The phone starts making the dial tone and after a few seconds, she finally answers.
"I hope it's an emergency for you to call at this hour and disturb my sommeil de beauté (beauty sleep), sis" Cammy's voice was sleepy like she waked with a hangover, I kinda felt bad for calling her but when I had to decide about something or asking for advice. I wouldn't think twice about it because she was always there for me and was always a great adviser since we met many years ago on the beach. I know I might sound like a pain in the ass but what else could I do? I had to trust someone right?
You might think how weird it is for her to speak French together with English. But believe me, I got used to that for ten years. Although I keep telling her to speak only one language you think she ever listens to me? For her, French is fancy and more suitable for her status. And make her change her mind? Grab a chair and wait for eternity.
But still, there was no better person that could help me at that moment, but I kept thinking if it made me look desperate? No, she wouldn't think about that she always knew what to do, even though she had other dates where she met all kinds of guys. And I was the desperate one?
So she was certainly the right choice. And on those matters, there was no better person although her methods were a bit let's just say extravagant. She was too direct.
I cleared my throat so I could speak more clearly while she waited for my answer.
"Ahh... Sorta like that, I need your help to solve a problem that I'm having that is sitting a few meters from here." I answered in a nervous tone. "Is just I met someone and he's kinda different... in a certain way."
"How different?" It seems her curiosity had her lose her sleepiness for a bit becoming more interested in the conversation. Remember Mady her interest many times became an obsession.
This wasn't the first time it happened, during school time it happened the same when we decided to hook up with some hot guy, someone who could set you on fire with his body. So calling Cammy was a usual thing that I did and many times it was her calling instead of inviting me to meet her and meet someone. But today I came alone looking for fun, she stayed at home studying for an exam that was coming.
And as we always did we had a different way of expressing and communicating ideas so that one could understand the other. I walked away from the bathroom so I could check on him, and stood behind a wall column that divided the bar from its bathroom so I could see the mysterious guy and get a clear vision of the place he was so I could examine him better.
"Ok... We got a male individual that looks around twenty-five years old or maybe more, the military which means he gotta have a godly body and I can imagine what else we would look lower..."
I couldn't even believe in my own mouth, I was talking without even thinking although I always talked like that with Cammy and she knew me better than anyone, I had never been so straightforward. Also, it was thanks to her that I released my... sexual impulses and more naughty. I heard a laugh on the other side and awaited her answer.
"Don't imagine, go check it!" I couldn't see the sense in her answer, check it how? I have no intention to take him to any place and take advantage of him so I could dazzle myself in seeing how he came to the world.
"Check how?" Her answer was even worse.
"Yeaux et mains (Eyes and Hands)." Ok, she was crazy that's it! See what I mean? Too direct!
Either her sleepiness was doing that or she had been drinking again while studying, how she usually used to, it could be weird but many times it worked. But fine, I kept saying what was on my head that was like she wasn't feeling well. Ding-Ding 3 drinks!
I felt dizzy and sweating all over my body, not even mentioning the effects of my talk with him. I was really needing a cold shower.
Her luck was being home and able to go to bed while I could do something crazy and end up bad. Well, the chit-chat kept going. I want to know how far it would go.
"So you want me to go there and strip him? Or better yet to touch him?
I had absolutely no idea where this conversation was going to stop, although I was still uncertain of the destiny of it.
"Bien sûr (Of course) even though you're not gonna see it while he's dressed..."
Was she encouraging me to take him to bed? I'd look like a whore by doing it right? But above all Cammy was being herself, as always. But then again she has always been like this and it was something I valued about her. Weird right? How did I handle her for all these years?
"Well I could take him to disco and touch him there during the dance, he wouldn't notice probably in the dark."
I answered giggling, oh sure like that's something I would want to do if I get the opportunity. Even rip his shirt and pass my hands in that manful body and seductive. I leaned against the wall thinking about it like the hard cold grey marble wall was his body, forgetting about I was still on call making inaudible sounds and sliding my right hand under my dress and touching myself discreetly until I was interrupted by Cammy curious voice.
"And that is enough? Vraiment? (Really?)"
I still didn't know what to answer so I let the answer flow on my head as I kept answering without thinking about it. The conversation was getting weirder by the second, I wasn't desperate to the point where I would have sex with someone I just met, not even if Ian Somerhalder entered the bar, ok maybe there... I wouldn't think twice, I guess the people who saw Vampire Diaries would agree.
"But I barely know the guy" I kept insisting on the bad idea trying to make her change her mind about it. I couldn't believe that was really happening to me.
