Me, I’m Not….7

Ch 11

I woke. Sun beaming in my face warming me reminding of me the night before. Alice singing making coffee in an overall jovial mood. The events of the previous night flashing in my mind like photos. Smile in the shower a dangerous one. I was beginning to forget what it was all about. I was beginning to become addicted to Shane and Carmen. I was beginning to forget…….

Alice still chatting her way to work. Chatting about wanting to help me get out of the house, about the weather and the day. I heard it all in a sort of daze. I had this wonderful secret which I knew and I had no intention of sharing. It was like the feeling of youth when you first get away with something you should have been caught doing.

Sex with Shane….I had to take a deep breath. It was so much wilder than with Carmen. It made me weak just thinking on it….There was a wondrous cool breeze that day. Not much in the way of humidity….cool and crisp. I felt like liquid sloshing around in glass that was almost empty….

We had arrived at the radio station and as we parked a limo arrived. Emerging was a woman slim….rich, oozing the things I use to reek of. I hated her. Her short hair, her smooth features, tan skin, diamonds on her ears, wrist, oh yes I hated her. I had wondered was that how people felt about me?

“That’s her……she makes all the celebrity poker rounds and just watches…and waits. I hear she had her own high stakes table…..”

“How ever did you get her to come onto your show?”

“Trade secret….come on…..”

What did I care? I wanted Shane. I wanted Carmen I wanted us all in a room with no windows, no clocks, I was so bored…….

They chatted in the green room. Mostly questions in advance. She could not keep her eyes form mine. I knew her game. She would seduce Alice’s mind with her answers to move closer to me.  I have played that game. I knew its rules. I knew the lines that would need pulling, so tired…….I wanted my new game. I missed my couple….I wanted to see how far the three of us needed to travel…..to get there. Alice had wondered where my mind had gone that day. I wished I could tell her. It was not my secret to tell.