BUSTED!!!

Laughs-a-lot is a gentleman. He is sweet and shy as far as physical contact. We've made out--several times--but he is slow to put his arm around me, hold my hand, etc.

In fact, Saturday, after an evening out, we went back to his place and watched two movies. After the first movie, he finally held my hand. It sounds hokey, but after Professor, Laughs-a-lot, who is sweet, selfless and looks at me longingly, but isn't pouncing on me, is exactly what I need. I know he actually likes me, and isn't just looking to dip his wick.

So, after a night of passionate hand holding, Laughs-a-lot drives me home. He leans over to kiss me, and we kept on kissing, and it became a full-on tonsil hockey session. And it was great!

At his place, I had to change my ring worm band-aid. Laughs asked if I needed help [awwwww...] and while I said I was fine, he still came to look at it. He said it did NOT look like ring worm to him. (He had gotten from his ex, who had gotten it from a stray cat when they were in high school. I gave his grief about getting an itchy rash from his ex.) I told him that I wasn't sure, but it seemed to be doing better since my use of the fungicide. Yet, while making out, Mr. I-Don't-Think-Its-Ring-Worm jerked his hand like he had just touched a burner when his hand touched the band-aid on my neck. hahaha

While making out like a couple of middle school kids at the skating rink, some headlights come through the back window of his truck. I thought it was just someone in the subdivision across the street leaving. It was, after all, 3 in the morning. Who else is out at this time?

Then I noticed that the lights are getting closer. Must be one of the dang teens on the street. They should count their blessings that they weren't busted for curfew!

Huh...why is that vehicle parking behind us?

So, I look, and say, "Hey, Laughs-a-lot, you get to meet my brother Doug!" (Doug did not make it to Easter, so Laughs hadn't met him yet.)

Laughs-a-lot is now mortified. Here he is always so polite and hesitant to touch me, and I don't know if we'll ever be horizontal and make out, at the rate we are going, and his first impression on my oldest brother is the two of us making out. HA! But, they talked for a little bit, and Laughs made it through. My mom and other brother thought it was a hysterical.

Mom and Dad had a similar experience when they were dating. That will be another story for another time. I just got back from the Cardinals game (we won!) and it is after 11:00 and tomorrow is a double-work day.

So, until then...