Thursday

Last night was the perfect antidote to my workday blues; as I mentioned we headed out for a few beers in Straightville or Stockport as it's more commonly known as. It was a glorious evening weather wise and as we set out dusk was just descending on the day; the light was fading away and a chill was permeating the air. We headed to the Old Rectory which is only a stones throw away from my house - it's where we normally go if we're heading out locally for a few beers. It's one of the few pubs in Stockport that offers a calm, relaxed and somewhat refined atmosphere; where we can just sit and talk over a drink and not worry a great deal about trying to act straight. We don't hide it that well anyway..........

As usual for midweek the bar was pretty empty and those that were in it we're either couples or middle-aged, I guess it's a kind of oasis of calm that people actively seek out. I like that thought and I think it's true; I also like the place because of it - no loud music, drunken idiots or gangs of lads to contend with. Just a place to unwind, relax and enjoy a drink or two with someone special as company. We sat in the corner seats to the back of the bar pretty much out of view of everyone else - it reminded me of the back row of the movie theatre for some reason; I guess because it was a populated place but also felt kind of removed and cosy. We talked, laughed, held hands under the table, stole a kiss or two and got real close on the corner seats whilst our hands strayed out of view. I'm sure it was just so obvious that we were more than friends, in fact I think we got caught snogging.........

I headed out into the back for a cigarette and my boyfriend followed me, we were stood against the wall and found ourselves completely alone. I finished my cigarette, pulled my boyfriend onto me and we began kissing; he in turn pushed me back onto the wall whilst pressing up hard against me. It was so incredibly horny and I guess we kind of got lost in the moment, as our hands began to stray and the kisses merged, the sound of the door interrupted us. We pulled apart as quickly as we could but I don't think it was quick enough - stood to the side was a middle-aged woman lighting up a cigarette. She didn't say anything, maybe out of shock or hopefully out of respect but she must have seen us - if not caught in the steamy embrace then removing ourselves from it. For reasons unbeknown to anyone we remained stood there whilst I lit another cigarette, like it was all we were doing when we were interrupted, we laughed about this later - what kind of logic was going through my mind to make out I was merely smoking a cigarette with a friend? And there we were caught in the headlights - so innocent! The woman returned inside and we followed shortly afterwards giggling like naughty school children, which I guess when we're together is a pretty good description.

We ended the night with a Brandy before heading for home and man it was cold outside - seriously chilly. It was beautiful all the same, we held each other close to keep ourselves warm all the way home and it was so romantic. The roads were quiet, the streets were nigh on empty and a clear, cold Autumn night surrounded us - and there I was walking along, snuggled up to my boyfriend; I wish the walk had been longer..............

I slept so soundly, the best nights sleep I've had in a long time; my conscience was clear, my soul happy and my heart full of love. My boyfriend held me close to his chest, I fell asleep in his arms - so safe, so secure and so comfortable.