I had not expected to see Cat again so soon. In fact I had fully expected to never see him again because I always felt extremely embarrassed after having had sex, especially when it was just sex driven by lust. The day I met him I had sex with no less than three other men besides him and thinking back about it, it made me feel uncomfortable, because I had felt I had acted like a slut. I hated the idea that I would gain a reputation for being a tasteless piece of fuckmeat because I had let myself go that one day.
Yet, I felt this growing urge to call him because I felt fascinated by him. He seemed comfortable with being gay and it was a kind of self confidence that I liked. He also was so unlike any gay men I had expected to meet.. I didn't like the so obvious 'female' ones or the over the top male ones or the hairy bears or the leather clad studs or the drag queens. Being gay seemed mostly about being a freak.
Cat did not look like a freak. He was in his early twenties, slender, supple with pale skin and hair that was dyed black and blond, shaved around the based of his head, but with long hair falling to one side, covering one part of his face. He was what they called in the gay scene an emo twink.
I was somewhat older, also with pale skin, with short hair that was black but so highlighted with white that my hair looked grey. I used eyeliner to accentuated my ice-blue eyes. I also wore lipstick. I think many mistook me for a butch or a dyke: a lesbian dressing up and acting like a man. When someone asked me what I was: I would say I was androgyn.
When he picked up the phone I said that line you swear never to say, I said, "Hi Cat, I am Merit." I bit of the part where I would say: do you remember me.
"Hey, how are you. "
"I am fine, how are you." I didn't feel nervous so that did not explain the uninspired conversation from my side. I simply had no clue what I was supposed to say.
"What kind of music do you like?" Cat said.
"Uhmm.. I like Trance,Chill-out and such, Underworld, DJ Tiesto, Paul Oakenfold. I am not much of an Armin van Buren fan though. I don't know why."
"Trance., Great. Can you come to my apartment next Friday? There is a place called Miami Beach where they have this dusk to dawn event. Trance, Chill Out and lounge music. It is a great place. Do you like the idea?."
"Yes."
"Great. Come around nine. I can't make it earlier, because I have to work till eight, otherwise we could have grabbed some dinner before hitting the place."
Cat laughed at me when he saw me. "We are going to the hottest place in town and you are dressed like you are going to a burial. "
"I like my look actually. " I was wearing a short leather jacket that ended just above my waist, covered with buttons. A black t-shirt and a black jeans trousers that flared a bit at the bottom and sneakers in rainbow colors.
He was we wearing a cropped shirt that left his abdomen visible. His pale skin was covered with fine blue tattoo. He also wore shorts and sneakers.
He pulled me inside and put me before a mirror.
"It will be hot inside. In many ways, but at least in temperature. You been soaking wet dressed like that."
"Oh."
He laughed at my 'oh' and then said, "You need a change of clothes. Let's get rid of.. everything."
I protested, "I want to keep the jacket, where would I leave my money otherwise?"
He saw I was not going to change my mind and then said,"You can drop the jacket of at the cloakroom. But you need to look more spicy. "
He pulled open some drawers and closets and found me a mesh shirt. When I took my shirt of he saw the blue star patterns on my body.
"Nice tattoos." He traced them down my crotch, "Are they real?"
"No..body paint. I don't believe in tattoos."
"They are cute..and inviting. They guide you towards you to parts you I would like to explore.." He then went looking for some pants to replace mine, but there was nothing of his that fitted my hips.
"You need a pair of swimming trunks. Take these and put them on."
"Underneath?" I made my first poor joke of the night.
Miami Beach was packed. While we were in the cue to get in, Cat whispered a few tips to me, "Drink water as often as you can, alcohol is ok, but if you want to last the whole night, you better keep it under control. Watch out for guys selling 'things'. And never leave your drink unattended. I'll introduce you to a the guys. We watch out for eachother. "
I looked around and noticed that the crowd were mostly male. There were some women. "It's a male event mostly." Cat said when he saw me looking, "There are femboys, ladyboys and such."
"No women?"
"Oh, there will be a few. It's not about keeping women out. Why do you ask?"
