Chapter 32 Hawaii Bound Brunette or ( Dogs really are great bait chick magnets)

I ran into this cute young thing at a festival on Riverside Drive.  I brought my Doberman down to the festival for company and he was a great ice breaker.   She saw the two of us walking and came running over with a friend to pet the dog.  Gotta love dogs...anyway she ended up inviting me to a party that evening.  I took the dog home to B'ville and came back.  I ended up spending the night with her and but not before I got to meet her boyfriend. 

 

WTF?

 

Yeah. 

 

They were in the restaurant business, the part that serves the tables, and were planning to move to Hawaii together.    I guess there was a waiter and waitress shortage in Hawaii at the time.  Yeah, right?  

 

I hope she didn't end up turning tricks somewhere.   She was cute as a button, dark hair cut into a page boy, and yes, a major rack on a 5'7" frame.  Simply gorgeous, liberated and about 18 or 19.  She lived on the south end of Riverside just north of where it used to take a hard turn east at 81st or so.

 

Now how I figured in I do not know.  The party was really just some friends, booze and the three of us.  She let me stay after the party, we made love, and then cooked me breakfast in the morning before sending me on my way.  Now I don't know if her boyfriend was gay, or saving till they got married.  All I know is she wasn't. 

 

Which reminds me…have you heard the joke about the father catching his son jerking off and telling he had to save it till he got married?  A year of so later he comes to the father with two mason jars filled with jizz and asks his dad if he thought he had enough to get married.  Ta dum!

I am waiting for the laughter to subside.  

 

I don't know if it was just him, or both of them, but there seemed to be a lot of naiveté going around.  Or it could have been me. 

 

I kind of thought she was cheating on him, but she introduced me to him, and he went on his way, and I ended up with her for the night.    Who knows, maybe he got off on the idea of his girl making it with an older man.  I was about 27 at the time and she had to have been 8 or 9 years younger than me.  It could be I was the naive one.  He could have been in the next room listening for all I know.  Years later, I now know those kinds of things are not so strange as they once might have appeared.  I married one.  My future Ex #3 like to bring women home for me or pick them out, let me take them home, only to show up later so she could watch.  Go figure.  As far as I know, they made the trip to Hawaii and lived happily ever after.  I certainly hope they did.  On a trip to Hawaii, I wondered if I might run into her.  I know it was far fetched, but weirder things have happened.  I was on Kauai and she struck me as a Kauai kind of person.

 

No I didn't see her, but wish I had.