Sex Party 2

Snow was poring heavily and I step outside my house. I couldn't i was being desperate to get fuck but some stranger. I walked up to the bust station. If the bus does not come I’ll head back home i kept saying in my mind and kept on walking up the block standing under a branch that had not been severely covered in snow. I pick-up my phone and dial the number. Each dial tone makes me nervous. “Hey I don’t think am going to make it tonight, the snow is bad out and no bus yet. From what time are you guys going to take” I asked. “Nah just come, it’s going to go through until 4, it’s just a couple of us” he responded back. “Oh here come the bus, see you in a few” I rush to the nearest bus stop, hop on the bus and found a seat where I could mentally process what was going to be go down tonight?

What stop should I get off at? I stood up and looked at the map. All I kept on thinking about was how bad I was going to have it tonight and how hard it was going to be, bang! Bang! Bang! I wouldn’t want it any other way. I did not want it to hurt but I want it to be worthwhile, especially for me coming out on in this weather. How the fuck was I going to get back? Damn I would have to walk back and so far my toes, inside my sneakers, are wet and cold. It’s fucking snowing what was i thinking. I am cold. I had this small thin wind breaker on and although it did the trick blocking out the wind it was not enough for the cold. I sat and waited until my stop came to a halt, got off and started walking.

The blocks were long, very long. Shit i still got more walking to do aw hell nah. They better be fucking good, they better be worth it. I walked down the sidewalk and after five minute of walking I called it quit. I pressed the redial button and was nervous more than never, only a few blocks and I was there, but I could not walk any longer.

“Hey listen I am not going to make it, maybe next time” under my cold aching breath.

“It’s cool” he responded

“How often you guys do this”

“Only a few times”

“Aight keep me posted”

That was that, and started to walk to where the bus was coming toward my house.

I waited and waited and the bus never showed. My thin little jacket was covered under the while snow, my sneaker drench to the point where I could no longer feel my big toe and i was coughing flame everywhere as if I been smoking all my life. It was God punishing me for wanting something it knows i shouldn't be having in the first place and I felt sorry that the poor woman who was standing nears me. She had to suffer along.

Finally the bus came rolling and the suffering had lessened, for now. What am I worth to have put myself in this condition? Obviously nothing. I had no money in my pocket, and heading to some stranger’s house to do something that is supposed to be a connection between two of extreme bond as in love or eternal friendship. What the fuck was I thinking? I would not want to hold someone that put themselves in an extreme condition of blizzardring snow to get fuck by strangers. It was not bearable, I am disgusting and sick. i try to stop myself from staring at this sexy guy standing in from of me. It would never stop. , i am a lost hope and was gone. I could not help to wonder when it would happen again. So as soon I got home I log on and plan for next weekend.