I want to tell you something. It's a secret though. I haven't told anyone, but I know you will keep it in a safe place. If I give it to you, you can come and give me something good and dirty and I promise only I will have it. I won't share it with anyone but you. That's how it is with me! You want me like that, I know. I will be that for you. Come and see! You will be so happy about it.
Got recognized out in public simply from my Facebook profile! I was in a coffee shop and a guy walked over and said he had seen me through a friend's page. He actually quoted a few things I had said. He hadn't actually added me, but said he was roommates with a guy that is on my friends list and read my stuff there. He said, "Jerry, I read your stuff all the time now on your website and think your stuff is hot!"
He was very nice and brought his wife over to meet me. "Babe, this is Jerry! He's great. When we get home, I'll show you his stuff. Amazing!"
That was kinda cool, right? Maybe I need to hangout in the coffee shops more often? It really did lift me up. Give me a boost. I needed it so badly! I was aching yesterday. Hot. Sweaty. Wet. Throbbing head! Pounding away! So I had to get something good to drink and stopped in to quench my thirst.
I guess it was the heat. I was dizzy. I sat at a table under a fan and drank my ice tea. I hadn't had tea in a long time, but it was decaffeinated and some sort of passion fruit without any sugar. But just sitting there and hearing all this good stuff about me was sweet enough, just like honey.
After they left, I saw a girl looking over her laptop at me. She smiled, acknowledging she overheard it all with a slight nod.
It reminded me of back when I was doing one of my first rock radio morning shows and kinda started building up a little bit of attention in this small Southern town. I'd start getting some recognition just when I'd be out shopping and someone would hear my voice. It was fun and exciting to be recognized then. I was young and needed attention.
I'd be in a music store or trying on clothes and a girl would come over in a shy way and get up the nerve to ask me, "Are you, Jerry Lentz? Oh, I listen to you all the time when I'm in bed! I set the clock radio to wake me up with you. You get me going! I even have a shower radio so I can still listen. It's wet all the time and never stops playing! I get so caught up in what you say, it's so hard to get ready for school."
I remember a girl that would call in all the time to the show with the correct answers to all my silly trivia questions. Always called. Always right. Always the smartest listener. We started talking on the phone more and more. She had a great voice. I would try and imagine what she looked like, but you can never tell by their voice!
But I'd imagine meeting her and what she'd be like. Then one day she came to pick up a prize she won and was sitting in the lobby when I walked in. She was sitting with her beautiful mother, who drove her and she really was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen! No exaggeration at all. She was so pretty, funny and smart! All in one package.
Took her to see Prince on the Purple Rain tour. Then we started hanging out, going out on dates, seeing movies and kissing!
Kissing her was the absolute best! I remember it so well, those first kisses. Imagine a juicy peach, the taste, the smell, the texture, the tickle when your lips are on the soft skin, the sweetness that squirts out, the wet lips... She was amazing!
You you remember your first kisses?
I do. It's because ours was a secret kiss. She was very young. I was only a few years older, but I was legally an adult. I was never going to take advantage of her. It's just not my way, but I did fantasize a whole lot about having my way with her. If there were "Thought Police" I'd be locked away for life!
With her, every kiss, every time I'd touch her skin, her hands, her cheek, it was as if it were in a slight mist, a fog, a mysterious rain, cool, with steam rising off our flesh. Maybe I was delusional, but this girl did it to me. I'd completely hallucinate when she was up against me in an embrace, I'd get woozy, it was all so unreal. I wanted her so bad.
Imagine how it felt, me up and opening her door and it was raining and everywhere was wet so we hid under this huge tree. The radio played in my car, I could hear it muffled like the sound was a moan under a pillow, or blanket. The headlights illuminated the falling rain in it's beams, it looks like glitter, her wet bare feet below me, she steps up on top of my shoes, so they won't be too wet and dirty, fog passes through the beams and it seems like this must be heaven.
I remember being surprised at how soft and warm her lips were even though we were both totally wet. The rain was actually dripping onto our faces from the leaves above as we kissed. Her lips were so sensitive, so soft, so moist and I had to be so gentle with her, because she was young, innocent and because I cared so deeply for her and wanted her safe. I never expected my first kiss with her to be like that. We ran back to where we were meant to be both totally wet with a secret that was hard to keep.
I told you now, so can you keep my secret?
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