In cold blood
So I spent another night with him this past weekend. (last time being 4th of July weekend) Him, his brother and I drove out to 30A to hang out with some people they had been introduced to. His brother is one of those people, where his good nature just radiates off of him. These kind of people are beyond rare. I pulled up to the house and they had drinks in hand. I never thought I would ever drink while driving. Dumb, I know, but it was just a couple sips. My need for control always takes over.
We spent the drive chatting about whatever came to mind. Somehow conversations I am involved in are mostly geared towards sex. Either that is what people are comfortable talking to me about because they can't divulge this information elsewhere OR that is all they think of when they're around me. I have no idea. His brother did most of the talking. "I think that is going to be one of my 'walking miles in the snow' stories when I get older. Telling my son about having to masturbate to VHS tapes."
We took wrong turn and ended up taking a tour of 30A. The bar was alright. Filled with yacht club looking people, as expected. Per usual, I am overdressed. He spent most of the time chatting with the guy and I talked to the guy's girlfriend. She seemed okay, her boyfriend kinda sketch. His brother was somewhere on the other side of the bar. Last call and we're on our way out.
So this guy they were talking to had told the brothers we could stay at their place. In some really small amount of time, the couple got into a fight. His brother says "my bullshit meter was going off the radar as soon as we got here." so the dude says he's going to try and figure things out with his girl and he'd give us a call. Were in no rush so we go lay out on the beach and look for shooting stars. They saw a few, but it goes too fast for anyone else to notice. Here and there he would lean over to kiss me or hold my hand. Last time we hung out we were alone and I just remember how sweet he was to me. I love his affection, but I have no idea if he's even interested.
My theme for this year has been to "live in the moment". You just never know how things will end up unless you just go with it.
So we get off he beach and I think it's around 4AM. We notice a vintage RV serving food across the street playing retro music. "If it's open at 4AM in an airstream, it has to be good" I don't know the name of the place, but they have some of the best BBQ I've ever tasted. We eat then head back to destin.
His brother heads to bed and we lay out on the deck. Things happen and we go to the room him and his brother are sharing. It's pretty humorous trying to share a twin size bed with some who is 6'4. That obviously didn't last long and he found another place to sleep. I had to leave by 11 for work. It's been a long time since I've had to do the "walk of shame". He said maybe in a better situation I could come over and meet his parents. Hahaha. He's so busy and spends most of his time with his family while he is here, it's a bummer. But, it is so refreshing to have someone be sweet to you.
I could just be a booty call, so I try to never show emotion. But WHAT IF the right guy comes along? My cold hearted ways could scare him away. "ill be back soon. Before you know it."
We spent the drive chatting about whatever came to mind. Somehow conversations I am involved in are mostly geared towards sex. Either that is what people are comfortable talking to me about because they can't divulge this information elsewhere OR that is all they think of when they're around me. I have no idea. His brother did most of the talking. "I think that is going to be one of my 'walking miles in the snow' stories when I get older. Telling my son about having to masturbate to VHS tapes."
We took wrong turn and ended up taking a tour of 30A. The bar was alright. Filled with yacht club looking people, as expected. Per usual, I am overdressed. He spent most of the time chatting with the guy and I talked to the guy's girlfriend. She seemed okay, her boyfriend kinda sketch. His brother was somewhere on the other side of the bar. Last call and we're on our way out.
So this guy they were talking to had told the brothers we could stay at their place. In some really small amount of time, the couple got into a fight. His brother says "my bullshit meter was going off the radar as soon as we got here." so the dude says he's going to try and figure things out with his girl and he'd give us a call. Were in no rush so we go lay out on the beach and look for shooting stars. They saw a few, but it goes too fast for anyone else to notice. Here and there he would lean over to kiss me or hold my hand. Last time we hung out we were alone and I just remember how sweet he was to me. I love his affection, but I have no idea if he's even interested.
My theme for this year has been to "live in the moment". You just never know how things will end up unless you just go with it.
So we get off he beach and I think it's around 4AM. We notice a vintage RV serving food across the street playing retro music. "If it's open at 4AM in an airstream, it has to be good" I don't know the name of the place, but they have some of the best BBQ I've ever tasted. We eat then head back to destin.
His brother heads to bed and we lay out on the deck. Things happen and we go to the room him and his brother are sharing. It's pretty humorous trying to share a twin size bed with some who is 6'4. That obviously didn't last long and he found another place to sleep. I had to leave by 11 for work. It's been a long time since I've had to do the "walk of shame". He said maybe in a better situation I could come over and meet his parents. Hahaha. He's so busy and spends most of his time with his family while he is here, it's a bummer. But, it is so refreshing to have someone be sweet to you.
I could just be a booty call, so I try to never show emotion. But WHAT IF the right guy comes along? My cold hearted ways could scare him away. "ill be back soon. Before you know it."