NYE....Alex
So I went to Theo and James' for NYE. They have a cute little Bungalo in WeHo right around from the Parlour. Met up there for Cocktails with a few friends before heading over to the Parlour for Midnight. Well, Alex was there. It was the first time I had seen him since he run away. And lets just say that my attraction to him hadn't fadded one bit. If anything through the night it grew. We drank, we smoked pot. I got to kiss him at midnight which was beyond lovely. Wound up back at James and Theo's the last ones up. Smoked another bowl and drank beer. He is so amazing. He's an archeologist. He's charting the history of languange on his bedroom wall, and has decided to learn acadian, a dead language. On the weekends he volunteers at a Wildlife sactuary for Birds of Prey. We were able to connect in so many amazing ways. I swear that we were mind reading at one point. We made out on the couch for a while. Then he said it was time for bed, and asked if I wanted to join him. I did. But we didn't have sex. He wouldn't allow it, which I guess is noble. We just kissed and cuddled and held eachother all night. But I'm really not scared of him. There are plenty of safe hot things that we could do. But oh well. Next morning we cuddled on the couch and watched "Desperate Living" and had breakfast. Then just the two of us went to see the incredibles. Then he dropped me home far to soon. And now I'm writing him a song. Can't figure out what to do. Shake him out of my hair, or try and go deeper?