Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Burning the Midnight Oil




Gawd, it was another sleepless night spent studying.

I was going after notes and notes. I’m going to get fat snacking on so many chips while reviewing.

Boredom is the biggest enemy. After reading and reading, my mind goes on “safe mode” because it can only take so much information.

Well, this time I didn’t let boredom get the better of me.

I called Rafael. I was so glad he was still up watching some late night rerun of an NFL game. He sounded excited to hear my voice. I’ve been pushing long hours in the hospitals lately –thus lesser quality time together. By QT, I meant good bonding time (no hanky panky!).

But that night, I couldn’t stop teasing Raf on the phone. It started out as a really light banter on missing and kissing. The conversation started packing some heat when I told him how I like looking at his sweaty body after his run. How I want to be touched by his strong sculpted arms. I don’t know how I got to the point of suddenly inviting him over.


The usual drive from his house to mine was cut to one-third of the travel time. He got to my house really fast.

I guess we missed each other really bad. I needed time to relax too.

We kept on kissing and kissing and kissing.

We were almost in the couch “more than kissing.”

But I stopped.

I needed to go back to studying.

Raf left a bit frustrated.



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