Yesterday I was all set for what is commonly referred to as "Afternoon Delight". After a morning of annoyance at having to change my discs and obviously my brake pads as well, I was on my way to my girlfriend's house for lunch and sex, two of my favorite activities. Upon my arrival I was met with sad news. While I did get the lunch part on, there would be no having of the sex. At least not immediately. We first had to head to the local travel agency for a last minute change to her upcoming family trip to Disneyworld. Cool. I can hold off on the sex for a while...
An hour and a half later I'm still no closer to the having of the sex. Her sister calls requesting her (my girlfriends) nephews Nintendo DS. Why my girlfriend wont just get her own nintendo DS is beyond me. She isn't getting mine, that's for sure. So once we leave the travel agency, we go meet up with her sister te get the kid his Nintendo DS. The having of the sex is now 2:15 hours overdue. My girl's sister now wants to find kites and go kite-flying with her kids and my girlfriend and I. While I have no problem with spending time with her family, this does not sit well with Diego(and why can't I name my junk Diego?).
So another hour is spent kite shopping. And not just any kites. These must be Gayla kites. As if the kite gods smile upon a particular brand over another.
Alas, Gayla kites are nowhere to be found and everyone heads to their respective homes. Now my girlfriends mother will be home any minute so I pretty much kiss the having of the sex goodbye. But wait! She sees my distress and what is this I see on the horizon? A beautiful blowjob. I find it curious that what was once my main goal at the end of a date is now my consolation prize in relationship land. Not that Im not grateful... Oh, well.
I would like to make it known that this was the high point of my day.
Two minutes after I zip up, her sister arrives unannounced... "WILL SHE EVER JUST STAY HOME?!?!" Apparently Diego is still quite opinionated.
Her sister purchased Kites for everyone and thus part two of this catharsis begins.
Not much to say about the kite flying part except that theres no way to fly a kite and NOT look like and idiot. I mean, when youre doing it right, with plenty of wind, you're still just standing there, holding a string. Granted, kite flying is a pretty day to day thing, so most people dont see this as stupid. Now when it goes wrong, it goes so very wrong.
It would seem like I make an active attempt to fuck things up. But its truly a very effortless action. I'm just a natural screwup. So in less than a minute I had a knot the size of a basketball in my line and a 6 year old kid that no one knew giving me kite flying tips.
Ten feet tall, I was feeling.
On the plus side, my girlfriend had to chase after her kite, which flew away from her. So we're two idiots now. This, the blowjob and her sister's camel-toe made the afternoon almost worthwhile.
Almost.
-Sigo siendo rico, sigo siendo suave.
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