Sunday Kerry and I were still wondering who killed Jenny Schecter on L-Word and if there were alternate endings like in the movie "Clue" (unfortunately not, but there's a fake Facebook page), when Country Club called to see if he could come over and perhaps spend the night.
Kerry, who was doing our laundry (yes, mine and hers) at my apartment volunteered to leave. "Whatever sweetie-- no worries--have fun. I'll be over tomorrow. I know you won't let my clothes mold," she laughed and kissed me on the cheek.
My date with Country Club a couple of weeks ago had been fantastic. He had taken me out to Zampa for dinner. It was a very intimate place so we got a bunch of appetizers, wine and even if Lindsey Lohan had walked into the room it couldn't have stopped our conversation. He called the next day and asked for a second date.
"Wow!" Kerry exclaimed at the time. "That was quick. I guess he's really into you, which is great of course," she said looking a bit concerned and distant."Just don't be one of those girls that disappears when you get a boyfriend. OK?"
"I couldn't, if I tried," I said laughing. "Besides, who would keep me in shape with horrific yoga routines?"
The second date with Country Club ended in a night of dancing at Son Cubano. After I knew he could salsa I decided that I was ready to be with a man again even though it had been a while since I had been with one. However, I felt a weird. What do I identify as then? Am I straight, lesbian, or bisexual like Alice Pieczecki, whose sexual identity was basically erased as the L-Word evolved? (Yes, ok. I'm still distrurbed by the last episode! Can you blame me?) Or was I more like Jenny? An Unidentified Fucked-up Object. AHHHHH!
So Country Club came on over after the episode of The L-Word; knocking at my door with roses in hand. After some amazing kissing we drifted into the bedroom. But as I was kissing Country Club I kept seeing Kerry. I was fantasizing about Kerry! Kissing Kerry, and then Kerry well went south of the boarder...and when things started getting really hot and heavy I realized I was with Country Club, "Ouch! Oh...Take it easy."
And then I drifted back into Kerry fantasy-land. Imagining it was her arms around me in a yoga position or an extension of one.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed.
"Oh, my God. Are you ok?" I said.
"What? No. I'm not gay," he said.
"Uh. That's not what I asked," I replied laughing and rolling off of him. "Oh my God are you?"
"No, no. It's just my back. I injured it. I'm not gay or anything," he said. "I think you are amazingly sexy, and I should be much better at this and I usually am, but I can't even lift my arms over my head right now because of all those weights I lifted yesterday."
"It's okay,"I said and turned him over. "Let me rub your back for awhile."
Country Club fell asleep as I gave him a back rub, and as I rubbed his back I realized I was hoping for an alternate ending. One that included Kerry. Throughout the night I mulled over and over it until the conflicted and complexness of my situation and my emotions errupted like thunder in a morning sky. - Ruby
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