Wine=Bad Decision Making

            Friday night Reg and I had planned on going out.  We head to the Watering Hole at about 5pm just in time for some happy hour drinks and stuff.  However, we decided to get wine because we thought it would be classy.  I am an avid wine drinker but this particular night was one that I should have stopped while I was behind. 

            So were drinking and drinking and drinking and we go to 3 bars that night where we had more and more wine.  So we head back to the Watering Hole where we continue the wine. 

            “You know your gonna call Guy #1.”

            “Reg, I don’t even have his number in my phone!”

            “But you can find it!”

            So of course we go in and find it and shoot him a text…

            “Hey.”

            “Hey.”

            “See you soon.”

            “Ok.”

            Why not right?!  We go to his house where he is sitting on his couch and drinking a beer and what not.  So we chat for a few minutes and I don’t even know what we talked about to be honest.  I don’t think I said too much because I don’t know what to say to him.  I was so mean to him every other time I had seen him.  So we leave shortly after we get there.

            “You are totally going to have sex with him tonight.”

            “No, I am not.”

            “I’m texting him from your phone.”

            Welp, put it this way I went over there after I drop Reg off at my parents house and I walk in to his house without knocking.  I sit on the couch that I always sit on and I start talking.  Because that’s what wine does to me.  I talk.  A lot. 

            “I have to tell you that I am sorry.”

            “Sorry for what?”

            “I threw everything in your face.  Everything I was mad at The Ex about I took out on you and it wasn’t fair.  I miss you as my friend and I wish we hadn’t slept together because now it’s weird.  I don’t want it to be weird.”

            “Don’t worry about it…”

            “And I am sorry I threw water on you.”

            “I forgot all about the water thing.”

            “No you didn’t!”

            “Your right.  I didn’t.  But it’s ok.”

            So we go on to talk for about 20 more minutes and by the end of the conversation I stand up to leave because I told him we were not sleeping together anymore.  And he says to come over and sit with him for a minute.  I know what that means…

            I go and sit with him on the couch and then we're lying on the couch and then he starts running his hands on my back.  “What are you doing?”

            “Nothing…”

            Bull shit.  But did I let it happen?  Of course I did.  And why?  Why not?

So were going on the couch for a few minutes and I told him I didn’t want to have sex on his couch because his windows were right there and the blinds were shit and can we just go to the bedroom if were gonna do this?

            We get off the couch and walk to the bedroom.  I turned around to see what was holding him up, and he does not have any pants on.

            “What the hell happened to your pants?  I didn’t even see you take them off!”

            “They’re pajama pants!  They come off easily!”

            Then he walked behind me and grabbed me from the back and kissed my neck and we made it to the bedroom.  The funny thing was this though; it was funny sex.  It was the first time that we laughed during it and we had fun.  I know it sounds weird!!  But it was funny and we were laughing by the end of it. 

             So were laying in bed after and he pulls me into his side and places my right hand on his chest and covers my hand with his, and he is playing with my hair with his other hand.  We fall asleep for a few hours and he is woken up because he has to be at work.  It was definitely interesting.  Not to mention I was talking to one of my other friends who knows someone that hooked up with him a while back and she told me that he has these night fits and is violent in his sleep.  Funny thing, he was never violent with me when we were sleeping, so I wonder...            
           But now here we are and we haven’t spoken and I doubt we will for some time.  But whatever, I think we broke some new ground and things are kind of in the past right?  I guess we are going to have to play it by ear and see what happens. 

            It’s sure good to be home.