23 and still sneaking… (I love saying that)

I love saying that because I know and you know what had just happened. (oh, Incase you don’t know, it means that I’ve just went on a joyride with another gay guy from Bristow in the middle of the night[morning])

This time we drove around in his new jeep; he IMed me saying that he just got a new CD player, and then one thing led to another and before I knew it I was waiting outside for him to pick me up. He failed to mention, because it was a surprise, that the CD player came equipped with a jeep around it. The surprise wasn’t fun at first; All I seen was an SUV like think pulling up, who I though might have been my aunt’s Durango, and here I was outside waiting for someone in the middle of the night and I knew that she would ask me questions. Well I seen it pulling into my drive way, and I instantly thought, “What the fuck is my aunt doing coming over at this time of night?” Then he rolled down his window and told me he forgot to mention that the CD player came with a jeep, at that point in time the surprise became pleasant.

I hopped in, and we headed out of gypsy, as we arrived in the city limits he told me that he was debating weather or not to go home to pick up his cell phone; he decided that he wanted it. So, we headed toward his house, which I’ve never been to, to pick up his cell phone. We headed from Bristow to Slick (ok I know I claim that I live in Bristow, and technically I do, I also claim that he lives in Bristow, and technically he does [I think] because Slick and Gypsy are really small towns [and Gypsy isn’t even a town anymore], and I know that my address is a Bristow address [I’m not sure about his]) So we arrived at his house, and he ran in and grabbed his cell. Then we headed toward Kellyville. Through Kellyville and into Sapulpa to Whataburger. We ordered the same thing, except that he had fries and I had onion rings. In addition, that chicken burned the top of my mouth.

So after eating, he took me back home, and this time I wasn’t caught. :-(

I’m glad that I bought that Green Day CD because that was part of the conversation that resulted in him picking me up (I burnt him a copy).

P.S.
The ride home seemed very short, so I’ll leave that information to you, so you can determine what sort of time I had.