"Well you could meet him closer then, c'est la idée parfait (It's a perfect idea)"
She was starting to push too far about my trust then, mostly cause by doing that I'd be a fucking whore right? And that's the last thing I'd wanted to look like. I took a deep breath.
"And by that, I'd look like a whore don't you think?" I answered sarcastically and was a bit angry with her statement.
"Whoa! Less Mady! That's an overstatement. Cette un échange d'informations (It's just an exchange of information)" She replied trying to calm me down. Like that would work.
"Are you crazy? He sees me naked and I watch him naked too? What kind of Exchange is that?" I said angrier and increasing the volume of my voice, I got back inside the bathroom, entered one of the cubicles, lowering the toilet seat, and sitting on it while continuing the discussion. "Not bad, better than a ring exchange" I heard her laugh, remembering her last boyfriend who wanted me to have one while they were dating. Oh great! She was having fun setting me up, I started to notice that it was a bad idea to call her. Ring exchange was something I wanted since I was a little girl just like other girls, where we walk with a curtain on our head or even use it as a tail in a dress imitating a bride walking to the aisle.
But it was still too soon for that, it seemed well regardless of the mystery behind him. Whoever he was, he was making me feel fulfilled and safe maybe he was the prince charming I was waiting for for so many years. Wake up Cinderella! Life isn't a fairy tale; those things don't happen to anyone like that, not in today's world.
"Don't say that! That is only gonna happen in many years from now!" I replied scared but I thought about it
"Maybe..." My eyes opened wider as I understood where this was going, she was creating hopes and that was a bad thing.
"Hmm thinking about it..." I decided to give her the idea to see how far she could go.
"Tell me you're not thinking what I'm thinking... For god sake's woman!"
She interrupted my last sentence roughly but she was right that wasn't going to happen so soon, there aren't men like that nowadays and the ones we think are perfect end up disappointing us or worse. But still, no man had me feel like him and that could mean that he could be the one.
"That he could be my beloved prince charming? That could be possible!
I could only hear her laughter on the other side, even I was laughing at the complete nonsense that I was saying, it was impossible for that to happen.
"You drank, didn't you? Come home and go sleep!"
She was right, I had been drinking and maybe that was messing up with my head but I wasn't feeling sleepy, either that or I was daydreaming. Hey, I was there to have fun and I was on the age for that so that would stop me?
"Actually I drank a Bloody Mary and I'm on my second Long Island ice tea"
I answered laughing thinking of a way to get back there; maybe the best way to go home. I was starting to become uncertain, something I hated a lot. I called her to help me decide on something and now she getting me in another shit. I was started to think that I wasted my time. For God's sake Mady you're twenty one don't you think it's time for you to decide on your own? I would love to do that but as I looked at my faded small scars in my arms, created by past cuts as answer to the consequences of my mistakes. I had a tattoo on my left wrist shining its black letters reading with pain comes strength. Yeah I'm the kind of person who likes to punish herself for her mistakes in the worse way and my tattoo reflected that
"Mon Dieu! Then use that in your own favor to create a distraction on finding more about him! Je m'en fous (I don't give a damn)"
I was close to asking if she wanted to come to see it personally, but she seemed more interested in what was going to happen. Well, I guess all was left was this to look like a cheesy comedy where everyone has their happy ending.
Wake up to Life! You are reading and watching too many books, get off that fairytale land, and face reality. There are no such things as charming princes or perfect men.
"Ok let's see what happens, well I'm hanging up now and with some luck let's hope that he's still there..."
I leave the bathroom to look to the table where he was, noticing that he was drinking a Bloody Mary giving me a sign of hope.
"Good, he's still there," I said feeling relieved hoping that was a sign of good luck, something I hadn't had recently.
"Perfect! That means that is waiting for something and he's enjoying your company now do him a favor and go have fun and do some field research" Answered Cammy laughing, she absolutely had drunk too much that night. But she won't remember anything in the morning for sure.
"Ok we talk later and I'll tell you what happened" Although she won't remember even about that conversation at that moment we used to do this at the end of the date.
She was my best friend and sister; there were no secrets between us and we had a lot of incredible experiences in these years.
"Good night little princess" I hang up the phone and got to the table.
I got back to the table without looking where I was going and sat on the opposite chair that meant on top of him trying to look distracted. As I sat over his legs or better say between his legs, I felt his member harden over my panties that thanks to the emergency call for Cammy inside the bathroom got a bit wet.
