Then we have to go home. Actually, it is pretty dead right now. Every morning, we are treated to a beautiful sunrise, and, every evening, an equally beautiful sunset. It is romantic. Even Aisha, generally immune from any hint of romanticism, is not unaffected.
Last night, we went to a sports bar, and convinced a waitress to tune one single little TV to the Dallas Columbus game. Real statement win by Dallas. Then Carl Edwards won the Southern 500. While he is not one of my guys, I cannot be to upset, as he races for Coach Gibbs.
One telling thing Aisha said last night. "I miss Wendy." I do, as well. I was initially opposed to inviting Wendy into our relationship and bed, I had not known how used to it I was. Even though we were both involved just to get some Aisha. We will see Wendy soon enough. See her in bed? I am not certain. While both Wendy and Claire has assured us that Wendy will remain part of our lives, I am starting to have doubts. Maybe she is really into Claire. Maybe her lesbian tendencies have reasserted themselves, and her bisexual tendencies have retreated. Maybe she realizes that Aisha is mine, and while I will share, Wendy will never get her.
Any number of reasons. Wendy will do as she pleases. As she should.
After this, it will be over a month until my next vacation. ONE MONTH! You people just have no idea the kind of sacrifices it takes to be a political hack.