By deevaa Date: 6 December 1999
I pull out my pen and write.
"This is my time. The time that I spend
thinking about you, and letting you know what I am feeling.
I always write for you, poetry -- if I
am feeling inspired; if not I gossip about my day, and sometimes
if I'm feeling a little naughty, I write a piece of erotica for you. You
like these the best - I know you do, you don't have to tell me. I love
to hear your voice after you've read one of my stories. You like hearing
tales about men I've had in my life don't you?
I've got one to tell you now - I'm sure I've not told you this one yet.
Earlier this year, as you know, I spent a week
in Ohio with my good friend Tania.
At the end of my stay Tania couldn't make it
to the bus station to see me off as she had some classes to teach, so her
charming, and handsome friend Babis escorted me to the bus station.
As we arrived there we literally bumped into a man who insisted on telling
us about this years turtling session, I prayed that he wouldn't be on my
bus.
I climbed aboard the bus and scanned it for empty seats, choosing one near the front of the bus, I settled into the seat, and looked up, to my horror 'turtle man' was sitting across the isle. I shot out of my seat and began looking for another empty one, there where none spare, my desperation must have been clear on my face, as a handsome LL-Cool-J look-alike suggested maybe I should sit with him. With relief I thanked him and he stood to let me slide into the window seat, LL-Cool-J turned out to be a incredibly enjoyable travelling companion. We teased and flirted for the first hour of the trip, and by the first stop it was clear that we found each other attractive.
While LL-Cool-J got some of his luggage sorted
out at the first stop he flirted with the middle aged woman behind the
desk and it was evident that she was reviling in the attention. After sorting
out his baggage, she leaned past him and asked if she could help me, and
I explained with a grin that I was simply waiting for the trouble maker.
At this LL-Cool-J looped his arm about my waist pulled me to him and while
smiling down into my eyes, told the woman, "We've only been married 3 days
and see how she treats me?" I couldn't hold in my giggles as the women
told us what an attractive couple we made.
We left the building to get ourselves a
drink and as we returned to bus the women came out of the terminal and
waved to us, wishing us well on our 'honey-moon'. LL-Cool-J made
a show of letting me climb back aboard the bus first and as I was part
way up the steps he patted my rear, I turned, and playfully slapped his
face as he told everyone close how much he loved me.
After settling back into our seats I received
a lecture about flirting with strange men, after all "what would my boyfriend
think?"
"I can flirt all I want, I don't have a boyfriend"
I grinned at him.
"what about the guy who carried your bag to the
bus?"
"Babis? just a friend I meet on my trip"
"so he wouldn't mind if I did this then" to my
suprise LL-Cool-J leaned over me and kissed me, I returned the kiss, but
was surprised when he whispered in my ear "oh your so bad"
"me? bad? I'm the good one" Crazy thoughts began
running through my head, I could pretty much do what I wanted with this
man. The great thing about travelling alone is that you don't have to give
a damn about what people think of you, after all the chances of meeting
someone again are about as great as finding a condom machine in the vatican.
"yeah you... "
I decided to take a risk. "If I was being bad
I'd ask you how big the toilet is on this damn bus" With this he was up
and dashing down the isle like an Olympic athlete. He returned at a much
slower rate.
"to small" I didn't know weather to be relieved
or cry.
We continued to neck like a couple of teen-agers
on a school trip until just outside Pittsburgh where I was to be meet by
a chat friend at the station, I told LL-Cool-J that this wasn't the impression
that I wanted to give chat friend 116 apon meeting him, and suggested that
we stop.
He asked me where I was staying that night and
I told him that 116 was paying for my hotel, and that I didn't know where
it was. He begged me to tell him what hotel so he could meet me there later.
I laughed.
As we pulled into the station LL-Cool-J got out
of the seat to gather his belongings from the overhead baggage rack and
I slid my hand up the inside of his thigh, and across his butt, he quickly
pulled his bag over his crotch as he thanked me in a forced
poliet voice and informed me that he could no longer get off the bus. I
make use of this, giggle a nd dash off the bus. I grabbed my bag and was
inside the station hugging 116 when he finally climbed off the bus, he
called my name, waved and called out that he enjoyed meeting me.
116 asks me who the guy is. "Oh just someone I met on my travels".
Well thats my tale babe, you like it?
I look forward to talking to you tonight. Its your turn to call.
Take care of your heart for me."
I scrawl my name and cap my pen, but I can't help
wondering what your doing right now.
Thinking of me? Maybe.