Its taken a while...
Oct. 18th, 2004 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
growler_southWhile in Sydney I finally caught up with Tony. Tony is Dean, my ex's, best friend, and a complete spunk, but being family we never played together. Which makes about 7 years of foreplay.
He came round to the hotel room on Sunday, just after Rick had gone out, intending to take me to lunch, but we barely made it to the bedroom. I opened the door, Tony said "Hi," and I pounced. To my delight his new job as a landscaper has made him even spunkier than I remember, and he's got a couple of new tattoos. Major woofage. We wrecked one of the bedrooms, used all the towels, and probably scared a fair few people in the apartments opposite the hotel. What a great way to spend an afternoon.
Lunch was well overdue by the time we'd finished, and Rick was wondering if it was safe to come back to the hotel (answer: No, because Tony thinks Rick's incredibly sexy too and would do rude things to him, and to Morris, if given the chance. The chance will be arranged, I think ;-)) We grabbed a bite to eat and met Rick and his date as they were making their way back to the hotel, then Tony and I went out drinking.
Tony and I were evil, EVIL I say. We did a mini pub-crawl from the Oxford to Manacle to Midninght shift, where we tormented this poor horny wee cub, telling him all the details of our sordid afternoon and how we were about to go back to the hotel room. Without him. We even went as far as to leave- and then phoned him from the street outside to say "cmon then"
One happy, skippy, horny dirty cub later... and Growler gets home at 2am again.
Getting up at 5am this morning was NOT fun...
He came round to the hotel room on Sunday, just after Rick had gone out, intending to take me to lunch, but we barely made it to the bedroom. I opened the door, Tony said "Hi," and I pounced. To my delight his new job as a landscaper has made him even spunkier than I remember, and he's got a couple of new tattoos. Major woofage. We wrecked one of the bedrooms, used all the towels, and probably scared a fair few people in the apartments opposite the hotel. What a great way to spend an afternoon.
Lunch was well overdue by the time we'd finished, and Rick was wondering if it was safe to come back to the hotel (answer: No, because Tony thinks Rick's incredibly sexy too and would do rude things to him, and to Morris, if given the chance. The chance will be arranged, I think ;-)) We grabbed a bite to eat and met Rick and his date as they were making their way back to the hotel, then Tony and I went out drinking.
Tony and I were evil, EVIL I say. We did a mini pub-crawl from the Oxford to Manacle to Midninght shift, where we tormented this poor horny wee cub, telling him all the details of our sordid afternoon and how we were about to go back to the hotel room. Without him. We even went as far as to leave- and then phoned him from the street outside to say "cmon then"
One happy, skippy, horny dirty cub later... and Growler gets home at 2am again.
Getting up at 5am this morning was NOT fun...
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Date: 2004-10-18 10:54 am (UTC)But really -- tormenting cubs? That's just wrong....
Of course, the way that bit of your story ends just goes to show how far out of touch I am in some ways. I'd never take a cell phone into a bar. The one I have is switched off in my backpack the vast majority of the time, waiting for the rare occasion I need to make a call. ;)
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Date: 2004-10-18 02:50 pm (UTC)It also helps to have an itty-bitty phone. Makes my hands look bigger ;-)
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Date: 2004-10-18 10:15 pm (UTC)The thing about a little phone is just a non-sequitur to me, I'm afraid.
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Date: 2004-10-18 02:22 am (UTC)..or was that swollen...?
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Date: 2004-10-18 08:42 am (UTC)heh...the mind reels with piggish thoughts...
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Date: 2004-10-18 02:52 pm (UTC)Whoops, whats going on in my pants right now is NOT worksafe...
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Date: 2004-10-18 03:39 pm (UTC)well, if you decide to document the blo-by-blow, put me on the email list - consider it fueling the fire...
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