BFF’s Birthday Drinks or How I Met Blue Eyes

By the time Saturday night had rolled around – the night of BFF’s birthday drinks – and BFF knocked on my door, I was buzzing.  I had slammed down a V while applying my making up and then whilst waiting for my ride to arrive I had found the FaceBook page – not set to private – of the work mate of BFF’s that he thought I might be interested in.  The boy - because at 20 what else could he be? – was cute, tattooed and pierced, exactly what I’m interested in at the moment.  To add to this, BFF told me before we went out to the car, this boy – Blue Eyes – also thought I was cute and I just knew we were going to fuck.

On the drive to the pub, I could struggled to contain my excitement, bolstered by the compliments of those in the car.  We got there half an hour before BFF had told everyone else to show, and BFF’s concern that no one would show only increased my agitation.  I hadn’t noticed that I was trembling until Kitty asked if I was feeling a little chilly – we were sitting outside in a covered courtyard with heaters blazing from the outside wall – but I was not.   

It wasn’t long before people showed.  I met BFF’s kinda sorta love interest Painter.  It was a little hard to reconcile the Painter whom I had heard so much about with the person I was speaking to. 

Things start to get a little hazy around the time – 9 – 9:30pm? - Goldie arrived.  I remember much photo taking, giggling, trying to distract a tableful of guys from the football on TV each time we went to the bar.  In fact Goldie and I were at the bar when BFF’s birthday chocolate tasting platter arrived - a surprise and the signal to sing Happy Birthday, etc - though they held off on that until we had returned.

Blue Eyes arrived while Goldie and I were on another trip the bar – sans jacket and cardigan - bare-shouldered.  When we returned, the introductions were made and then Goldie and I returned to our seats.  I only had to look at her and she knew.  The next moment she dragged me to the two newly vacated seats next to Blue Eyes – she had to drag me because I couldn’t bare to be so obvious – and up close he was just so pretty.  I don’t remember much of what we said to each other though I do remember his attentiveness.  Later Goldie told me that each timeI turned away from him his eyes were on me.  I was so damned drunk and horny that each time I was turned away from him, it was to tell Goldie how pretty he was and how difficult to keep my hands off him.  We sat with our knees touching almost from the beginning.

Things only get hazier from here.  Goldie and I finally managed to turn the heads of that table full of guys - to which I was oblivious.  More photos were taken.  I bought a couple of drinks for Blue Eyes and while at the bar I layed my head on his arm for a moment.  He responded by telling me he’d look out for me.   At some point back in the courtyard I finally put my hand upon his thigh, and then in what seemed like mere moments later we were making out.  We came up for air to notice the group had shrunk and those who remained were sitting in a circle behind Blue Eyes.  We also noticed that there was some sort of disagreement happening, but choose to ignore this and returned to making out.

Unfortunately Goldie had tried to intervene in a disagreement between the two unstable personalities – one a raging alcoholic who attacked the former heroin junkie for giving a gift of green to BFF – which ended with one storming out and Goldie in tears.  Blue Eyes and I decided it was a good time to leave and we said our goodbyes to a startled BFF and hustled Goldie out of there.  Blue Eyes flagged down a taxi and we were all on our way to my place – 10 minutes drive away - where I gave Goldie $20 to catch the taxi back to the city.

We set up camp in the livingroom - for the heater mainly – and we spent the next 16 hours making out, fucking, sleeping, or curled up watching DVDs – Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Sealab 2021.  He was so damned sweet not letting me up from the couch even if he wanted me to get something.  It was the most relaxing day I had spent in a long while.

I walked him to the train station at 6 o’clock that night and he added my number to his phone along the way.  He texted me the following afternoon.