Party Poopers

We were caught. I thought our stealth moving would have worked this time but it didn’t. *Scott and I have a habit of showing up to our friend’s parties and ducking out without anyone seeing us. We did the same thing last week to his cousin who was having his 30^th birthday party at an exclusive club in the W Hotel. I am pretty sure we stayed there all of 30 minutes, which included the 15 minute wait to get in. When we arrived we circled the sardine packed club until we found the group of wild Asians. We said hello to the birthday boy who was in process of greeting everyone who joined him for the celebration and took pictures to have evidence of actually being there. *Scott and I to danc next to the V.I.P. section so that everyone could see us “partying”. When we dance with each other, boy oh boy does it get intense. Staring deep into each other’s eyes, grinding to the beat. Before the second song was over he whispered in my ears, “Wanna get outta here?”. I thought he would never ask because honestly, I wanted him bad! We scanned the V.I.P section to make sure no one was paying any attention to us and we got out of there pronto.

Fast forward to today. *Scott and I are lounging in bed trying to make plans to go outside when he get a text message. It was on of his friends telling him how upset his cousin was that we left his party after being there for 10 minutes. We both were shocked that we were caught and the first thing *Scott said was, “We have to blame it on you…I can say you were drunk or something”. Now, I would have been fine with that if we didn’t use that excuse for 3 other friends including the one who was texting him. I told him we should just have been honest. Can’t a man respect another man for trying to get laid? We can’t hide out now that we have been caught. I think whenever we go out now people are going to watch us. Oh well, we just like being with each other.