I Can't Even Think of a Title, Just Enjoy (Doug)

As the summer draws to a close, and friends begin to return to their respective college campuses throughout the country, there begins a mad dash to accomplish everything before one leaves. I peace in a few days, and have found that as my departure draws nearer kids pop into my life seemingly out of no where asking to get a bite to eat or go to a movie. I'm always down for this, especially when its a girl that decides they want to reemerge. I have been receiving texts from girls lately wanting to get together because "they are gonna miss me so much" and while I generally toy with the idea for a while, I realize that they have had the last three months to do something if they missed me so much. They lost their chance. Besides, I literally have two dollars in my wallet and I'm making it my sole mission not to need anymore over the summer. I think a piece of pizza might be a good investment of the two bucks, and I certainly can't take a girl out to watch me eat a slice.

While, I usually make some excuse as to why I can't go out, when my girl from the previous post "Sometimes it is Just Too East" informed me that her house was empty and we had about two hours for one last afternoon of fun, I dropped everything and bolted to her house. Once I got there, we went into her basement and we devised a plan in case anyone came home while we were together. Her basement has a sliding glass door that opened up onto a patio out back, and I was to run out the door into her backyard, and down the road where we had carefully parked my car. My car was on a completely different street. Once that was settled, we got down to business. At first, it was just kissing and cuddling. The first 15 minutes passed with nothing serious happening. Finally, I began to escalate things, kissing more passionately, moving in to take it farther. All of a sudden, I heard a slam of a door from somewhere in the house. Scared shitless, I threw the girl to the side and made a mad dash for the door forgetting my shoes by the couch. As I reached the door, I felt another presence in the room and I turned, bracing myself to say hello to her father and attempt to shake his hand. (Or do something that would keep him from killing me.) It was not her father in the room, but her older brother who is a couple years my elder. He is a big, burly kid and while I would never admit it, I had always been scared of him while his sister and I were dating. I wanted to say something, but froze in the moment, and instead just stared at him, my mouth wide open. He took one look at me (he never liked me) and said "you might as well get the f*** out now since you are already halfway gone." I sure as hell wasn't gonna argue with that, and was about to leave when I realized that he was standing right next to my shoes. I would have to go within about 4 inches of him to get near them. Well I wasn't about to get that close, so I just stood by the door mutely surveying the scene. He turned to his sister and promptly asked "what were you doing" and she responded with the typical "nothing" which almost always means it was something. He muttered a few words about her being a whore and it was then I mustered the courage to grab my shoes from by his feet. I tiptoed over and slipped them on as quiet as a mouse while he continued to reprimand his sister. I turned, slipped out the back door, and sprinted to my car.

As I drove home I realized how hilarious the whole scene really was. This kid probably should have beaten the shit out of me. Instead, he decided to yell at his sister. I went through the entire scene completely unscathed. He let me walk right out of the house without even so much as a serious threat. I guess there really wasn't much he could do. I mean I had completely screwed his sister over when we dated and here I was again messing around with her. He must wonder how I do it. Honestly, (and I seriously don't mean this in a cocky way cause I have had my share of trouble with girls as the blog shows) he probably wants to have my game. Secretly, he wants to do girls, what I do to his sister...