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I bite my knuckles. She’s not making this easy on me. She may not have meant it this way, but all I can visualize is sexual neediness. And there’s nothing sexier than begging.
HatTrickSwayze: Oh yeah? Needy can be good sometimes. Are you looking for a boyfriend?
“No, but there are times when I watch my best friend and her new husband, and I can’t help but feel a little envious of what they have. They are so happy and comfortable, and they share a closeness that I’ve never experienced. So, when I see that side, it looks nice. But who has time to find that person?”
She’s talking about Lonan and Bridget. Can’t say I didn’t notice the same thing.
HatTrickSwayze: Do you think you’ll be ready for something serious when you meet the right guy or girl? Or do you prefer casual?
Why did I ask her that?
“It depends on how compatible we are.” She ponders my question. “I don’t mind a little casual fun if the sex is great. But if they’re a decent person in addition to that, I’d consider something more. I need to have good chemistry with them. Sure would be awesome to get laid on the reg, though.”
HatTrickSwayze: Yeah, same. It’s hard finding a partner.
“It is!”
Fuck, watching her strut around that kitchen naked, layering that dough over and over, is the strangest thing to ever turn me on. I need a subject change.
HatTrickSwayze: Okay, new topic. What’s something you want to learn or wish you were better at?
“Oh my God! Falconry!”
I bark a laugh.
HatTrickSwayze: LOL what? Seriously?
“Yes!” She giggles. “I want to try falconry someday. I don’t have a space to keep large birds of prey, but I would do anything to see them up close someday. I love watching videos of falconers on YouTube. It looks like such a rush.”
Who is this girl? I don’t know what I was expecting her to say, but it wasn’t falconry.
“What do you want to learn?”
HatTrickSwayze: Bread-making
My mom used to make bread when I was a kid, and I remember how the smell filled the house, it smelled like home. I never learned from her; I wish I would have taken the time when I had the chance. I’ve been picking up some tips from Queen of Tarts, but I learn better in person.
“That’s it? You can learn that on the internet. There are recipes everywhere.”
HatTrickSwayze: Or... you could teach me? Would you consider giving me a private lesson?
“Really? Okay. I mean, if you’re sure. I’m not sure how great a teacher I am, but I’ll do my best. Hey, I don’t know if this is weird, but... would you want to exchange numbers?”
Don’t do it.
HatTrickSwayze: Not weird 207-555-6767
Damn it.
There’s a pound on my door. “Yo, Kucy! Bus is downstairs. Get your shit.”
HatTrickSwayze: Great. Thanks. Hey, I have to head to the airport. Can we chat tomorrow?
“Yeah.” Her voice softens. “I’d like that.” She sounds so sweet and demure; I have a hard time imagining her being a top.
As I walk out of my hotel room, I pull out my phone and max out the tip for the chat session.
Unknown: You don’t have to keep doing that.
