My Dinosaur Era Chapter 30
By beanzie
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are you sure you want to do this, says ginny
I am not sure, how can I be sure, should have asked more
surely patrycja knows something else
maybe she said something, let something slip
should I call patrycja, get a heads up
no, have to trust myself, fuck
where can I run to
yet, the thought of seeing petula
here, of all the fucking places
thrills me so, she’s back in my head, that big weird face
which isn’t big or weird
it’s kind, open, smooth
I think so, I say
ginny takes my hand, we are sat at the hotel bar
the man that is always rushing has served us drinks
and now he rushes around the tables, wiping
picking up napkins, smiling at people wandering the lobby
you’ll come with me, won’t you, I say
of course I will, darling, of course I will, she says
thank you, I say
I have a gin and tonic, a strange choice, fancied bubbles
ginny has a beer, just the bottle, the glass stays untouched on the bar
she drinks from it nonchalantly, I try to copy her carefree state
finger my drink lightly, sip it, imagining that I look aloof
when my insides are dancing like crazy
inside I want to get back in the shower and hide under the streams
I guess we should go then, I say
yes, she says
we get up from our bar stools, still holding hands
walk out of the hotel, into the last of the evening sun
people will look at us and take us for lovers
and so we are, in this way of ours
we walk slowly, my legs are tense
they’re not even sure if they want to take me there
I watch the boats on the river
wonder where they are going
I could go with them
there’s a ferry that goes back to england
not down this river though
the river is for the tourist boats
full of people in sunglasses
taking photos of the bridges, the museum
can we stop for a drink, my legs feel fucked, I say
yeah, we’ve a bit of time, she won’t rush off anywhere, says ginny
we sit outside a small bar on the outskirts of the old town
ginny manically rolls a cigarette on the table
I gulp from my kalimotxo
imagine how petula will look when I see her
timmy, says ginny
hmm, yeah, I say
you know earlier, when we were in bed, when you were touching my arse
how could I forget
do you think if patrycja hadn't turned up, we would have fucked
no, I don’t think so, but you know, anything could have happened
yeah, I don’t think so too, it’s just so strange for me to feel, I dunno, like so moved by a simple touch, without it feeling like, yeah, I wanna fuck
well, have you ever tried it before
I suppose not, maybe more with women but never with a fella
I only really tried with jane, it felt so natural but yeah, before that, it was always a prelude to sex and then that’s when things would fuck up
how so
because a seemingly perfectly reasonable person can turn into a crazy person once they have had sex with someone, and I include myself in that
do you think sex is bad then
not inherently so, no, but it is all everyone ever talks about, it’s what the world is obsessed with, right, no wonder it makes us go nuts
so, you kinda gave up on fucking
I wouldn’t put it like that, I had got to a point where sex was more stressful than it was worth, that the fallout for me and for others was disproportionate, and then you put me with jane, and that made sense, we did something altogether alternative, without ever meaning to
so you never had a conversation with her about sex
no, I sometimes wanted to, but it really didn’t feel necessary
and petula, have you ever spoke to her about sex
no, we held hands, you took the piss of course but that was as far as we wanted to go
how do you know that is as far as she wanted to go, she may have been dying for you to ravish her
maybe, but I didn’t get those vibes at all, if she thought that and it was a problem, she’d either had said or stopped seeing me
and is that what you thought happened when she disappeared
yes, absolutely, I thought I’d got it totally wrong somehow
and now she's followed you all the way here
yeah, so, now I don’t know what is going on with her
well, we’ll find out soon
yeah, we will
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'I had got to a point where
'I had got to a point where sex was more stressful than it was worth'. Me too.
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