There was a little part of my drunken night that I left out. A part that seemed insignificant, but in light of recent events…
So let’s rewind…I’m out that the club, I’m feeling my liquor and I’m dancing. It’s a typical night at the club for me. The only reason I go to the club is to dance. I’m dancing by myself. I’m dancing with PS and I’m dancing with MH. No big deal right? Wrong.
Yesterday, Jamal’s friend invites everyone over for drinks and cards. MH makes a point to find out if I’m going. When I say yes, she says “oh, she just wants to be up under me.” I should have changed my mind then, but it all sounded innocent.
But everything sounds innocent to sober ears…
We get to the friend’s place with groceries to cook, liquor to drink and cards to play. I’m playing bartender and tonight’s drink was a mix of some Ivana Bitch vodka (picked just because of the name), some SoJu (some kind of Korean liquor MH found while she was stationed there), Hawaiian Punch and pineapple juice.
It was strong as hell…
We were dancing on the web cam for PS’s chat room. Jamal put on his heels and did his version of Beyonce’s “Single Ladies.”
At some point, MH and I ended up alone on the couch and we kissed. I suck, I know. I don’t even remember how it happened. The bad part is that it happened again in the kitchen and everyone saw us. I think I must’ve liked it.
I feel really bad because I’ve been waiting for the Baby for what feels like forever… I’m not that lesbian that goes around kissing on her friends or her friend’s friends.
I had so much to drink I don’t even remember all of the details…
MH ended up passing out on the floor. And of course she was the driver so we all ended up stuck. I woke up this morning with my head on PS’s thigh and with a bigger thigh pressed against mine. At some point, MH had gotten up and laid on the couch with us.
We didn’t talk about it this morning. PS has guaranteed me that MH remembers it. I’ve already said that I wasn’t going to bring it up.
I suuuuck! I feel so guilty. Not guilty enough to confess though…
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So, um, the baby just doesn’t even know you blog? Is that how this works?
And who’s MH?
MH is PS’s best friend.
And the Baby knows I blog, but she’ll never get the link. If I gave her the link, I wouldn’t be able to share my dirt!
what the baby don’t know won’t hurt her this week…but if it happens again, you won’t need confessing to her…
I didn’t tell her and it won’t happen again. I don’t like this guilty feeling…
hugs
shit happens
at least ur self-aware and understand the implications
‘nother hug
OMG I wish I knew the story lines between ps and mh. they r best friends but what r they to u? any history besides friendship? i am guessing the baby is ur girl.. eeeek…i will have to try and read and play catch up. i saw the title in the “black-lesbian” tag surfer thing and i was dyin laughin. had to come read the story. i do hope u r feelin better about things. and yet anooother hug from a non hugger… feel better luv
Did you check out the new reader’s guide? MH is a friend to PS. I don’t have history with either one of them, but I believe they’ve been friends for a few years now. I’ve known PS for a little over 6 months now. I’ve only known MH for about 2 months…She was in Korea when PS first came to live with me.
Thanks for all of the hugs! I feel lots better and I’m avoiding putting myself in that situation again…