Do you know that feeling when everything is going soo well, even too well?
Popular phrase: "When things are going too well - careful! Something bad is about to happen! Things can never stay too good for too long."
Well, I always liked to think of myself as someone that contradicted the norm. I liked to tell myself: "Hey, so what if everything is going so great? What's the big deal if it continues this way for a loonggg, lonngg time? Who says something bad has to happen just because every thing is going so good!!!" But this time despite my repeating the above phrase over and over to myself many times, the popular phrase proved itself to be right...and I? I was wrong.
Every Tuesday and Thursday were awaited days in my week. They were the two days that I'd appear at Daniel's hotel flat, give him the funnest conversation class ever, have dinner and just enjoy one of the best friendships that has ever walked into my life. It had only been a few short months, but in those few short months it seemed like we knew each other forever. But yes...it only seemed. There was still a lot that I needed to find out about him which I still didn't know. And I found out some of it the day before the "Big Day".
We were sitting across each other at the kitchen table. As usual my legs were on his lap and his hands were massaging my feet. Whenever I'd say something silly or something which would bother him he'd pinch, tickle or slap my foot.
That class for some reason our conversation rolled around the queer topic of beauty. Last class Me, Daniel, a friend of his and two friends of mine all went out for dinner at a quaint little restaurant. Today we talked about the happenings of our little "friends gathering".
-So, what did you think about Ximena?
-Ximena? She's amazing, real fun to hang around. Cracked up around her. Does she always talk so much though?
-More! hahahha...
-More???
-Yeah, that was the first time she met you. She has her shy moods but usually she talks enough for everyone at the table. I end up as shy when around her.
-No you don't. You just end up staying more to yourself. Being quieter, though you're not a bit shy.
-Maybe. Good observation there student! *sarcastic smile*
-I'm serious teacher!
-Okay fine...
-Do you know something I noticed though about Ximena? She really looks up to you, admires you if you know what I mean. And that is because she is 9 years older than you.
-Why do you say that?
-Because, half her conversation was about you. It all centered on you. How you improved her English to where she is now pratically fluent. How you helped her get over her driving fears. How you conquered her whole family to the point of her father hiring you to give classes to all the top engineers of his company. How you are the funnest person to go clubbing with. Its all about you! You, you you - seriously, admit it! It was very obvious. But that isn't something bad. It's something good. I just hope I don't become as dependant on you as she is.
-Hahahhaa... I mean, I know I am pratically her best friend here in Fortaleza just like she is mine too but I never saw it as her "looking up to me" kind of way, you know? And hey, maybe she would only talk about me because I am the only "common factor" that both of you have.
-No. English is our common factor. She lived in SP. I still live there. We didn't even touch on that subject. Take it by me, I know what I am talking about.
-Okay then. Though I also have a lot of credit to give her. If it wasn't for her you can be sure I wouln't be so well off in my job and succeeding so well. She was the first person that actually opened up her own little inner circle and invited me in. She means a ton to me too. So, was that the main thing that caught your attention about her?
-Umm...that and her beauty.
-Ooohhh...student! Carfeul there...
-Are you jealous now teacher?
-Who me? Hah, I am not like you student. If I don't get jealous of even my boyfriends when I am dating how can I be jealous of you, eh? I told you...you should concentrate your jealousy only on your girlfriend.
-Hahhahahaha...I can't. Though yes, most of my jealousy does go towards my girlfriend. Does Ximena have a boyfriend?
-Nope. She sure wants one but she doesn't want any guy as a boyfriend. And these days...what can I say? A third of the men are gay, the other third are married or have girlfriends, and the last third are all the guys that no one wanted...do you think I will want them too?
-OMG teacher! No one ever put it that way for me. I know you don't have a boyfriend because you don't want one as you say it's gonna get in the way of your "becoming a millionare" plan. But Ximena, she is blonde and has green eyes and the whole deal. Not the kind of beauty you see around everyday here - especially in Ceara.
-I know. She draws quite a few stares when I go out with her. So, that means you like blondes? Your girlfriend is blond isnt she?
-Did I ever show you pictures of her?
-Just the one that is on your cell phone which I saw for myself. I noticed she is blond. Is she really blond or she dyes her hair?
-She dyes her hair but I like it that way.
-Yeah, it stays good on her because she has light skin. I think her smile is super cute too.
-I don't believe I never showed you pictures of her. Teacher, come over. Let me show you pictures of her on my laptop.
