Saturday, April 7, 2012

Dinner Party - The Prequel (Part One)



The "Prequel" to this story, however many parts it may be, will be written by a guest artiste, Javier. LOL


Here goes...

Brandon--

James is hosting a dinner party tonight, and I must admit that I am anxious to attend. It's been a few weeks since we've gotten together, and there's always a story to tell afterwards. At the conclusion of our last party, I noticed that James was staring at Denise, DeeDee, with those "Girl, I'll drink your bath water" eyes. So, I sent him a text:

Me: "Dude, you need to tell her how you feel, or I will."
James: "Look, that girl is like a sister to me. She's like one of my best friends."
Me: "James, you know I fuck friends, right?"
James: "LMAO! Yes, I do remember you telling me that. Speaking of which, what's going on with you and Ashley?"
Me: "........I'm working on it....."

See, James knew that I liked Ashley, and that he and I were in similar situations. I'd known her for almost 7 years, and have never even given her a real hug. Yes, I am physically attracted to her, but I'm in love with her mind the most. Meh, maybe I can make a move tonight....

James --

The noise level is off the Richter Scale. I don't even understand how we can hear each other at this point. Everyone has smiles on their faces, laughter pouring from their souls. And, of course, everyone has quite the buzz going at this point. I feel like I'm floating about 3 feet above whatever cloud you're suppose to be floating on when your happy. I'm elated. I feel like I'm high but I ain't smoked shit, I swear!

Brandon--

I shouldn't have had that forth glass of wine. I can see James giggling and shit, and I know I'm greasy as fuck. I glance over at Ashley, who wore those heels that I like tonight, and wink at her. She smiles, and shakes her head at me. I look at my watch, and as 10pm approaches, I decide to man up, and send Ashley a DM.

<Brand-New>: "Look, I'm drunk. You're sexy. I want you. Tonight. My place. Your vagina. My face. Okay?"
Grab_my_Ash: "B, are you serious? I don't know what to say? You're like my brother."
<Brand_New>: "Just say 'yes', Ash. We're not getting any younger, and seeing you in those heel has my pressure up."
Grab_my_Ash: "B, I just....Fuck it. I'm ready. I want you, too. How can we get out of here?"
<Brand-New>: "I have an idea!"

James--

"Man, I don't mean to be the only adult in the room but 10pm is bed time in my book." Brandon's words jolt me back to reality. I've never been one to aspire to have a regular 9 to 5 job, so my day is just beginning. Ashley's voice joins the medley. "B's right y'all. I'm acting like I don't have to wake up in the morning. Or don't care that I have to wake up in the morning. I'm old now. I can't live like I did in college." The room exploded with laughter, again.

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