jailbait

and so there i was, spending time at some younger friend’s apartment for nye, minding my own business when suddenly this syt singled me out in the crowd because she caught me eyeing her more than a few times. so she calmly sauntered over and struck up a conversation with me. so we said our pleasantries and introduced ourselves to each other. we found a little cornered of unseated sofa space, promptly sat down, talked, laughed at each others jokes and argued with each other’s opinions. me and my calm, adult demeanor and she and her young, spirited giggles and highly animated laughs. by the end of the night, after losing count of the amount of red wine and liquor we consumed; we were sitting a few inches closer, brushing each other intentionally, shoulder bumping, touching each other’s arms lightly and looking at each other with genuine interest. i guess she got tired of waiting for me to spring the question. so she took my hand and pulled me to an unoccupied corner of the apartment and we proceeded to spend some time there getting to know each other intimately. 

so here i was, taking my chances and biding my time to cast the bait, but i guess i got hooked by her instead, heh. so fast forward to the balcony after the tryst.

she says: so, how old are you? *leans forward on him and grabs the pack of cigarette from his back pocket*

he says: i’m 30 *passes her the lighter*

she says: wait, really? wow, you don’t look 30. in fact you look not a day over 25 *grins*

he says: well, i should say thank you? *smiles* but it’s not about looking it or not, dear. it’s a fact that i am 30. just out of curiousity, how old are you then?

she says: uhm hmmm, you don’t wanna know… *hair streaming in the breeze, she sweeps and hooks them behind her ears**looks away and lights a cigarette*

he says: no? no… really, how old? *looks back at her with serious face**cigarette hanging from lips*

she says: *looks back, leans in and whispers* well, i’m actually 15. one five. heh. *steals a peck on his lips* HAPPY NEW YEAR! BYE! *gets up and hurries away*

he says: what… *mutters* oh shi-…

well, i guess it’s true what they say.  double the pleasure. double the jail time. thank god for anonymity. haha.

so, after the confetti has been swept away into the dust pan. after picking out the streamers from each other’s hair, when you wake up in a tangle of naked flesh at noon on 1st january 2008. after the liquor spills has dried up on the living room rug. after all the laughters. after all the alcohol induced physical ‘good wishes’. after flirting with all the girls and boys and vice versa. after rolling on the bed, stealing kisses with the girl your best friend has brought to the party. after being overly friendly and making out with that underage girl. but to be fair, she came on to me first, haha.

and so, 2008 is here. it still feels the same as last year, and the year before that,  and the year before that, and… you get what i mean…

so, happy new year… may the year bring you what you want, providing you put in a little work here and there of course, yes?

-air: highschool lover- 

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