Nov 18, 2004 21:14
That day I was assigned to tour buses into Greece. Well, take a bus and then a boat and then another bus. Liana exressed interest and I agreed she could come. I woud need to get laid on my trip. It seemed so natural to slip back into my old ways. But I still had a sliver of Tara on my mind.
Until that night while packing. If you've ever been fucked into a suit case...my ass hurts but it was hot. We woke up together, a first for us in Egypt and we left. In the car to the bus station she explained to me that she went here because she missed me. She wanted to persue a real relationship. I said, I'd think about it. I made the work and traveling excuse.
She ended up giving me a handjob in the back of the cab and then we boarded my bus. She at in the very front as more senior passengers boarded. For the next three days on the bus she would mouth dirty things to me while I was talking and then at night we'd fuck in whatever hotel we were all staying at. On the boat we did it at midnight on deck. But I knew there was no love.
Before we got to Greece I had gotten drunk and whispered I love you and then proposed that we should be exclusive. I woke up the next morning with a wicked hangover and a bad memory. I regretted it but couldn't take it back. Finally, in Greece we boarded the last bus into Greece proper.
When we got off she insisted we walk the shops. So there I was, not smiling and her linked in my arm smiling and pointing. And yet, 4 days after.
Tara