sentimental shit

 

jeremy waited very patiently in the traffic jam on the MCBP highway and did not think of anything. he just watched the rain behind the window and the driver in the cars around, which they had to wait and just stare at each other like him. it was the friday afternoon. it seemed as if the whole states were moving at the moment from east to west and vice versa. while sacramento was about two hours of quiet, thoughtful ride anywhere, but today it seemed to be an unbeatable distance. from the lethargy was jeremy torn by the message from steph. she wrote him how much she was already looking forward to him... it did not matter to jeremy, he liked her in the same way, but he had been totally empty in his head for more than half a year after broke away with jeannie. it ripped his heart and soul and found that from that time, he was starting to move away from social contact with people, especially with women ...

but he went to see steph every weekend, no less so that he was not alone, but actually a little bit yeah... the solitude in the empty apartment totally killed him. and not slowly, but quite fast ... he became to be a fool. sometimes he found himself talking to himself and seeing things that were obviously not. for a moment, steph helped him to make sure he was not a complete fool ... he was very selfish and he knew it. although he never thought of himself and despised egoits, he sometimes behaved unconsciously quite similarly.

but back to the steph message.

she wrote yet how much she missed his eyes, laughter and touch. steph was absolutely fantastic in bed, open to everything, much enjoyed. they understood each other not only in fucking but also in many other things. they loved to go to the city park watching trees, they listen to the same music, adoring fine arts, and just like talking to the very strange people.

in the evening, they planned to embark on an exhibition of an eccentric, well-traveled sculptor with whom jeremy knew more than well ... but it's been a couple of years back when he was still looking himself .... then to their favorite restaurant for dinner and allegrini amarone della valpolicella classico 2001.

but before they do, they get really fuckin' together. they regularly meet on a tram island at the central cemetery on friday afternoon and then go to her apartment. in the car they kisses and steph puts her head on his shoulder. she is beautiful and smells wonderful. jeffrey's excitement is incredibly exhilarating, and he awakens emotions in him that he has not felt for a long time. but it´s not enough... immediately after he helped her on the stairs and closed the door behind her, they fucked in the hallway and then back in her bed once again. jeffrey likes it, but it also makes him laugh all the way around. he is a little over forty and sprays to steph of a hundred and six times. he does not care what will be...

just a moment before the column went off, his mom called him that dad had died in the hospital ...

the cars began to move slowly, but jeremy was still watching dripping down the window of the car. the radio plays fm belfast - all my power...

he was completely empty ...

today will be delayed, but steph will wait for him, as well as many times before...

 

P8270247

© dj kvakos media enterteinment