Wednesday, November 15, 2017

The ballad of Suzy Wong – part one

Suzy sits across from me in a  health care seminar. She’s a bright young Asian student  always dressed in business suits. I get up the nerve to talk to her after class one evening …even offer to escort her to her car. On the way I tell her I need to stop by my office to pick up some ‘stuff’, but I’m actually trying to impress her (hey, surfer-dude’s got a job!). We pass by the 49er Tavern and she tells me she’s never been inside  …so I offer to buy her a glass of wine and  score  a date for the weekend.

Since Suzy is so proper-looking (unlike the hippies I’m used to dating) I take some pre-date preparations, which means getting myself off … twice in this case …in order to get that over with. What did I know. On the dance floor she starts grinding me and I’m getting noticeable hard through my light wool pants. On the couch she straddles my lap and starts dry-humping me …then tells me that we should go someplace else before they kick us out. I’m stunned. Never in a million years.

We end up in the master bedroom of a large stately home and have sex until dawn, Then …to her delight, again in the morning. Sometime during the evening I learned she’s an ‘orphan’ who’s in charge of her parent’s estate. She gets up to go to work but tells me I can stay … sleep some more. I get up a little later and I’m downstairs pouring myself a cup of coffee when a 15-year-old boy enters the kitchen and starts pouring himself a bowl of cereal. We make awkward conversation and I learn that Suzy is also in charge of her 15-year-old brother Michael.

My roommate anxiously awaits my arrival. He’s shaking his head in disbelief. He went to high school in the area and tells me that Suzy was, like, on the homecoming court or something. He can’t get over how I could get a date where better men had failed (including himself) … and then make it last until morning. He assures me it won’t happen again.

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