He looked at me while I was still "on him" clearing his throat still surprised by what happened.
"Comfortable?" His voice had a surprised tone and I didn't show anything just feeling relaxed at that moment, but I was nervous inside regretting my action. But I felt good and relaxed; he was in a certain way comfy. Maybe it was normal to sit on a stranger's lap. Let's make it a fashion!
"Perfectly," I said smiling at the guy without looking back, thinking about what I should do next or if I should just get back to my seat, luckily the place was crowded.
But when I moved a bit I felt something hardening underneath me I felt his boner that rubbed over my short red dress (Cammy's idea), I slid a bit more feeling his little friend touching my new Victoria's Secret underpants. I felt his perfume as I leaned my head back to feel it better.
He did notice my movement but didn't react and I kept doing it biting my lower lip. He starting to look nervous e clumsy with what was happening. I could feel his sweat and I turned back looking at his beautiful blue eyes that were shining on the weak light of the bar, giving a nocturnal environment for us. The weirdest thing was that one stared at us, and neither the employees said nor did a thing. It was like a barrier that surrounded us. I learned a bit more to face him, getting close to this lips and without regret, I kissed him. I felt his lips against mine in pleasure and passionate kiss feeling a strong pulse-like my heart was beating really fast.
He moved a bit more kissing me again and out of a sudden he whispered in my ear.
"Don't you wanna go somewhere more private?" I didn't know what to say, I wanted to say sure but was going off borders by accepting like that. He seemed perfect but that would be just too much although my body impulses me.
I wanted to refuse and spill my drink on him as anyone else would do in that situation but that wasn't the right time. Ok Mady the date is over leave before you screw up. Something was making me say yes, like a power that I felt at the moment. I wanted to do that but in another way, without a single piece of cloth on our bodies and slide an ice cube through his muscled body, slipping through his waist and going lower until starts climbing his excited little friend.
I was feeling worse than ever now; I wanted to refuse but I wanted his body more, what was wrong with me? I looked at him biting my lips, imagining every sensual scenario that could happen between us. My legs hit the table as I moved more on top of him. It made the drink be spilled on both of us. The same drink I was supposed to use to send him away how ironic was that?
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry" I apologized as I got up noticing his pants were wet, not to mention the boner he had. Did I do that?
He looked at me and smirked. "No problem miss, maybe I asked for it"
There was something about him that mesmerized me, made my heart beat faster than ever. I couldn't stop looking at his erection still.
"Well...let me make it up then" I grabbed my purse and took a pen. "You mind give me your phone number?" I gave him the pen and the napkin. I was blushing I could feel how pink my face was, maybe it was the alcohol? I was too nervous to talk. The only thing I did was stare at his beautiful blue eyes. Blue as the deep sea... Somehow it reminded me of home...
He bend down a bit and could see his butt. I leaned my head a bit to look at it better. OMG, what a butt! I wanted to take it home. How about you change your mind and get to know him better?
"Sure call me," he said smiling handing me the napkin after writing his phone number. "We'll try again some other time."
He stood there for like a minute as I almost drooled just looking at him.
"Miss?" He asked while I was dreaming awaked before I snapped out of it.
"Thanks," I said smiling like a hysterical girl before leaving and turning my back on him as I paid for my drinks and rushing through the door. I looked back giving one last stare when bam! I hit the glass door.
Everyone looked and laughed at me. I felt embarrassed although I was used to it. I hated glass doors so much! I hushed to my car parked outside. I got on my pink Mini Cooper S, a gift from our father but it was Cammy who chose the color. My sister loved pink, and pink was her life. From her car, clothes, room and she even wanted the house in pink!!! Can you imagine that? Our apartment building is pink! For god sake! I had no problem with pink although I wanted to paint the Australian flag on it but didn't have the authorization yet.
I got on the car, closing the door, and sitting comfortably on the seat, reflecting on what happened there.
"Damn it" I knocked my head against the wheel in frustration making the car horn beep. I looked at the napkin and almost wanted to smell it. Would that be weird?
What the hell was wrong with me? I shook my head trying to get weird ideas of my head. What I did was totally humiliating for me it seems that I reached a new level of desperation but who was he? This is not college, I couldn't do that as and Cammy did on the school guys, it was not the same thing.
Still, it was a hell of a show Mady. Well, the worst thing that could happen was to be stopped by the cops which didn't happen luckily. The only thing I wanted at that moment was a cold shower get in my fresh sheets and be taken by Morpheus and his kingdom of dreams
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