This morning will be the start of a new me – I decided that late last night in my drunken stupor after I downed a bottle of wine to put me to sleep. I slept in a bit to let the effects of my hang-over wear off, and then I texted Cherise to let her know that I was on my way down. I want to put everything behind me and take the brakes off this train!
My first action of the day was to go for a run. I felt disgustingly out of shape. I made it two miles before the pounding in my head stopped me in my tracks. After I got back, I quickly packed and made my way to the car, trying to ignore all the peripheral reminders of Sarah that were strewn around the house. It’s almost like dealing with the memorabilia of a dead family member. Do you leave their former room exactly like it was on the day of their death like a shrine to them? Or do you move on? I’m moving on. If she wants to call me, then she can do just that, but deep inside me, I am hoping that I don’t hear back from Sarah for now.
My drive to see Cherise was painful. I kept falling asleep and veering out of my lane. Luckily the other cars were nice enough to lay on their horns to keep me from hitting them! Cherise was excited to see me when I rang the door bell to her apartment. She was scantily clad in a one piece outfit that snugly wrapped her curves in a stunning way. I felt like a beast, ready to pounce on my prey…and she seemed to love being the victim of my predation. In moments, I had her naked on her bed, legs up in the air as I speared her.
We laid together afterwards, entwined with each other, sweating and panting to catch our breath. I could feel her leaking as I rubbed my thighs between her thighs. I ran my fingers through her soft, long hair pulling her head towards me frequently so I could kiss her. “I love you,” then spewed out of her mouth. My heart stopped for a moment until I realized that I had no obligations to anyone, and then I too freely responded in kind to her. “I love you baby.” She hugged me tightly and then rolled out of bed to make some drinks for us. Moments later, she returned with drinks in hand and sat on the edge of the bed, revealing her golden, tanned muscular legs as she propped them under her. “You wanna party?” She asked me. I was perplexed sat first, but then realized what she meant when she pulled out the bag of white powder…..
Party we did: Happy white powder and funny, colored pills, then a crazy bus ride to a local night club with a fantastic DJ. We danced all night until our muscles blew up in our legs. I’m not certain how we even got home, but I found us having sex in an alley next to the club with her leaning over the edge of a wall as I rammed her. It was a fuzzy recollection, but there was a small crowd of similarly crazed people watching us, yelling and screaming in excitement as we displayed ‘our love.’ It was awesome. Cherise was so disinhibited and carefree. I loved her lips when she laughed, and I loved watching the flashing lights of the club reflect off her skin-tight body suit that fluoresced with each pulsating strobe. Cherise moved among everyone so freely, catching everyone’s attention it seemed. Uncontrollable. Passionate. Vivacious. Sexual. Someone to be chased and when caught, never could be tamed. I sipped my drinks down as I watched her dance and grind with others on the dance floor while I caught my breath to go with her again. I could see the desire in the eyes of everyone she came across.
I put my head down on the bar for a few minutes as I sat. I thought it was a few minutes, but when I lifted my head, I didn’t recognize anyone around me. I ran my blurry, bloodshot eyes around the room searching for Cherise. She wasn’t dancing where she was just a few minutes ago – of course I had fallen out for thirty minutes unbeknownst to me. My eyes turned to a corner entrance where I saw Cherise giving a tall, fit guy a kiss as he slapped her on her butt. Then I watched her leave his embrace and turn towards my general direction, buttoning and straightening the top of her suit. I was too impaired to be mad or jealous. I was more fascinated that somehow I wanted to find a way to keep Cherise for me alone. She excites me and opens my mind to possibilities.
The next thing I knew, Cherise was next to me at the bar, paying for our next drink with a wad of money that had magically appeared. She then explained how she had run across some friends and left me alone to rest at the bar. I was strangely at peace with that explanation.
That’s the last thing I remember before waking up stretched out on Cherise’s bed to find Cherise calmly sitting on her couch, looking all scholarly with her glasses as she read an erudite book and sipped green tea. Now I’m really confused.