3 Dates With Jaime

'Could I use your restroom?,' I asked. Mike giggled at my choice of words.
'Stop trying to be fancy, Vic. Fancy and mexican don't go together,' he laughed. I rolled my eyes.
'Y'know, with the way you keep rolling your eyes, I'm surprised that they haven't fallen off yet'
I just shook my head and made my way up the stairs to get to the bathroom. Once I was inside, I giggled when I remembered the time I tried hiding in the bathtub.


When I was done, I washed my hands and left the room. I was in the hallway, I could hear strange noises coming from down the stairs. I hoped to dear god that they weren't having sex on the couch, in my presence! I slapped my forehead and continued to walk. When I went down the first step, I tried to make as much racket as possible so that they would notice that I was coming. When I saw them, it seemed like they had just been making out. Mike's hair was a mess and he was on Tony's lap.
'You guys clearly need some time to yourselves, so I'm gonna leave,' I said, staring at where Tony had his hands on Mike. He literally had his hands on Mike's balls which was a clear sign that I needed to leave.
'Bye,' Tony said. I left and drove back to my house. I made a nice cup of coffee and read the Sunday paper on my couch. For once, I didn't feel old for wanting to read the paper instead of having the television tell me all the news. Jaime made me feel a lot more youthful.


Just then, Jaime sent me a text.

Jaime: Y'know, love is grand. Divorce is 80 grand.
Me: Go to hell, you clown XD
Jaime: Anything that looks like a clown belongs in hell!
Me: Lol
Jaime: What happens when you fall in love with a trashman... He dumps you!
Me: Now, that is comedy gold!
Jaime: What do you call a grizzly bear with no teeth? A gummy bear!
Me: Jaime. STOP! I'm gonna shit my pants from laughing too hard
Jaime: If it wasn't for pickpockets, I'd have no sex life at all.
Me: FUCK YOU! XD
Jaime: kk, Ill stop. Shheeesh :)
Me: This is why I love you
Jaime: I love you more
Me: No I love you MORE!
Jaime: At this point we'll be fighting over who should hang up first
Me: Well, its only natural. And we can't hang up, we're texting
Jaime: Fuck logic!

I got distracted from reading the paper entirely and texted Jaime for hours and hours. My eyeballs were so dry from staring at the screen for so long. It was around 9pm and Jaime came back.
'Ah, yes! My favorite monkey in the whole world!'
'Monkey?'
'Yeah! Monkey!,' he laughed. We had to go to bed early if we wanted to be energized for work the next day. We stripped down to our boxers and got in bed. Jaime held me close and tight in his arms. I noticed that his belly was a little more visible than usual, probably because of all the food we ate.


'Mexican firefighters are always paired up - Jose and Hose B.'
'Please no more!' I laughed.
'Okay, fine,' he said, kissing my forehead.
'I bet you would make a lot more money as a comedian,' I suggested.
'Yeah, and you would make a lot more money as an underwear model,' he laughed.
'But I wouldn't want any one else to see my dick except for you'
'I know, Vic. I know,' he whispered. He grabbed my ass and that was when the accursed pain in my heart came back. I giggled and he squeezed it a little. My cheeks were red hot.
'Okay, okay, I think we should sleep now,' I said. Jaime agreed and let go off my behind. In just a few minutes, I fell asleep in the warm embrace of his arms.
'Goodnight,' Jaime said as he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

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