After dinner, the Old Man drives me home. By this time it’s about 10:30pm. I know although I don’t want to, I should be nice and invite him in:
Me: Do you want to come in for a MINUTE
Old Man: Of Course
We get in, and I regulate his movements in my place by closing doors... NO visits to the champagne room. We sit on the couch and talk. I’m fingering my “new” necklace, and he asks to see it. I was cognizant of the fact that he was probably a little jealous or may have felt a little “outdone”, but I couldn’t hide my JOY, as the necklace is SO me. After about 20 minutes of conversation, the Old Man starts yawning, he’s closing his eyes...
Old Man: Baby, I’m tired and I’m sure you are too, we should go to bed
Me: Yeah, it’s getting late, what time is it?
Old Man: 11 something
Me: I don’t want you falling asleep on your way home, I’ll get your jacket
Old Man: It’s so cold and rainy out. I won’t fall asleep, but with the weather....it may get icy, and it’s so warm in here
(I’m not stupid...)
Me: Awe baby, you’ll have to be careful, well let me get up and get your stuff now.
After He Left
I call Tony. He sent me a text message earlier in the day saying he was thinking of me. I think he forgot it was my birthday, we talk for a minute, then I receive a call. I get it thinking it’s the Old Man telling me he made it home safely. Nope it’s Mr. Henry. He called me 3 times throughout the day. We talk for a minute, then the Old Man calls... I ended my birthday night, WITHOUT birthday booty...but the necklace was THE icing on the cake!