called Melissa Aubin's parents' house in Pace. Her mom told me that she is at her grandparents' house. I then called there. Her grandmother answered. I asked if Melissa is there, and she said no, that she just left about ten minutes ago. She didn't know when she was coming back, and then asked who's calling. I said that this is Dan down in Tampa. She suddenly said, 'Oh my!' I asked her if she'd tell her that I called and she said yes. She had a very pretty grandmothery voice and seemed very nice. It was weird the way she said, 'Oh my!' It almost sounded like Melissa was talking about me to her, like she had been expecting my call for a while and then was upset that I hadn't. It was interesting.
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