Mar 2 1992

'J' hadn't called me all weekend and I had a bit of a feeling about what that meant. Still I was hopefull. I tried to sit next to WG all day during lectures so I could find out a bit more about her but didn't have much luck - and when I was successful it wasn't really a good time to be asking about the girl I had been pashing the week before.

That night I was getting a bit edgy about it all - wanted to find out once and for all - and so I decided to try calling WG. Fortunately she had a fairly unique surname and I knew which suburb she lived in, so it wasn't difficult figuring out the phone number. I plucked up the courage and called.

I think WG must have answered, because I can't remember the discomfort that might have been caused by talking to her parents. I talked to her for a while, and she told me about J, and some of her history with boys (and annoying her friend S), and I figured I should probably not expect a call from her. We must have talked about some other things, but I can't remember what.

I also wonder: WG used to have a phone on a long extension that she'd drag off into her room so she could talk in private. I wonder if she took me there that night, or whether she answered my questions about her friend in the living room?

rojblake rojblake
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4 Responses Mar 1, 2010

Thanks Amy, and TM. I'm looking forward to some other stories in this group some day - Lilly has a good one... feel free to contribute :-)

heh nice story*:) and nice memories for u both

That spiral cord on your phone was a mess!! What a great metaphor.<br />
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I like this story Lilly. It's one of my favourites.

lol. I put you on loud speaker Roj!<br />
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Of course I dragged you off to my bedroom! I probably twisted you around and around my fingers too.