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I Couldn't Have Asked For A Better Time (547 hits)

Category: General

Rating: -0.25 on 9 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
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Submitted by Wildcat (View user info) at 2006-07-31 15:17:26 EDT


"Come on man, you've gotta give it a go." Jeff said, sliding the two glasses towards me.

"What the hell is Tuaca anyway?" I said, inspecting the double shot and then the glass of Red Bull.

"Fruity shit!" Someone piped in from behind us followed by a burst of laughter.

"Well we already paid for them. Here we go"

The golden warmth of the two liquids slid down my throat reminding me of bittersweet candy. The smaller glass clinked inside the larger one as we set the glasses back on the bar and slid them forward a little in the puddles of mishandled beer.

"Could you pick something less feminine next time!" I said over the din of the bar. Everyone laughed as Jeff just shrugged and finished his beer.

That was our 5th round for the night. The 8 or 9 pitchers on our table had forced us to retreat to the bar for more elbow room. Bullshitting requires the proper amount of space. Like a group of Vikings drunkenly pillaging a town the six of us stumbled towards the row of skeeball machines, arms over each others shoulders for balance and beer in the free hand for the less inebriated. The swipe of our cards released our weapons and we began the relentless, reckless attack on the circular targets. We all felt that sense of camaraderie one gets from good times and good drinks, laughing and tossing balls down the adjacent lanes.

The bride and bridesmaids came like a whirlwind of short skirts and blonde hair. They had brought more firewater and wanted us all to do a round or two and then head back to the condo. Funny how a smooth, tan set of legs and several inches of cleavage can get a man to do things he'd otherwise refuse. Then again, the offer of body shots for us from our 6 female counterparts turned the tables on our refusals.

The street lights seemed to blur and grow together and the rhythm of the streets sent us all into a cool sense of being. We flew our hand airplanes from the car windows in the cool night all the way home. Bobbing our heads to the music, we looked around and shared that silent understanding of the goodness that can be found in a quiet ride in the moonlit night with the windows down.

With the role of the dice back at the condo I loathed Gentleman Jack for a few heaving moments over the sink. As the feelings went down with the rest of it's cause, I stumbled back over to the coffee table to wait for my turn in the board game.

We slowly faded off one by one in the early morning hours. The room became hazy in it's own time for each one of us. Arm in arm we fell away to our own spots of rest with a smile and quiet nod of understanding.

I awoke the next morning in board shorts I hadn't worn four hours before. They were still wet. I was still intoxicated. The pictures on the wall in the room were as foreign as was the warm breath on my neck and the smooth, thin thigh entwined on mine. A bikini clad goddess sleeping on my shoulder, masked slightly by sun-sparkled strands of hair. She rustled a little into the blankets and my chest and then slowly awoke. With a grin, she got up and left the room. "I'll be back," was all that she whispered.

I lay, staring outside at the waving palm trees. Such a foreign thing it was. She slid back under the covers and into the warmth of the bed.

"We......um....we didn't......." I whispered.

With a sweet grin she looked up from my chest, "No."

"Good," I said with a smile. With that she grabbed something she'd set on the bedside table when she returned and handed it to me.

I sipped the cold Newcastle and continued admiring the wind sweeping through the palm trees outside. As she ran she ran her hand across my chest and fell back asleep, all I could do was whisper to her, "I love California."

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Submitted by URMY_bitch (user info) at 2006-08-12 10:08:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2

No Comment

Submitted by Nockane (user info) at 2006-08-01 12:29:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

California is alright...

Submitted by Caulaincourt (user info) at 2006-08-01 12:16:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2

so you brought back a chick with you...WOW! That`s so hard to do.

Fuckin' loser, you didn't even fuck her, you limped-dick midget faggot.

Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-07-31 22:20:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2

So let's see if I've got this...



- You get upset when people say you're gay.
- You couldn't have asked for a better time than being relieved that you DIDN'T fuck the bikini-clad goddess.


Yeah, I see where those assumptions were plucked from nowhere....

Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-07-31 20:13:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2

Wildcat's posts are a "hit and review machine". Look at the legs on this one.


It's got a shot a "Least Heated".

Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-07-31 19:30:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2006-07-31 16:12:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

http://www.ubersite.com/m/91185#2082265


AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


ETS IS TEH CR4ZYNESS

Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-07-31 15:27:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2

What was this post about, anyway?

Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-07-31 15:19:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Glad to see you enjoying yourself - too bad about the case of whiskydick you came down with, oh well.


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