Jun 14, 2005 13:39
Well if you had taken a poll of who out of everyone you knew was the most likely to meet a girl on vacation and feel totally comfortable with her it so would not have been me. Ok, well comfortable except for the copious blushing when finding out the girl is very comfortable with her body and sort of forgets to not undress in front of me. I met her at the pool last night, it was so strange, I just felt like it was ok to tell her a lot of things I don't bring up to other people. And when she said she was looking for Lancelot I told her that's who I was.
It's very weird, I don't even know her real name. I've been calling her Elaine and last night she brought me back to her cottage and we stayed together until sunrise. I told her every Arthurian legend I could remember, and some of the times we were her in Ireland before and she just curled up on my chest and listened. I think I talked for hours and we just kind of both drifted off mid story at some point.
The only bad part of the night was having to call Nick and tell him I wasn't coming home and not to worry, at first he thought I had been kidnapped and was giving some sort of code to come rescue me, which that would have been great to have him and Theresa come bursting in to save me. So we're supposed to go to dinner with them tonight, I don't know if the real names will slip at that point, but I hope not, it's been feeling so natural to call her Elaine and I'm actually not minding being called Lancelot.
It's been a very strange trip but I'm glad I came.