My new plan is to go ahead and do the writing I need to do, and mess with the fotoes later. I think a new digital camera is in my future.
So, last summer I had a high school reunion thing. It was surprisingly awesome. While I was there, someone asked me, "Hey Alyssa, do you still talk to James?"
So much for how hard I tried NOT to be associated with James, because he was the bad kid ;0) However, he WAS my boyfriend in the 3rd grade, and we did stay friends all through school.
One night when we were 15 years old, we were on the phone late at night. James said, "I'm going to walk to your house and climb in your bedroom window." I said, sure, and went to sleep.
Several hours later, he actually WAS at my window. I woke up and let him in, and needless to say we had sex pretty much all night. Not only did he look like he was chiseled out of marble, but his sweat dripped off him and onto me like something out of 9 1/2 Weeks. He gave me his virginity that night, although I didn't know that until later. It is very interesting, to know that I am that story in someone's life.
In any case, when someone at the reunion asked me about James, I had no information. He did some time for boosting cars when I was in college, and we hadn't spoken since then, until he turned up on what else, Facebook.
So a couple months ago he came over on a Friday to drink some beers. My third grade boyfriend. Is is as electric between us as it ever was, although he is married for the second time. While he was showing me all his tattoos, I saw pretty much every inch of his body, and boy was that a walk down memory lane ;)