Posts tagged ‘eve’

August 29, 2010

Mon anniversaire

It’s been one long birthday weekend here, with Jett, Johnny Law and myself having birthdays on either Friday or Saturday. We did a lot of the celebrating together on Friday, which was the actual day of my own. Kitten and Eve threw together a little surprise party for me at my local hangout after Johnny Law and I went out to dinner.

Johnny Law and I dressed in suits so that we might eat a Galatoires, which is an old formal New Orleans traditional restaurant which I’d never been to. We had a waiter with a thick Cajun accent who you had to pay close attention to in order to follow, but he was quick with the drinks and the jokes and he made us smile.

When we finished our meal we wandered down Bourbon street and waved to the strippers who tried to get us to come inside and watch them dance. We talked about life, about love and had a bit of a boys night until we arrived at the party.

July 23, 2010

All the lovely moments

I sat tonight with Kitty, eating gluttonous food and working out the details of a friend’s birthday surprise. We’d met this afternoon and accomplished the few things we’d set out to do. I’d almost backed out on all the plans for today, having gone home last night feeling that I should reconsider how I’ve been spending my time.

It’s been a year since my divorce. A very colorful year. I’ve met a lot of new people, got better acquainted with ones that I’d already know and carved a life for myself out of what was left of the one that I lived for the seven years prior. I’ve fallen in and out of love, I’ve had successes and failures in every aspect of my life, but that’s just what happens if you take the time to live. Sometimes your heart breaks a little and it reminds you that you have one and that you haven’t stopped believing in love or looking for it.

May 28, 2010

No place that we’d rather be

We were all out on the dance floor; Jett, Eve, Kitty and I. Kitty is the third of my “proxies” as Eve likes to refer to them (and herself). They are the women in my life here that I spend time with in different ways. I’m not dating any of them; Eve is the only one that I ever have, but somehow I have girlfriend-esque relationships with them in different ways.

“You’ve got us all here at once”, Eve whispered into my ear over the music, pressing my buttons just a little because of the fact that she told me before that I’d never find a monogamous relationship again because all the beautiful creatures that I spend time with intimidate other women. They danced with me, they danced with each other and it was a good time and Eve was pressing my buttons, daring me to say that I wouldn’t want to spend more time with all of them, with any of them, together or separately.

Jett is like the daytime and we do surprisingly average things together considering that she’s a stripper and I’m a pornographer. We eat together, watch movies, go for walks. She’s quiet and soft spoken for the most part but very colorful when she opens up.

Eve is like the night. We go out, cause a scene wherever we go and always have a good time together. She is like the night that you swear to go to bed early and then end up watching the sun come up. We know better, but we do it anyways and we are never sorry for it.

Kitty is like the the witching hour. She’s the moment where it seems like anything can happen. Everything feels sort of surreal when I’m with her and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like her for that reason.

I’d just come home from a long trip and they all knew where I’d be on a Thursday night and I told them with who I’d be doing those things.  Jett left the house with me and Kitty joined us at our first stop. Eve was already dancing when we got there. I wondered how they’d all be together, if it would be strange and if it was in the beginning of the night, it was forgotten by the end. We danced and had a good time and for the record, Eve was right.

April 14, 2010

This is my ravenous life

This weekend was colorful from start to finish. Each moment bleeding into the next in a way that made it all seem so much more reasonable at the time, but stepping back now I see it wasn’t anything ordinary.

I’ll start my weekend on Thursday, because that’s when it seemed to start to me. I have something of a tradition of going to a local club for their 80′s night, but it’s something that I’ve sort of fallen out of recently and then back into this past Thursday. I went mainly because Eve was dancing and it’d been a while since she had. We flirt endlessly as we always have; we’d dated for a while but differences in lifestyle and pending changes in geography made us decide that we would just be friends. She wears glitter and likes to kiss me on the cheeks so that everyone will know where I’ve been. We danced all night, stayed and drank when the bar was closing and then wandered off into the night, arms locked together.

Friday was my night to take it easy, have a quiet night in. I went out for one drink and had every intention of going to a Burlesque show, but decided otherwise, opting to have a quiet night in instead. I was in bed early for a change and despite the never-ending music coming from the bar beneath me, I slept, waking early on Saturday morning.

I’d received a message from Jett telling me that she was still out after having worked late the night before. I told her I was going to the bakery to get a croissant and then I was going to wander around the festival that was happening in the square not far from where she was and where I live. She said she’d go with me, figuring the only way that she would see the festival is if she stayed up, rather than trying to wake before it ended. I met her and she and I went to the bakery, having discussions in the window seat while eating croissants that were probably just a little bit too raucous for that time of day. We finished our pastries and carried the conversation out into the street.

March 16, 2010

laisse la danse sous les étoiles

Taryn walked past me the other night at a Ball that we were both attending. She looked at me and smiled. She told me later that I had an impressive little harem surrounding me, with Jett on one side, Bijou on another and Eve kneeling in front of me to whisper in my ear. Taryn hadn’t come to talk to me herself because she didn’t want to interrupt.

Bijou had been there with her boyfriend, who’d given her permission to sleep with me but seemed very unhappy about being in the same room with us together, which I understand. We had the conversation the next day about how that was all that I needed to see in order to decide it wasn’t something that we could ever go through with and she wasn’t really happy about it.

When everyone else had left that night, Jett asked me why I hadn’t taken any of the opportunities to take someone home with me. I looked for a sign that she was testing me, but she seemed to be sincerely cheering me on. She’d bring it up later that I’d had other girls throughout the night flirting with me. I wondered to myself if it meant she wanted to see me with someone other than her and if so; in what way?  She’s voyeuristic by her own admission, but also a firm believer in monogamy so I wasn’t certain if that meant that we’d decided that we wouldn’t be with each other. I think that it has.

We’ve got a road trip coming up cross-country, which is already in peril because of a change in my plans. When I mentioned I might not be making the move I planned on, Jett said “Well, lets drive to Vegas and LA and then we can just circle back here and you can just stay”.

Eve is convinced I’ll never leave to begin with.