Around the World in 150 Days, Day 31, Get There!
May 6th, Madison: I wake up around noon in my bed. I go downstairs and ask my dad if he'd like to play some tennis, which he obviously does. I grab a small breakfast and throw on some gym clothes, and then we walk over to the courts in the park near our house.
During the match I notice that I'm feeling considerably more tired and sluggish than anticipated, and my dad is crushing me game after game. I guess I got much less sleep than I thought because I've got zero hustle and just feel like falling asleep. Eventually I ask my dad if we can just play another time and we walk home. I go upstairs to my bed and pass out for a while.
I wake up again around 5pm. I text a girl I knew from back in high school named Martina (name changed) about catching up in the evening. I'm absolutely starving so I suggest she meet me at a local wine bar and tapas restaurant, Eno Vino. Martina used to have a crush on me back in high school when she was a freshman and I was a senior, though I stayed away due to the age difference. She was rather forward for a 14 year old girl, occasionally stopping me in the hallways to suck my finger or say something like "When I turn 18 you'd better fuck me for my birthday present." I would often steal a line from Quagmire's book and shoot back with "Sweet statutory!" Having not seen her for so many years I'm uncertain as to what mentality she comes into are meeting today with though.
I walk over to the restaurant and order myself a glass of wine. Martina messages to say she'll be late, which is fine because it's a gorgeous day out and I've brought my Ipod. I go sit outside and put my feet up in another chair and down a glass of wine while I listen to Kings of Leon. During my second glass of wine the Ipod runs out of batteries, though it turns out to be a good thing because a moment later an attractive blonde woman in her late 20's steps outside from the restaurant and remarks in my direction
"It's too nice to be cooped up inside."
This time I have my wits about me and don't fuck up a girl opening me
"You're right; it's a bit dark in there for a day like today. Better to sit out and enjoy it."
"Do you work around here?" she asks
"Oh no, hell I don't even live around here anymore."
"Really? Where do you live?"
We go on to discuss Australia, which leads into what I do for a living, which leads into a discussion of Las Vegas, which leads to her telling me she was recently there and hanging out with the Maloof brothers (who own the Palms casino) and then takes out her business card and tells me to make sure I add her on Facebook so I can look over the pictures of her trip. A friend of hers joins her outside and my involvement in the conversation tapers off, and not long after Martina shows up. I walk over and greet her with a hug then we walk inside. She's looking damn good at 20.
Inside the restaurant I ask for a table for two and they fortunately give us a booth. Quick note on date situations in restaurants or bars with tables; always try to get a booth so you can sit next to the girl instead of across from her. This is because in order to advance things in a date way and not a friend's way you need to be able to playfully touch the girl, and you can't do that from across the table where any touching is a giant and noticeable gesture. Being in the booth will also allow you to gauge how you're doing from her body language as well, as if she's interested and enjoying herself she'll angle body and her legs towards you (often making contact and not pulling back) whereas if you sit across the table from her she's naturally forced to face you full on but there are fewer indicators to read interest level off of.
Catching up with Martina is a real pleasure. She's a really fun and easy going girl with a great sense of humor and a wit that can keep up in conversation very well. She's always been an outgoing girl who is quick to compliment, and today is no different as she tells me how cute I'm looking these days. She offers so many compliments in fact that I feel a little bad for not being able to keep up, though I do my best. We discuss the people we used to know, our old teachers, our respective failed attempts at a relationship and then the clincher, she mentions that in her spare time she occasionally slings a bit of grass to make ends meet
"Holy crap! You must love that show Weeds!" I say
"You know it."
"Too bad it got all emo and about her issues and lost its focus on the antics of the brother and Kevin Nealon. Those guys kill me. So...can you get me some weed?"
"Of course! I don't have any at the moment but I know plenty of people who do. Let me send a couple texts."
"Sweeeeeeeeeet" I say like Peter Griffen.
After dinner we go over to the apartment I've rented to chill out for a bit and meet a friend of hers who just broke up with her boyfriend and feels the need to vent. The three of us hang around and let her friend, Andrea, unload her issues while we smile and nod and I say stuff like
"No, your boyfriend didn't stop sleeping with you cause you're ugly, he just got bored" every now and then. Eventually she wears herself out and we drive her over to her apartment and drop her off. Then we go to Martina's place of work to meet someone who has some weed and she (since when do so many girls deal?) sells me a small bag. I thank her very kindly and ask for her number just in case anyone else in the Wisconsin area needs to get hooked up.
When we leave Martina drives us over to her apartment, which she shares with an ex-boyfriend that she broke up with several months ago but is still obsessed with her, plus her mother and sister. The ex is gone but the mother and sister are there, and I spend some time politely chatting with the mother, who seems very nice. Martina takes me into her room and pulls out a piece and says I should sample the weed I just got
"What the hell? Right here in your room with your mom and sister outside?"
