-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo"
Twenty-five years ago today:
June 15, 1985
Saturday
Happy 28th Anniversary mom and dad!
Rachelle was not answering her telephone this morning, so I went to mom’s for a bit. Afterwards, I washed my car and then went to the gym to work out until it was almost 11:30AM. I telephoned Rachelle at that time and she answered this time.
“I’ll be right over,” I said.
“Okay.”
I picked-up Rachelle and we went to my house. We started to fool around but didn’t. I guess Rodney really is on restriction from Candy (so Rachelle says).
We went to the pool and my brother, John, Sherri and Heidi were there. Rachelle had her COSMOPOLITAN Magazine. I had my “M” Magazine. We lounged and did our lay out bit under the sun. Rachelle and I played up to the fact that she graduated last Thursday. Little do they know that she graduates next year! My cousin, Shonette West, will be a freshman at her high-school when Rachelle is a senior.
After the pool gathering we went to my house to fool around. I had a suave experience with her. It was “ultimo”. I kind of liked it without in one way—and then again—it was okay. I don’t know. I think Rachelle loves making love to me no matter what. I know I do to her.
Then we went to the Alameda South Shore Beach and stayed lying there on the sand for about an hour and a half. We went back to my house. I telephoned my mom to see what she was doing tonight. The game plan was to get Rachelle to watch her Rick Springfield ‘Hard to Hold’ VHS-videotape on mom’s VCR.
Mom said, “Yes, it’s okay for you to come watch it over here.”
So, I drove to Castro Valley to get the tape at her house and then we returned to my mom’s. We ordered a Canadian Bacon Pizza for delivery. Mom was in her room watching another show, so we had our privacy. Dad was working. Then it began to bug me to watch Rachelle get all queasy every time they showed Rick Springfield on the tube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfqcnvlWKoQ
She loves me more than Rick Springfield though (I think). I hope…or maybe to her I’m just the ‘next best thing’. Wouldn’t it be interesting if she dropped me for Rick Springfield and then he faded into a nothingness rock star as time went by (and then I became an infamous star of some sort later)? She would dream on about having me back. I’m sure.
After the ‘Hard to Hold’ show we went back to my pad and got in a heated argument. I was truly hurt.
Rachelle said, “You think only of yourself during our lovemaking.”
“What? You know that’s not true.”
“Yes, you don’t care enough about my climaxing.”
“Well, you sure always seem to be having a good time from what I can tell.”
She shrugged.
Seriously. I thought she felt me inside of her. What is she talking about? She claimed she doesn’t really feel me inside. I was hurt.
To top it off she actually said, “One time Joe Smith made my legs shake because I almost came.”
It may not have been those exact words but it was something along those lines.
Then she suddenly backlogged with an old fight saying, “And how and why do you keep writing to Paloma?”
I explained in the only way I thought I could.
“I write to her because Paloma’s my friend. I wanted to find out if she was bisexual and if she ever suspected about me being attracted to guys. I wanted to see how she would react. You KNOW the story, Rachelle!” I shouted.
“Well, I’m upset,” Rachelle shouted back.
I knew it was all because of what she had read in my journal. I really liked Paloma and I can’t just banish my feelings for her totally. I wanted the fight to end.
So I said, “I won’t be writing to Paloma anymore, okay?”
I don’t know whether or not I really won’t.
Eventually, Rachelle and I made up. She admitted to being out-of-line in reference to my lovemaking and my hot ---. We went upstairs and we got into some heavy stuff.
In the middle of it all, Rachelle making comments about wanting me to cum—but I don’t know if ‘it was psychological or what---but her stating that couldn’t get me to cum…so we got tired out. Or at least Michael got tired out…so we called it a night.
Rachelle drove home in my car. We were suddenly all lovey-dovey again. I loved hearing that “Three Times a Lady” song when it came on the radio…at seventeen or thirty-two…I love her.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5ruDqdZn_s
Our fleeting happiness here below is the forerunning proof of another and a perfect happiness, just as the earth, a fragment of the world, arrests the universe.
-Honroe de Balzac
"Seraphita"
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