"Fine! Fine!" I shouted into my cell phone before flipping it closed. What a way to start my lunch break, I thought sitting in the break room at my place of employment. My friend Cadence just gave me a look of pity.
"Tina again?" she asked.
"Yes, she has stuff of mine that she found and wants me to come pick it up tonight or she'll burn it." I said, "I'm suppose to go there tonight at 9 after she gets off work to pick it up."
"How do you know she actually has your stuff this time?" Cadence queried.
"It was mostly a box of papers and memorabilia I've been looking for that I thought might have been at my parents house. A good portion of it can be used for research for the rest of my time in school," I replied.
"So do you think it will be the whole "take me back I'm sorry" deal again?"
Tina and I had broken up 9 months earlier. We had been seeing each other since my freshman year of college. Tina was already a junior, but we shared a Italian III course due to my CLEPing into it. It wasn't as if she had a freshman groupie, no, actually she chased after me. I was in love and I thought so was she. I had moved into the house she rented after she graduated while I continued to work on my Masters degree. We were in love, but being in love with her made me compromise some things that I enjoyed. When the two of us had sex, we made love, and it was wonderful. The two of us never just went balls to the wall fucking. It was only times when she was ready, cause if I initiated she gave me the shoulder, claiming that she had work in the morning or something similar.
I understood, and she treated me great other then the lack of sex. She wasn't clingy but always seemed to think about me for little things or bigger things, and thus I did the same for her. She had perfect imperfections as I called it at times. Yes, she was overweight, but in the right places. If you put her in a dress men would drool. She knew how to keep her body in a way to be tempting to everyone even if she was totally hands off and didn't flirt...or so I thought.
I caught her cheating on me after I started grad school. It would have been a rough nine months if I weren't a Templar of the Church of Swallowing.
I can almost see that look in your eye. It is a look of confusion. See I'm a nice guy. A type of guy that treats people with respect yet be firm when I have to be. I work at an office surrounded by beautiful women that had taken me out after the breakup to get my mind of things. They joked around a lot about the Church of Swallowing enough that people had been waiting for a sexual harassment suit to crop up. Yet being how I am I was lucky enough to take part in the activities. I don't know if I was the only guy in the office, or the fact that there might be another guy that doesn't kiss and tell, but damn, when the four women get at you, they get at you.
Cadence was one of the four, yet she wasn't the leader. Cadence was married to a husband that did provide well, and treated her well, except that he was lacking in certain areas that sometimes husbands lack at. The two of us would get together on mutual days off to catch a movie, or just get coffee and chat. She said I was a special project because if I was left to my own devices, I would not leave my house except for work and school She was right but I wouldn't admit that. One day she just came to my house in frustration, and blew me, and from that point on, while I did occasionally date, I'd sometimes find a beautiful woman in my bed when I least expected it. It could be Hanna, who everyone considered the leader of the four, Sarah, or Tracy. There would be no warning about it.
Maybe I should feel bad about being used only for the occasional booty call, but I'm male. I knew my place and had a feeling that if I started expecting it to happen or asked for it to happen, it wouldn't happen anymore. It's not like they tried to get anything from me or held it over my head. It was just a gut instinct.
"More then likely," I responded, "She'll probably try to put the moves on me or whatnot and..."
"Hey, can you walk me to my car," Cadence interrupted, "I'd like to get a cigarette before I go back on."