Petted the Cat Affectionately
circa February, 1995
First I remember being in a building. I had to find the library. Once I did, the next thing I recall is being on a bus with a bunch of other kids. We're chasing another bus, which turns onto a side street. We shout to the driver several times to stop or turn around. He finally does a bootleg turn and ends up skidding backwards in the turning lane, through a red light, into the intersection. At some point we must have gotten off the bus and were getting on again. Everyone but me, some girl I supposedly had known for a long time, and the driver, were back on. The girl hugged and clung to me tightly several times and I could barely move as I embraced her. I turned to the driver and yelled and cursed at him, probably for endangering our lives. I slapped him several times, knocking his glasses off. (after I slapped him on the left side of the head.) We got on the bus...it's blurry.
Ok, I remember now. We got on the bus after: I kissed her on the lips as we embraced. She kept saying she wanted to come.be with me or something, but I didn't want her there. I hunted towards this and kissed her again. She gave me a strange look. We kissed a few more, long, good times. I got back on the bus (aside: aha, so this was JUST before we got back on the bus) and sung to myself the whole way to where I got off. Then Theresa, who had been sitting near the front, said she thought she sounded like a fool as she sung to herself.
Next I remember being on a bike, following another kid on a bike. He crashed through and over stone benches, curbs, and the like with no problem. A guy on rollerblades checked him from the side and they traveled down a steep sidewalk in unison. I couldn't stop and ran into a telephone pole. We all caught up to a bus and got on. The bike kid was complaining that the skating kid sucked so bad or something.
Then a girl I really liked, knew for a long time, but thought I would never have, entered (aside: totally fictional). She sat next to me (or on me) and I sort of embraced her and ran my fingers through her hair. I stroked her back, side, legs, affectionately, perfectly happy. I didn't care that there were others on the bus. I had my eyes closed. Something grew in my pants as her hand enclosed around my penis. I was about to get more intimate when I sat up. She went to sit by some other guy. Another woman got on the bus and sat next to me. We chatted a bit, but I didn't like her after I knew who she was.
Next I remember being at the dinner table at my old house with some people. We had ordered food or pizza. A cat, several times, stretched up to the table, curious, or onto the table. Each time I petted the cat affectionately.
posted by Phlegm at 11/23/2003
