Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Another Story From My Life That Should Probably Stay Private But F It, That Hasn't Stopped Me Thus Far
So once upon a time, I was in bed with a male companion. He was someone I'd been seeing for a while (keep in mind that "a while" for me is not the same as "a while" for others) so I suppose we were fairly comfortable with one another. This particular night, we'd chatted for a bit and then both started to fall asleep.

His house was kind of dusty, and I got the ole itchy eye. I started rubbing it and that made it itch more. So I rubbed it even harder. You know how when your eye itches and you rub it, it's just one of the most satisfying things ever? And sometimes it's hard to stop, even if you think about how you could just rub your eye too hard and be known as "Old Sink Eye" for the rest of your days? I was experiencing that euphoria.

My companion had been kind of dozing, but he turned to me suddenly. "What are you doing?" he asked accusatorily.

I said "Oh, sorry. Did I wake you up?"

He said "I should hope so. Really. What are you doing?"

I was getting annoyed with his weird attitude, so replied "I'm rubbing my eye. It itches. Is that okay with you?"

He was quiet for a moment. Then he said "Your eye?"

"Yes."

Awkward silence.

I said "It really itched a lot."

Silence.

"Um. Did you get a cat or something?"

He said "No. You really were only rubbing your eye?"

"What does that even mean?" I responded.

"Nothing. Never mind. I'm sorry. Good night!"

"Wait just a damn minute. Why did you freak out about that?"

"Well. I could hear...nothing. I don't know. Sorry."

"No, tell me. You could hear me rubbing my eye? That's kind of gross. I apologize. I guess nobody wants to hear that juicy eye noise. But I don't understand why you overrea...OH. OH! I know what you thought!"

"No you don't. Go back to sleep."

"Yes. I. DO! You thought I was masturbating, didn't you??"

"I don't know."

"You DID. You thought I waited until you fell asleep to pleasure myself. And then you got worked up over it. Awww, poor guy. I would never do that."

"I TOTALLY didn't think that."

"Liar."

"Well, whatever."

"I promise I was only touching my eye. Which is not an erogenous zone for me. Going forward, if I decide to get myself off in your bed while you are asleep next to me, I promise I will wake you up. Okay? Pinkie swear." (Ha.)

And we lived by that agreement for the rest of our union, which really only lasted a few more weeks because that's how I roll.

The End

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posted by A Lover and a Fighter at 7:32 AM -
5 Comments:
  • At 8:13 PM, Anonymous James said…

    I, on the other hand, would totally do that =)

     
  • At 4:43 PM, Blogger Lozo said…

    you're not pink anymore. thank god. i was getting odd looks about why i was looking at a 13-year-old girl's blog all the time.

     
  • At 3:37 PM, Blogger Maxine Dangerous said…

    Try a good eye rub after a nice, hot shower. You might never leave the tub. Especially if you poke your eyes out and you can't find your way out of the bathroom.

     
  • At 1:43 PM, Blogger Maxine Dangerous said…

    Hey, thanks for commenting on my food class blog. :) Comments rule. And it was nice to know that people who weigh a lot less than I do have broken chairs too. I will officially chalk up the chair breaking to clumsiness. Yay!

    I totally used this template for Gravy a couple months ago, but I wanted that stripe of salmon near the top to be pink as well and couldn't figure out how to change it, so I had to get rid of the design. Pout.

     
  • At 2:44 PM, Blogger fairest said…

    I was going to make a "pink" eye joke but Lozo "beat" me to it.

    I have a story like this too but I was 14 on vacation and sleeping with my dad.

     
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