The weirdest Thursday night.12:50 Mar 19 2005
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Some weeks ago, my friend Isabel and I decided we wanted to see “Skumdum” (A Swedish punk band) when they played at Underground Kompaniet. Thursday came, all was well, and since I was on the guest list I got in for free. I don’t normally really hang out at punk clubs, but it was fun watching all the Mohawks run around, drinking too much beer.
To the problem. Our last train home went at 00:15 and the band started playing at 23:55. Fucking shit! How angry was I? But, with some beers floating around in my brain I came to the very well thought trough decision to stay and wait for the first morning train.
The concert was great. Some of the people we’d spoken to during the night was continuing the party at Sticky Fingers, so we tagged along, just staying long enough for me to get hit on by a cute blond boy, who said I was beautiful (My new best friend!) but sadly tasted kind of funny.
At Sticky I got a very lovely drink from someone, but the bar was closing early. What were we to do now? Our train leaving in 3 hours we looked forward to spending the night at the central station, hungry and cold. But, the angel of fortune (or bad taste, you decide later) sent us a boy from Sundsvall. He kindly offered us a place to keep warm and he promised us food!
After eating 2 very dry pieces of bread he wanted us to play a game. Strip spin the bottle. Not having any better ideas we eventually agreed. He lost both times! Sucker! Not very fun, so we changed the rules; when the bottle pointed to you, you got to choose, truth or dare. The boring part was that the boy did not agree to do the, what he called, disgusting things we wanted him to do, when he choose dare, like licking the floor or eating the rotten food we found on a plate under the bed, just “erotic” stuff, as he said.
We played this splendid game for several hours, everyone kissing everyone, every shirt and skirt getting on the floor and sexual fantasies getting revealed to the world! Can the night get any better than this? To our enormous surprise his favourite sexual fantasy was to be in a threesome… Who could have guessed? Tired of the game and very sleepy Isabel and I put our clothes back on and politely told him to fuck of. Not one of us wanted to sleep with him after this new knowledge of him (e g: he had been in a threesome with two of his cousins. Cousins!) But, as boys often are very slow, the message really did not get across the distance and he laid butt naked in his bed, touching our hands trying to pull us close. I had to use all my will power not to fall down on the floor laughing. Tsss. Isabel fled to the chair, and I was left all alone in bed with this weird, naked boy. He continued his seduction by trying to pull my skirt up. Twice I had to remove his hands by force, and a desperate “Please, just a little” came from him, and the battle in my head started again, to kill or not to kill? What the hell was he thinking? That I would get so turned on buy this, and his cold sweaty hands, that I would fuck his brains out, with one of my best friends sitting right next to us, and that Isabel would get turned on buy hearing us that she would join? Oh, please! After that Isabel and I left, laughing our lungs out, and tried to find an open place to get some food.
The last problem, none of us had thought about when we decided to stay, was that our bus passes did not work at this hour (5 am) so we hade to kiss some ticket controllers ass, and eventually got to ride for free!
Finally at Isabel’s place I got a long, wonderful, whole hour sleep before I had to rise (as the zombie I was) and get to school! Talk about a nice way to spend a night beside from sleeping or having sex!
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