Friday May 31 2013

Friends School Magic Bus with Ana[i]

Waking up around 1:30 p.m.


Mango.


My hard drive enclosure came in the mail, which means I can now transfer all the old files that I didn't get the chance to back up from my former laptop onto the new one. It's fun stuff having to reconfigure permissions and inspect all the details of the sync program. But eventually everything will be completely transferred and ready for action.


Clobbering a whole Tupperware of these Muddy Buddies that James made last night.


Still consolidating and organizing files.


Egg Sandwich with Cream Cheese and Tomato. Goldfish Crackers. Honey Green Tea.


General chores around the house.


Apple.


Shooting some hoops alone on the basketball courts.


Black Beans with Onions, Mushrooms, Peppers, and Brown Rice.


Ana comes over to hang out. I'm just finishing up some rent business. She just came from a girl's hangout where they made penis cupcakes. We go for a walk with the pogo stick and practice our  jumps on the abandoned volleyball courts near the entrance of Chanticleer.


Friends School Magic Bus with Ana


Then, venturing into the Friends School. I discover the white school bus door is unlocked. We coop up inside. It's quiet and not a soul is stirring besides ours because it's almost 4 a.m. She brought along the Philippines Airline blanket and wraps it around her head like a shawl. Mimicking what it would be like if we were students on the way to school – a little role playing. Both of us sitting across from each other.

I look over and say, "Hey."

Shyly she responds, "Hey."

Me: "Did you do the homework?"

Her: "Yeah I finished it."

Me: "Oh. Well I didn't. Can I borrow your notes?"

Her: "No. You can do it on your own. You have time now."

Me: "I think you're cute by the way."

Smiling with embarrassment she returns the gesture, "I think you're cute too."

I move over and sit next to her.

Me: "Can I kiss you?"

"Yeah," she says as her lips meet mine.

From there the scene takes on romantic pornographic proportions. Amidst the heavy breaths of elation and the bouncing from the vinyl seats I ask, "Do you think the bus driver sees us?"

Her: "No. I don't think he cares. He's too focused on driving."

I apologize for having to pause every now and then to slow the fountain billowing up inside me.

Me: "Sorry."

With an ecstatic smile on her face she says, "As long as we keep slippin' and slidin'..."

None of this feels real. I'd almost believe this was merely some pent up fantasy that I'm daydreaming about back in my room. But no, it's actually happening. The shadows from the trees and light poles dance around our movement in the dark. The lush green foliage surrounds the bus and lulls us into a heavenly place.


Friends School Magic Bus with Ana

Friends School Magic Bus with Ana


After finishing we clothe up and recline on the seats.

Me: "I think this is one of those moments Charlie was talking about in Perks of Being a Wallflower. Infinite. I feel infinite."

...

On the walk back I mention some of the qualities I like about her.

Me: "You have a hidden sensuality. I like that you're modest and not so flamboyant."


Back at the house. Snacking on Popcorn and Tea.


She drifts off to sleep while I tweak with stuff on the computer. Eventually I plop into the bed around 5:30 a.m. I rustle her awake. And we pick up where we left off on the bus. The endorphins are racing through my bloodstream. We can't stop. It truly is a heavenly place.


[i] Images by me.

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