We began to kiss one another, feverishly, desperately, like guilty lovers who have not kissed before.
-Daphne du Maurier
"Rebecca"
Twenty-five years ago today
May 17, 1985
Friday
Work flew by fast today. I was really keeping myself busy.
By high noon Dale and I went to the corner of Market Street and Montgomery for lunch. We took random pictures of whatever we thought looked good. To our surprise a parade took place with many military men trooping up Market Street. It allowed for some interesting snapshots.
After work I came home and received some “shitty” news about my IRS refund. It seems the IRS has no record of ever receiving my 1040 Form, so I have to resend it! That pisses me off. I was expecting my $835.00 refund any day now. What a letdown!
The phone rang and it was Rachelle.
“I’ll be over there between eight-thirty and nine o’clock,” she said.
“Okay, I might go to the gym.”
While I was at the gym during my hour and a half round of working out Rachelle arrived. We decided to leave together and grabbed a brief bite at SIZZLER. She’d eaten already, so I ate and then we drove over to my house. It was funny how Rachelle recognized Alameda from when she lived there briefly as a little girl.
It was suddenly 10PM and we ended up going upstairs to make love. She was supposed to be spending the night at Lisa’s house (her friend). We did it at least twice during the night and once in the morning. She had an oral sex tactic of awakening me during the night that I thought was very erotic. It felt good. She’s extra special. I love the sex we share together. I love Ms. Rachelle Davies. She has a bit of growing up to do but I love it. I want to be there to help her grow. We finally slept after a brief awakening at two o’clock in the morning to fulfill a hot chocolate craving.
"You got to roll with it."
-Richard Price
"Lush Life"
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