Saturday, December 10, 2005

Magic

I'm sitting here right now waiting for my laundry to finish when what do I hear on the radio? Under the Bridge - by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. And then all these wonderful memories came flooding back into mind. I was hanging out with the 'Rats' in the basement of my dorm on the last day of exams. I had finished a week earlier but made a point of returning for the party. He was a friend of Christos and was so cute - a soccer player with an amazing body. Dark wavy hair and deep brown eyes. I'm sitting on the top bunk, he's across the room in a chair. Ours eyes lock during the song and we both know then and there that we were going to hook up that night. At that point no one else in the room matters. We've become entranced and seduce each other from across the room. The song ends and the spell is broken. Everything else comes back into focus and we forget about each other for a while. The party moves to 'The John', our campus bar and we grab a couple of tables, a ton of pitchers and the girls head to the dance floor. After a while, I return to the tables to grab a drink and he's there waiting for me. We talk for the first time and become engrossed in conversation, yet surrounded by lust. Our song is played again and we head to the dance floor to take our conversation to a different level. As the song ends, we finish our drinks and head for the door. It's time. He takes my hand and we walk back to my dorm and go to my room. We're finally alone and we take full advantage of it. It was absolutely amazing - until the condom broke. {sigh} It ruined what should have been an incredible night of sex and made it about dealing with the consequences. Since the moment was lost, he got dressed and went home. The next day it was back to reality. My first trip was to the clinic for the morning after pill and a discussion about going on birth control, followed by puking my guts out from the hormones and feeling like crap for two days.

We never spoke again, but I think I saw him one time on campus the following year. We both did a double take, but kept on walking. To this day I have no regrets, but I do wonder what his name was.

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