You will have to be patient with me on going back to these dates, especially since they seem a blur. I believe it’s because I’ve pushed them to the side to forget about him, but today I’ll do my best to go back.
September 17th
Arrived early to meet him because I begged the EasyJet bus driver if I could ride an hour earlier than my ticket time. I dressed up very sexy for him: Black dress, with black tights and heels. I felt a bit silly wearing them, but I wanted him to get excited. I went into the put looking around for him and all I was seeing were English blokes staring at me. I text him to see if I would get his attention and then I heard my name. I turned to see James sitting near the entrance near the wooden barriers. James smiled with delight, came up to me and gave me a big hug and started to kiss me very passionately in the pub. James had missed me. We hung out there for a bit while he finishes his pint and we cuddled and kissed in the back of the pub.
Holding hands and helping me with my bag, we went to James’s home in Blackheath together. I said hello to the housemate that was there and then we went up the stairs where we snogged and cuddled. I really had missed James. I had told him about my plans for the next two days and he was content, but tired. We made love that evening as well quietly and after our session, kissed good night. ‘Good night babe’, James would tell me every evening right before he would give me his back and curl up.
In that late night, I started to cough and it wasn’t very pleasant. There was a moment that I sat upright quickly and James woke up as well sitting upright and said, ‘Babe, it’s ok. You alright?’ He thought I was having a nightmare, but it was very sweet of him to be caring. James had a nightmare on my visit in July. I did the same thing for him: woke up and told him if he was ok and not to worry. We care about each other. James is a caring man.
September 18th
I went shopping for goodies (sweets baby!) that day because I wanted to see The Goonies which the film was playing live near the Mayor’s Office next to the Thames for that evening for free. We met in London Bridge station, kissed and went hand in hand to the area, however it was packed. After hanging outside the mayor’s office for ten minutes, kissing and holding hands and talking about his housemates, James and I decided to go back to where he lives and get ourselves a dinner and a pint. We went back to his house, went to this pub near his place and I had two pints of Magners and he had his Ale. I had ordered a great healthy salad and James had a cottage pie. I don’t remember what we talked about, but by the end of the evening we went back to his place through a different shortcut. ‘Where are you taking me, James?’ He pulled my hand towards him to continue walking, ‘Oh I don’t know. You just have to wait and see’. I kept playing stupid, ‘Oh James, honestly, where are we going? Isn’t your house that way?’ James smiled, ‘You just have to see where I’m taking you’. Then out of nowhere, ‘Ara, look a fox!!’ James knows I like foxes. ‘OOHHH A Fox! Yes! We finally see one!’
We get to the house quietly upstairs, take off our clothes and get into bed. Again making love (a bit more longer on this one since James was drinking). We brushed our teeth together and this was the first time James urinated in front of me. I took it as a sign: he’s getting very comfortable with us. I was glad James was, thought I wasn’t ready to urinate in front of him.
September 19th
We had the house to ourselves! Wooo! I had decided to cook him Mexican and bought all of the ingredients for us, even desert. He asked me in the morning if I needed money for it. ‘No babe, I’m fine. I got it.’, I said with a smile on my face. James was pleased as well. Tired and being a bit cranky, we went to the station together because I was going to visit my ex boss who lives near by Blackheath. Before I got off my stop, I kissed James good morning and off I went. James went to work.
Later that evening I decided to get there early to make him his dinner, yet I couldn’t open the bolt lock on the door. I was tired and really wanted to prepare something for him and be all sexy in the kitchen for him, but I ended up hanging out at the pond for an hour or so till James came to meet me at the pond. I text James that I couldn’t open the lock, and told me that the door can be a bit temperamental (wish he would had told me that). He had also bought me some fruit cider beer which he knew I loved. We got into the house and went to lay in for a bit on the couch watching Top Gear with a tea and talked and kissed.
James made this smacking lip sound as if he was enjoying a meal. I looked at him and said, ‘What? Are you trying to tell me something, James?’ A huge grin came over his face, ‘Ummm I don’t know what you mean.’ I was in shocked, but I knew what he was trying to tell me, ‘Ah so that’s you sign for “Woman, get into the kitchen and make me some food,” right?!’ James laughed. I got up. ‘OK OK OK I’m going, I’m going to cook for ya now.’
James made me smile too much. Everything I did, I did it to make him happy.
As I was preparing, James came into the kitchen and joined me while he was scrolling through his phone and catching up on FB. The meal didn’t take long (30 mins). I made him Mexican Mole with chicken breast and Mexican rice. James absolutely loved it. I called my mother just before I made the rice to make sure I was able to make it and it came out super.
That evening, James thought that we could watch finally The Goonies together in the sitting room. It took James about 30 minutes to make the computer work with the telly as I sat there looking at the telly screen and seeing if the screen changed. After getting it to work, we sat and watched the movie interlocking our hands and legs together. At a certain part of the movie, James started to doze off. I didn’t scolded him. ‘Babe, put your head here, ok?’. James nodded and took a good 10 minute nap and made it just in time for the end. After that, we were both tired and full of Mexican food. So we went upstairs and had the energy to make love to each other for some time. It was so lovely to have James in my arms and just feeling him on me. I don’t remember how we slept, but usually after a session, we tended to doze off in each others arms.
Miss Brokenhearted 