Difficult Evening
Saturday August 6, 2005
Faol came home last night and said, “I am trashed”. So we watched SF Friday on the Science Fiction cable channel for a bit then I went to bed since I watched the episodes earlier in the evening then they all run again. And he stayed up to watch them.
We had some food shopping to do, items we had not managed to pick up all week, and a bit of running around. We didn’t get up and get going until quite late so by the time we got home there wasn’t a lot of time to get things done. I was going to call Tom since I had not yet had the opportunity and Faol told me to go ahead and do it then when I gave him a last kiss before going downstairs he grabbed me and we had sex. I took a shower and Faol glued the wig to his horned helm so that he could intermingle his hair with it without getting it caught on the rivets holding the helm together. After my shower it was already time to get moving to be ready for the party but Faol insisted that I take time to call Tom since he had absorbed my time earlier. So I did.
Eventually we were ready for the party, he in his “Father Nature” costume, which he had worn in the movie (it was an investors party for this movie), and I in corset and skirt. We found the place pretty easily. It was being held in a large house with a view down in to a valley. We mingled and spent some time talking with a woman that Faol had met at Alex' regular Sunday night salons. Faol wandered on. I stayed as we were talking about our children and being poly. After a while I wandered and flirted with a couple of pretty women though I am not sure they knew it was flirtation:)
There were drummers, and periodically several belly dancers and a sword balancing dancer provided entertainment. Later Faol told me that a lot of the women there were what he would call professional relationship women, not hookers but women who hook up with someone for the perks nonetheless. I apparently don’t have an eye for that. Of course, it could have been his excuse for why none of the men struck up a conversation with me. My own explanation is that this is L.A. and I am not young enough, pretty enough, thin enough, or rich enough for that kind of party. But I did enjoy the women:)
At one point though, it all became too much for me and I kind-of hit a wall
and needed to get out of there. I hunted down Faol with a woman that he had
met and was on the hunt for/with. I didn’t want to pull him away from
his hunt so just leaned over the back of the sofa, kissed him, and whispered
that I was tired and going to sleep in the car, that he could stay as long
as he wanted. Later in the car when I couldn’t sleep much I was kicking
myself, so to speak, for saying as long as he wanted, instead of a bit later.
I tried to meditate, I tried to sleep, I tried not to be upset with him for
something I set up myself but after three hours I went looking for him. I
found him still with the new woman and told him I needed to go. They asked
me if I had a nice nap – I said not really that I couldn’t sleep
with all the noise of the coming and goings from the party. He said his goodbyes
while I went to the bathroom. A man walked in on me while I was on the toilet
but backed out very quickly. I wasn’t embarrassed just really annoyed.
And I was tired and upset with Faol and crying.
Copyright © 2005 Kyril Oakwind