"Oh it's cool, my mom is totally aware and used to it. I put her and my sister up here for free, so she doesn't mind at all."
"Seriously?"
"Yep, now smoke this!"
"Yessum"
I take the piece and smoke the bowl of what turns out to be pretty respectable stuff. Martina says she needs to drive to Milwaukee tonight to hang out with an ex-boyfriend that she is still platonic friends with and offers me a ride if I need to go over there. I was planning on going tomorrow so I decide to just take the ride. We stop over at my house and I grab a few things before we start the roughly 90 minute drive to Milwaukee.
In the car our conversation is very flirtatious and humorous, though I suppose most things would be funny considering how baked I am. The ex-boyfriend in Milwaukee does me a favor by being an annoying nag and texting Martina half a dozen times about where she is and why she hasn't arrived yet. She complains about what a harassing dick he is and says that she is having much more fun hanging out with me. I tell her that she should keep doing it then, that we'll grab some food in Milwaukee as I seem to have developed an appetite again and then we'll hang with my friends at their apartment. She tells me she'd like that.
When we arrive in Milwaukee we go to a Mexican place on the North East side near the University. I make sure to get a booth again and she is being very touchy-feely and flirty. She mentions how much she loves playing X-box360 and I go absolutely ape shit, almost as ape shit as when she then mentions she's dated two girls before
"Holy fucking shit that is the most awesome thing ever!!!" I practically yell between laughs
"Wow, that's definitely the best reaction I've ever got to telling anyone that!"
"What? What the fuck?! That's one of the coolest things ever to hear from a girl. Please, do elaborate, preferably in considerable detail."
She tells me all about her two girlfriends, and how the ex she lives with was very uncomfortable with it all. I've spoken to a number of guys lately who say they find the idea of a girlfriend having ex-girlfriends uncomfortable, and even a number of guys who said they're interested in a threesome but not with a girl who was their full blown girlfriend, that sharing her even with another girl was somehow uncomfortable. In my book that shit does not compute, but I suppose to each their own really.
We leave the restaurant and drive over to my friend Jenson's apartment. I have to call him to get the key from him as he's over at his girlfriends, though fortunately her place is only a block away. When I go grab the keys from him I say
"I've got a girl with me by the way"
"You son of a bitch" he says dryly. I assume that he is joking.
I walk back to the apartment and let us in. When we get upstairs we find that Rufio is not around, and nor is his Xbox
"Well let's just roll up a joint then" she says
"You don't have to twist my arm."
I take out the bag and grind up some of the weed on the counter the best I can. I take out the rolling papers I got when we stopped off at a convenience store and use a business card someone gave me to construct a filter. When it's all said and done the joint appears to be semi respectable but nowhere close to hall of fame. I take it over to the couch and sit next to her, then offer it to her to hit first. She lights it up and takes a drag, then hands it over to me. I do the same and then hand it back to her. We are sitting very close. As she takes her drag I say
"Shotgun me"
She leans over and I start kissing her while she blows weed smoke down my throat. I eventually pull back from making out and exhale. She hands the joint back to me and I take a hit and do the same to her. We go back and forth taking hits and trading make out shotguns for the rest of the joint. When it's finished I take it to the sink, drench it in water, and then toss it out. I go sit back down next to her on the couch and ask "Where were we?" before leaning in to kiss her. We start making out hard when suddenly the lock on the door starts jiggling. I pull off her and am seated next to her with a stupid grin on my face when Rufio walks through the door with a girl on his arm. We both start laughing really hard and have a stilted conversation
"Oh hey man, what's up?" I ask
"Oh shit dude...I...I didn't know you were here."
"Yea...yea kinda wound up here last minute. Didn't even know I was coming. Ya know?"
"Yea...yea of course. So anyway we were just heading out."
*Much laughter*
"Okay dude, great, see you later buddy."
"See ya."
We instantly go back to making out and soon clothes start coming off. Eventually we're both naked and dry humping and I say "I'm getting a condom now; let's take this in the bedroom." Luckily I had the good sense to place one in my wallet before the date so there is no awkward condom search pause. I go into the bedroom and we start having extremely enthusiastic sex on the bed. Sex on weed is always a very lucid sensation, but it also dulls the hell out of my sensitivity. She talks a fair bit during, and while I normally have difficulty shutting up I find sex is one of the few times I have little to say. Either way I decide to try and keep up a little and when she's getting close I start yelling "GET THERE! GEEEEEEEEEEEEEET THEEEEEEEEEEERE!" like I'm calling for a draw right before she orgasms underneath me. Due to the deluded sensitivity it takes over an hour of energetic screwing before I can finish, and we then lay there exhausted and sweaty for a while trying to collect ourselves.
"God, I am really blazed here" I eventually say
"Yea, me too."
"Catching up with you definitely doesn't suck Maritna, at least not as much as I thought it would."
I open up my computer and turn on some music. We lie around cuddling and talking for quite some time before dozing off.