Accompanying Music: Boy, Girl and The City
SF trip before school:
It was my first year of college and my friends volunteered to drive me up the coast to see what I had been missing for so long. My friends Danny, Tony, and Henry are two to three years older than I am. They beat me up me for a few years for not driving up with them to spend a weekend in San Francisco, but that was nearly impossible. First off, I don’t lie, ever. Second, my parents would have flipped. That’s a bad combo. So I regretfully passed up each offer. The reason I finally agreed and my parents approved, was that I decided to attend SFSU. They really had no reason to stop me from going. I was pursuing my education. The cool thing about the trip is that Tony had a “girlfriend” in SF that we actually met this summer at an 80s club we hit up every weekend since I turned 18. That would be about three months ago. Point is Danny, Henry and I could meet some of her girlfriends and possibly hookup. FYI, those guys and that club are at fault for ending my three year relationship with Tanya. I hadn’t slept with anyone else besides Tanya. Once I was introduced to the nightlife by the fellas the flood gates opened. I was sleeping with a new girl every other week, almost. But I did manage to make out a lot at that club. It was fun while it lasted.
Reggie’s & Daisy:
I went to Reggie’s party that took place on a rooftop. I’ll never forget the first time I laid eyes on Daisy. Especially because I was dressed in drag. It was themed 70s and I decided to dress up as Dr. Frank-N-Furter. I thought it’d be appropriate, seeing that Reggie and his friends were gay. The girl I was having sex with at the time helped make my custom. I went to her place to get ready. She handed me the stuff and I changed in her restroom. When i stepped out all trannified, she said I looked, “insanely hot”. She immediately slipped out of her dress, kicked off her heels and told me to fuck her raw on the floor. I obeyed her. When we finished, she did my mascara. I was going to wear makeup, but decided just to go with the mascara. I didn’t want to look too convincing. She was supposed to be my date, but cancelled at the last minute for whatever reason. I went with my roomy Patrick, who refused to look ridiculous with me. When we finally arrived we were surprised at how nice Reggie fixed up the spot. There were Christmas lights all around the rooftop, a DJ in one of the corners, a legit bar setup, with tables all around. There were no chairs, purposely. He did say he wanted everyone dancing. They were playing all kinds of music, but mostly disco. Patrick and I were drinking and talking to mutual friends when I caught a girl eying me. I smiled at her and she returned the favor. That’s when a song came on that seemed to have brought everyone together. It was Rock Your Baby by George McCrae. She made her way past the dancers and held her hand out. I was going to shake her hand when she brought mine up to her mouth and kissed it. She was dressed as a cowboy. Didn’t seem to make sense seeing that it was 70s themed, but no one seemed to care. She had the whole getup to the tee. Hat, chaps, boots and a thick mustache. “Hey there pretty lady. What’s your name?” she asked. “My name is Jordi. What’s yours?” “Daisy. You’re looking awfully sexy tonight.” “Well, you know…did you travel by horse tonight?” “No, but what do you say if we go back to my place and I ride you?” “Oh wow. Yes, please.” I unwittingly replied. She hooked my arm and we were off. I looked over at Patrick and he winked at me. We got in her car and drove to her place. We made out for a good while until she began taking each article of clothing off me, but left my panties on. She was still fully clothed. I asked her when she was planning on joining the party. She shook her head. “I wouldn’t be a cowboy if I were naked, now would I?” “I guess not.” “Just go with it handsome.” She pulled my panties down and brought her jeans down to her ankles and kicked one side off along with a boot. Once we was on top she begged me not to cum. Within a few minutes she climaxed. When she did I had to pull out as soon as I could because I was ready from the moment I slipped in. She threw herself beside me and thanked me. “What are you thanking me for?” “For letting me finish first. I know you were ready to go. I felt it.” “Oh.” “You’re welcome to stay the night, you know.” “I’m going to accept your offer, Ms. Daisy.” “You remembered my name!” “I did. Did you forget mine?” “Honestly, yeah.” “It’s Jordi.” “Oh yeah. Cute name by the way.” “Thanks.” We went at it four times that night. She drove me back to my place the next morning. I thought she expected a kiss on the lips since we had just screwed, but she went for my cheek. “Have a good day Jordi.” “You too. Wait…want my number or something?” “Yeah, sure. Here, put it in for me.” She handed me her phone. I saved my number and gave it back. “Caio. Talk to you soon.” “Alright. See ya.” I said. She drove off. Another successful night, but something was different. I wanted to see her again. I went into my place and was immediately hounded by my roommates. I refused to answer any questions then because I wanted to go to my room and relish what had just happened…
That Winter, her body was only one thing that kept me warm. She spent each and every night in my bed. Even if that meant her walking in drunk at 2:30am, she was here. We made love every night and it never got old. We would make playlists that we thought would go along with various sex scenarios. If we felt romantic, we played cheesy stuff. If we hated each other that day, we played angry sex music. Most of the time it was cheesy.
The Last Stand
When shit hit the fan so to speak, I turned to weed. I thought it would help me numb the pain. All it did was make me more daring. I was in my room high as a kite and had no intention of leaving my room. That’s until I saw her profile pic of her kissing another guy on the lips. I walked out of my room in a heavy haze. She was having a kickback at her friends apartment, so I went there. I didn’t know what I was doing to be honest. I waited for the bus and when I walked in I felt as if everyone was looking at me. I began to breathe hard and my heart began to palpitate. I had to think of arbitrary things to distract myself from freaking out. It was a success. Snowflakes, penguins, bow ties, puppies, etc. When I got off the bus I had to focus to remember how to get there. I walked down a few blocks and ended up in front of her friends apartment building. I waited for someone to open the door so I can slip in. I walked up two flights of stairs which felt like an eternity. When I finally got there I felt as if I was having an out-of-body experience. I saw myself knocking, asking for Daisy, and wiping the sweat off my brows. The girl let me in and pointed in the direction of Daisy where she was making out with the same guy that I had seen in the picture. I couldn’t help but cry. I just stood there in shock. I stood there looking on, fixated on how happy they looked. Someone poked her on the shoulder and pointed me out. She whispered something to her guy and sped walked toward me. She slipped her hand underneath my arm and pulled me toward the door. She took me outside, closed the door behind her, and stared at me as if I had done something to her. “Are you high? What are you doing here?” she asked. “Um, no. I just came to see you. I wanted to…” “What? Ruin my night? That’s the problem with you…you’re selfish. I want to be happy and you always manage to rain on my parade. Shoot, tell me what you came to tell me and leave. I’ve got someone waiting for me.” “You’re such a bitch, you know that.” “Is that it?” “Yeah.” I replied. “Well take care and please, don’t call or look for me ever again. I have absolutely no interest in keeping in touch with you.” “But why?” “Bye.” She opened the door and closed it, shutting me out forever. To add insult to injury, she had her guy step out and ask me to leave. I stood there clinching my fists, resisting his command. That’s until he shoved me down the hallway with all his strength causing me to stumble, roll and hit the floor with my head. He yelled something I didn’t understand and went back inside. It was over. I stood up, composed myself, and slowly made my way down the stairs. I sat on the last step to cool down. I was crying. Crying like I never cried before. For some reason no one passed by during that little spell. TBC