with all my shit already packed up, leaving me with nothing to do. After that was taken care of, I was off to say goodbye to the people on my floor. Without having to worry about getting busted, and knowing of Larisa’s acceptance of the events, there was nothing to make it stressful any longer. Val spread her legs open slightly as she sexily smiled, still trying to seduce me. I figured I’d soak up one final vision of her in short shorts to jerk off to. ” ———————————————————————————————————— Just as I had predicted, there was fighting. Luckily, getting settled wasn’t as big a problem as it usually was. As the kiss ended we looked back into each other’s eyes. She looked deep into my eyes as a smile formed, ear-to-ear. So much.” I slid my arms around her again, pulling her close to me. “…I HATE that kid,” I whispered, thinking out loud. I’m getting better though.” Larisa was scared of flying, especially when she didn’t have a friend with her to calm her down. ” “Well I don’t know if you’ve ever seen a little TV show by the name of… but that goes to show you that even when the plane’s missing the nose AND the tail, at least forty-five people can survive. “Today.” Larisa just laughed as she involuntarily tightened her grip on my arms as they surrounded her. “I went to her room to say goodbye and she jumped me.” I wanted to be honest with her. “God that girl’s such a whore,” she said in a sweet joking way of course. I wonder if it was a bad idea to share her with you that one time.” “You mean twice? “Okay.” I stepped forward to grab them and mother fuck were they heavy. So as usual, I have to sit there being pissed off and wait for her to arrive… Luckily, the computer I had been trying to dissemble was the last thing that needed to get packed up. Things between Val and I weren’t awkward anymore after Larisa told me she knew about the late night sexual antics that went on when the three of us shared a bed. She leaned back and looked at me seductively, her legs stretched out, one bent at the knee. As I had left the last room on my farewell tour, my cell phone rang. I answered and found it was my mother, letting me know she was downstairs. In the words of the referee from MTV’s Celebrity Death Match, Judge Mills Lane, “LET’S GET IT ON! The two of us shared a soft and romantic kiss in the airport terminal, just like a TV show, for about a minute. Matty,” she said as she stroked the side of my face with her hand. I don’t think that’s going to make me feel better.” Well, I tried. ” Larisa asked in a, ‘it’s a common occurrence’ way. I bet you don’t stud.” I mean, hey, Val was digging me in a big, big way and Larisa let her play with me… “There are my bags,” she said, nodding at the matching triplets that were coming out of the small dark room. “I’ll take one of them,” said Larisa, reaching for one. I’m the man here,” I grunted as I heaved them up off the ground.
“Oh thanks,” she laughed, brushing the hair out of her face, pushing it off to the side.
“You didn’t seem to mind at the family reunion,” replied Val as she rubbed her body against my erection as I lied pinned on her bed. It’s a lot nicer than seeing a street filled with minorities and homeless people for weeks at a time. I carried my boxes up to my room to finish putting my stuff in its proper place and “dusting it off”. I thought of her the entire time I unpacked, staring impatiently at the clock until it was time to pick her up at the airport. ” I yelled for her on my way out the door to go to the airport because I forgot my CD holder. After all, I was going to need something relaxing for when I got stuck in airport traffic and/or got lost. After about a half hour minute ride, I was at the airport. I left myself enough time to wander around the airport looking for her terminal.
In all seriousness, our relationship wasn’t that bad. I’m not saying that we aren’t sarcastic and standoffish… After about an hour-long drive, we finally got back home. The trees were covered in leaves, the grass slightly long. When you’re around a nice neighborhood like mine all the time when you’re little, you don’t appreciate the beauty of it. Even though we talked everyday, I yearned to hold her, to feel her soft body against mine, to stare into her loving brown eyes. I missed the way she laughed, the way she smelled, the way she tied me up and gave me a foot job. That’s why I spent 2 months driving around with the following CDs – a Metallica bootleg you couldn’t even understand due to shitty quality, Oasis, Presidents of the United States of America, and two Tantric albums. I had selected some Metallica and Avril Lavigne CDs for the ride.
” she asked as a small look of relief crept across her face. Just trying to make you feel better.” She playfully punched me in the arm.
You’ll probably get along really well with my sister actually.” “Why’s that Matt? …She was more of a Clarissa fan, but I’m sure she’ll still love you.” “Haha.