
If I could live one moment in my life again and again, on constant repeat, I'd pick last night; what a wonderful night - just so simple, innocent and life affirming. It always does it to me, the most simplest of things in life, just sharing time with people I love, without agenda; it was nothing special just a couple of friends getting together and enjoying a Saturday night in - it made it all the more special. I don't know but to just see familiar, friendly, happy, smiling faces; to know they love me just for being me and I can be myself without fear of being judged or ridiculed is and means everything.
Rach was waiting for us when we got to my baby's flat and as always I was greeted with a big hug, a kiss and a smile; I thanked her for looking after my baby whilst I was away - not that he really needs any looking after, I mean he's quite capable of looking after himself. But still, it makes me happy to know that when I can't be with him he's got Rach in his life - they get on so well together, we all get on so well together. My baby ordered pizza and got it delivered, the pizza delivery guy must have been cursing us because I've never seen so much food in my life; two giant 14" pizzas, garlic bread with cheese, coleslaw, onion rings and potato wedges. He wouldn't take a penny off me either, he said it was his treat, I asked him why and he just said because................
Now we're normally very civilised, we always eat at the dinner table but last night saw us slouched on the sofas around the coffee table in his living room; the table was covered in the pizza boxes and we just helped ourselves - it was magical. It felt so relaxed and unrestricted, sat back talking, laughing, gorging ourselves on pizza whilst music played on the stereo; the most perfect setting you could ever imagine. It was like a retreat - it was cold, dark and raining outside but so warm, bright and alive inside; like seeing a light shining in the window of a house on a cold winters night, a beacon guiding you home safe and warm. My baby and I got told off by Rach - we had a competition to see who could fit the most food into their mouth in one go; suffice to say it ended quite messy as we both set off laughing whilst our mouths were full of pizza. I was literally crying with laughter whilst trying to catch bits of pizza that were falling from my mouth - I couldn't eat for laughing; anyway my baby admitted defeat but said I only won because I'm used to having a large portion in my mouth. I don't know what he meant either..............
With little washing up to worry about, we cleared up, cracked open a few beers and sat back to watch Cloverfield; my baby and I have seen the movie before but Rach hasn't, I couldn't believe she'd not seen it - it's an awesome movie. Wonderfully scripted and shot - it's like filmed from a first person point of view on a camcorder and really gets you into the middle of the action. It starts off real slow and puts you into a false state of security before it suddenly jolts you onto a roller coaster ride of sheer terror that doesn't let go right up until the end. It really is one of the best movies of its kind and doesn't offer any crude explanation as to why any of it is happening - it just happens and it's all the better for it; if you've not seen it then you must, no questions, if or buts, just see it. Whilst we we're watching the movie my baby got told off again by Rach, we were sat together on the sofa cuddled up when my baby's hand started to stray below the waistband of my track pants - I wasn't about to complain, I mean it was quite enjoyable but I guess we weren't being as secretive as we thought. Can't you keep your hands off each other for five minutes broke the moment, I could see my baby trying his best not to laugh and then Rach asked me does it not bother you always getting groped like that? That was it, we both set off laughing, I mean what a daft question, one that she soon retracted because it was so obvious that I love getting groped like that; she saw the funny side, shaking her head and admitting she should know better than asking a question like that!
Rach also put a new spin on the movie, one that we'd not thought of, it was like an oh my gosh moment - she said it's really a love story; through all the action and terror at it's heart is a story of two people in love. We just love it for the action and the terror, put your mind into neutral and get carried away; but she's right, thinking on it is a story of modern love, straight love but love all the same. We were kind of gobsmacked, kind of oh yes so it is and then we argued why couldn't it have been a story about two gay-boys in love, we would have been the perfect characters for it barring the less than happy ending. Anyway the beer continued to flow along with the conversation and the laughter until about 1 o'clock in the morning; Rach called it a night, we cleared up and then retired to bed. Although retired is probably incorrect because despite the major consumption of alcohol we did anything but sleep, oh my gosh my baby started where he left off when he got told off earlier and then some. Just like Cloverfield, only with my body taking the place of NYC, it was annihilated to some tune - drunken sex is just so damn hard, horny, dirty and utterly spectacular; how I love being shagged like a drunken whore!
I woke up this morning kind of confused, possibly through the beer but mostly due to the fact that it was third different bed I've woken up in in as many days. Three beds in three days is quite an achievement but it's the first morning I've not woken up alone, so it's not as it seems; whatever to wake up in any bed with my beautiful boyfriend next to me as naked as the day he was born is a great way to start the day. And we started today with a bang, I may never walk straight again! Breakfast has been duly taken, my baby cooks the most wonderful breakfast, doesn't it always smell and taste better when someone else cooks it? We've drunk a pot of filter coffee, we've kissed, we've cuddled and I've told my baby I love him; it looks like today is going to be a great day...........


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