Random Rim Jobs

Beth said I should write this down so I won’t forget. After work I came home and then straight to the gym to work out.  I stayed there for quite a while to work out, etc.  Then I had to wait for the bus for a long time, then I walked home and I wasn’t really thinking of anything in particular until I got to my driveway and saw Henry’s truck behind Beth’s car.  Wow.  So I walk into my own home and say hello to everyone.  I was still sweaty and quite embarrassed.  Eventually, I had to take a shower and when I got out, the guys were gone to get alcohol.  I got the house cleaned up a little bit.  Henry and his two friends got back and Henry called his mother.  How sweet.  He asked her if she needed anything.  What a good boy.  Beth and her friend had to go get the friend’s boyfriend.  So Henry said something about my books of questions.  We get got? to the sex questions.  Anyway, one of them was how old you were the first time you had sex?  For some reason I had to answer first maybe ’cause I’m the hostess or something.  Anyway I said sixteen and Henry said fourteen?  How cute.  That means he’s probably been thought the awkward I-don’t-know-what-the-hell-I’m-doing stage and is probably to the I-know-exactly-what-I-want-and-how-to-please please-the-other-person stage.  Shit!  That nine years!  14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 Wow.  He sort of laughed when I said mine.  He probably realized that that wasn’t so long ago.  Oh well.  I’m innocent aren’t I?  Once when he was handing me the lighter he let his hand linger and it touched mine.  Pretty neat huh.  Beth came back with a different girl.  Then eventually Henry just says well, I’m gonna get going.  It was before midnight.  It’s all very cute.  Anyway, Beth kept urging me to kiss him.  So I walked them to the door.  At the door he turned around and said he’d call me tomorrow, which is actually later today.  I wanted to kiss him so bad.  Beth wanted me to walk him out to the car but he was with the two not just one but two of his friends.  I just couldn’t do it.  Why am I so shy.  Henry’s not shy, just subtle.  I’m shy.  I can just tell he likes me.  He came over unannounced on a Friday night – a good party night – but I guess there were no parties.  Anyway, if Beth hadn’t been here, I would have been at the gym – which I was – and Henry would have left because no one was here.  Thank you Beth!  She got my extra key to get into my house and then she said right away someone knocked on the door and she thought it was me being a smart-ass.  But it was Henry.  Yea.  He must like me.  And a couple of times over the course of the evening we did make eye contact.  And he has had the nicest smile.  And a very cute butt.  His pants fell down to his hips – cutely, of course.  And he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt.  And he has great arms.  Of course I’ve already seen his adorable little legs.  So he’s supposed to call me.  Maybe, as Beth suggested, I should put in a request for a double date.  I want to be alone with him so we can kiss, etc.  I like him a lot.  Or maybe I’m just infatuated with him.  But I know he would be just a sweet boyfriend.  He would still go out and do stuff with his friends but he would special time alone set aside for me.  I would really like to kiss him.  He would be so soft and gentle at first to test how I react.  then after a few tentative kisses they would deepen and get more intense.  But I would want that to take a while ’cause I want it to be more than just sex.  I’m afraid he doesn’t get girlfriends he just has his friends and has sex.  But I want to be his girlfriend.  I want to be in a “normal” boy-girl relationship.  Is that too much to ask?  I think not, especially since that’s what will happen ’cause I’ll make it happen.  He’s so cute and he likes me!  I hope!  I think.  I want to be alone with him.  He’s just the sweetest.  Laura called when they were here and I subtly (however) let her know that Henry was here.  so now she’s goign to ask about what happened even though nothing did.  She’ll be disappointed.  Why are these late-night 900 number commercials so damn tacky?  His lower lip outs so cutely.  I want to see what I write in a few months when we’re fighting.  ‘Cause I’m confident something will happen.  He’s the type who wouldn’t press for one unless I did.  He always seems so cool – I find that kind of provocative, sexy, mysterious.  He likes me, he must.  I’ve decided.  I hate these fucking commercials.  They’re quite stupid.  I can’t find my remote which is quite depressing.  I’m watching a very interesting movie about a chick who kicks the ol’ valium habit.  Now she’s back form the mental hospital.  I’ll have to go work out tomorrow right when I wake up so I can go out or stay in tomorrow evening.  Now the movies is long and has gone on for as much story as necessary.  Now it’s just boring.  My hair feels like straw.  I like Henry a lot.  I don’t want Erica to call me again, I don’t like the way she makes me feel.  I deserve better.  I would like to get into Henry’s feelings – to know what he will do next.  I want to know him – to find him or make him weak.  For him to break down.  Not in a bad way but because of love or emotions.  The movie’s over, thank god.  I think I should go to slep.  If my neighbors ever try to make a lot of noise, I’ll be very angry.