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A New York Escorts Confessions
Misty Morning High
I was walking through the park one day,
On a November morn that felt like May.
I was taken by surprise
By a pair of sparkly eyes
On a November morn that felt like May.
Oh drat. Now I’m going to be humming that silly ditty all day long…
The eyes—those blue eyes with sparkly blue eye shadow, reminded me of this girl I went to high school with—Misty. I think at one time she had been Melissa, then Missy. But somewhere along the line that ‘T’ came to pass. It made her cool, unique.
She was also quite a little slut.
She was always a tad undone. Her shirt would have one too many snaps unsnapped. Her jeans were ripped in the crotch and patched haphazardly. She wore a slip over her pants just because.
Who knew that was going to be in style all these years later?
Anyway, I had noticed her, been intimidated by her. There was a rumor going around school that she had been caught in the boys locker room with two guys from the soccer team who were only wearing towels at the time.
That proved to be a boldfaced lie. And covered up the fact that she was actually fucking the band teacher.
I didn’t know any of this for a fact when we first came into contact with each other. I heard her tell someone she was going to the prom with this guy Dave. I happened to be going with his brother Tom. When I finally got up the nerve to tell her, Misty wanted to know if I wanted to come to her house to get ready.
Of course I said yes.
When I got there, she showed me the little liquor bottles she had stolen from her last plane ride. She took me to her room. Her lamps had fabric draped over them. She got out a pack of cigarettes and casually offered me one.
We got dressed later. I was trying to zip up the back of my gown. She came over and did it for me. We were both giggly sick off tiny bottles of vodka.
And that’s when it happened. Just as she zipped me up, her hand brushed against the side of my breast. Time stopped. I felt her touch but I didn’t quite know what it was. We were standing in front of a mirror. I saw that she was surprised too, like it truly had been an accident.
I wondered what it would be like if she moved her band over my breast. I wondered if I could pull up both of our dresses at the same time so that I could feel her underwear against mine. I wondered what would happen if we switched dates midway though, if I would be the one in the locker room with the two brothers with their towels on, if she would kiss me and then kiss Tom and then we’d go onto her parents bed and—
And the doorbell rang. And our dates came. And nothing happened. (Except Tom turned out to be a piss poor kisser—so bad that the towel fantasy up and died in a hurry.)
I thought about her in the park when I saw the girl that looked like her. All those fantasies—did I think them at the time or was that me looking back at that moment? Was I thinking those things but didn’t yet have it in me to form them into coherent thoughts?
I don’t know. Misty ended up moving away over the summer after the prom. I never heard from her after that. But it’s fun to wonder from time to time when I play that game, “What If”.
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So why am I writing this blog? I have an inner exhibitionist that just needs to be let out. I've always wanted to bare myself completely in front of strangers but have always been held back by fear.
As strange as it may sound, I've never really truly bared myself in front of any of my clients. For all that they've seen, they've never seen me be me. And for all that I've seen, I simply need to share it with you!
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Hey A, I see you've got a lot going on still I'll have to catch up....take care
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