We made our way to his desk next to his bed where his laptop was and there he opened up a few folders with pictures. The first picture he showed me was of a skinny blonde wearing a purple and white stripped bikini. I noticed she had a perfect tummy, large round breasts and skinny legs. The expression on her face was a shy, coy smile.
-These are pictures that we took when she came over to visit me here a few months ago.
-She is beautiful student. You are very lucky. Really, you are.
-I know.
-She has huge boobs, no?
-Hahahhaa... yes, they are very nice.
-Hahhaha...what do you prefer student, boobs or ass? You told me once that you rather boobs...
-Yes, for me boobs are more important but my favorite part of a girl's body is her stomach.
-Your girlfriend has a really nice one. You can't complain - your girlfriend is a combination of what you most like. Not every man can get that.
-Well, almost. I like my girlfriend with her blonde hair because it matches her but I personally rather brunettes.
-Ah well, not everything can be perfectly to our liking.
-Yeah...she also doesnt have an ass. Just breasts. Check this picture out.
He showed me a picture of Marisa with her back towards him, facing the beach, arms up, hair blowing in the wind. Typical "beach pose" picture.
-Yep, definately no ass. But since you prefer boobs I guess that is not so bad then, no?
-Not really. If I had to choose between boobs and butt I would choose the first but I of course would love it to date a girl that has both. Like, you have ass teacher...and boobs too.
-Hahahaha...sorry to disapoint you student but in my case boobs are non-existant. Its just called a padding bra...ever heard of it?
-Awww teacher...you didn't have to disapoint me so bad as you just did now.
-Just showing what you like most about me: my blunt honestly!
-I didn't like it one bit this time. *fake smile*
Daniel continued passing the pictures one by one and giving short captions and explanations for each one of them while I showered him with a flood of questions. After a good fifteen minutes we walked back to the table and retook our old positions.
-Can I ask you a question?
-Sure teacher.
-How did you meet your girlfriend? I am curious to know.
-Its a long story.
-We have an hour to go still in your class and I dont mind hearing at all.
-Okay then. Actually, Marisa (his girlfriend's name) was my sisters friend from college. My sister studies architecture and Marisa would study with her. Then one day my sister and her friends from college were at my house doing some kind of group study. I had been at a club all night and only woke up at three pm in the afternoon and walked out of the room all hazy from having just woken up. They were studying in the dinning room which is right next to the living room to where I went and stayed watching TV. Then my sister called me over asking for my help as they were building a scale model. So I went over and that is when I first met her. At that time she was dating and so I didn't think much about it but I got her online contact to keep in touch to continue helping her out in building the scale model. And that is how we got to know each other better. We would talk for hours and hours every night. One night I remember clearly we talked the whole night through and I even copied our online convesation and saved it - I have it until today. It was soo very long that in total it was 25 pages.
-OMG!!! You must have talked about everything then, no?
-Everything and a little bit more. She told me that she was dating her boyfriend for a while but that he wouldn't spend enough time with her because he would work too much. They were pretty distant from each other and would barely talk anymore, etc. etc. and then one day I went over to her house and we spent the whole day together.
-Did you do anything with her?
-No. I tried of course. But she didnt let me because of the fact that she was dating. But then two weeks later after our long talk she went over to her boyfriend and broke up with him. And we started dating the next day and now it's going to be almost a year in which we are together.
-Wow! That is so nice. You really love her then, no?
-Yeah, I do. And I think one of the things that makes me love her is because I know she loves me a lot - even more than I love her.
-That's nice student. She sounds like a great girl. She must be very strong to have to stand being away from you for such a long time. I mean, at least you get to see her a weekend every two weeks, but still, it musn't be easy.
-Yeah. But that's why I feel so weird...
-Humm? Why do you feel so weird?
-Because, as I said...I never felt attracted to any other girl since I have been with her and now I meet you. And its all these weird feelings too.
I all of a sudden became serious.
-Did I say anything wrong teacher?
-No, no...I was just thinking...Umm, I don't know student. I know our friendship is unique. We feel very at ease with one another and that is something cool. But love and friendship are two different things...I think. But as others say, they are one and the same. I don't know- when I try to make sense out of my feelings they just become even more confusing.
-Hah! Its the same with me too.
That was our last night...or more like, our last GOOD night...before things crumbled down.
Write about that in my next post. Bye.
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