Good News...and Bad News
Posted: 2003-04-27 01:14pm
Sort of a continuation of this thread where my BF confesses the impure thoughts he has about our mutual friend Sandra. The good news is we went out and had a great time and got everything sorted out without embarrassing him to death, though for afew moments it looked like he wanted to crawl under the table and die. 
But yeah...we're all still friends and me & him are still together and we all got a bit of work to do to help him get through this interesting situation of his. The bad news is he got caught in a huge barfight coming back from the washroom and we had to take him to the hospital to get glass shards and slivers picked out of his arm. He's Ok now, but he's a little upset that our night got ruined because he got stuck in a brawl that I honestly think he had no chance of avoiding.
Anyways before all this happened we'd decided to get together at a bar near his work to chill and get his impure thoughts straightened out. Me & Sandra had gotten there early so we could talk the situation over a bit before my BF showed up, and as Rob Wilson noted, she was quite aware that my BF was thinking naughty thoughts about her which she found quite hilarious especially in light of the fact that we're all friends who've known each other forever. So yeah, we had a good giggle about the whole thing before he even showed up.
When he did arrive we settled in and talked a bit, and then he was like "um..Sandra, there's something I need to tell ya and get sorted out and stuff. I'm not sure how to say this but..." at which point she cut him off said "you're thinking dirty thoughts about me and you wanna kinky sex with me?". Oh my god.. you should've seen my poor BF turn red as he struggled for words and tried to make himself scarce, it was almost as bad as when I told him I loved him and asked him to be my BF! Everything just came to a dead stop as we tried our hardest not to break down in hysterics, and then Sandy put an arm around him and gave him a good squeeze and reassured him that there was nothing to be all embarrassed about and that we knew about it and it's all good.
After some good snuggle therapy from us (
) we got him settled down enough to string a few words together, and after a bit (a lot) more friendly joking and a couple drinks (non-alcoholic of course () we got everything sorted out. Sandra even sat on his lap for a while and then asked him how it felt (in a sexy voice)...which led to more blushing and laughter, it was so so funny!
And so after much laughter and joy we made our mandatory washroom trips before leaving. As my BF was making his way back from his trip a fight broke out by the bar just footsteps away from him. The rowdies around the bar all just rushed in and converged on the altercation, and in seconds tons of people had joined in and a ring of cheering spectators had formed around the growing fight. I saw my BF trying to make his way past the spectators, and then to my horror I saw someone stepping into the fight and swinging a bottle at my BF who was trying to exit. Thank god my BF saw it and he blocked the bottle with his arm and then the bottle guy just crumpled to the ground and my BF was striding towards the exit and yelling at us to get moving.
It was only after we were safely in my car & halfway home that he noticed he was bleeding a fair bit from his elbow and forearm, and when I stopped the car to take a closer look we saw pieces of glass stuck in his flesh as well. I was decided right then & there that he was going to a hospital to get it treated, which he objected to on the grounds that "it didn't hurt much, it's as bad as it looks" and "I can take care of this myself and I ain't sitting in a waiting room for 3 hours" (men..
), which me & Sandy promptly overruled and we dragged him to the hospital and checked him in, and made sure he didn't try to take off. And shortly thereafter they fixed him up and sent us on our way.
There is a happy ending to this, we all ended up sleeping over at my place and after the crazy events of the night he was perfectly comfortable with both of us chicks snuggled up with him in the same bed. And so ends the story a night that will never be forgotten, Phew, that quite the adventure!
But yeah...we're all still friends and me & him are still together and we all got a bit of work to do to help him get through this interesting situation of his. The bad news is he got caught in a huge barfight coming back from the washroom and we had to take him to the hospital to get glass shards and slivers picked out of his arm. He's Ok now, but he's a little upset that our night got ruined because he got stuck in a brawl that I honestly think he had no chance of avoiding.Anyways before all this happened we'd decided to get together at a bar near his work to chill and get his impure thoughts straightened out. Me & Sandra had gotten there early so we could talk the situation over a bit before my BF showed up, and as Rob Wilson noted, she was quite aware that my BF was thinking naughty thoughts about her which she found quite hilarious especially in light of the fact that we're all friends who've known each other forever. So yeah, we had a good giggle about the whole thing before he even showed up.
When he did arrive we settled in and talked a bit, and then he was like "um..Sandra, there's something I need to tell ya and get sorted out and stuff. I'm not sure how to say this but..." at which point she cut him off said "you're thinking dirty thoughts about me and you wanna kinky sex with me?". Oh my god.. you should've seen my poor BF turn red as he struggled for words and tried to make himself scarce, it was almost as bad as when I told him I loved him and asked him to be my BF!
Everything just came to a dead stop as we tried our hardest not to break down in hysterics, and then Sandy put an arm around him and gave him a good squeeze and reassured him that there was nothing to be all embarrassed about and that we knew about it and it's all good.After some good snuggle therapy from us (
) we got him settled down enough to string a few words together, and after a bit (a lot) more friendly joking and a couple drinks (non-alcoholic of course () we got everything sorted out. Sandra even sat on his lap for a while and then asked him how it felt (in a sexy voice)...which led to more blushing and laughter, it was so so funny!And so after much laughter and joy we made our mandatory washroom trips before leaving. As my BF was making his way back from his trip a fight broke out by the bar just footsteps away from him. The rowdies around the bar all just rushed in and converged on the altercation, and in seconds tons of people had joined in and a ring of cheering spectators had formed around the growing fight. I saw my BF trying to make his way past the spectators, and then to my horror I saw someone stepping into the fight and swinging a bottle at my BF who was trying to exit. Thank god my BF saw it and he blocked the bottle with his arm and then the bottle guy just crumpled to the ground and my BF was striding towards the exit and yelling at us to get moving.
It was only after we were safely in my car & halfway home that he noticed he was bleeding a fair bit from his elbow and forearm, and when I stopped the car to take a closer look we saw pieces of glass stuck in his flesh as well. I was decided right then & there that he was going to a hospital to get it treated, which he objected to on the grounds that "it didn't hurt much, it's as bad as it looks" and "I can take care of this myself and I ain't sitting in a waiting room for 3 hours" (men..
), which me & Sandy promptly overruled and we dragged him to the hospital and checked him in, and made sure he didn't try to take off. And shortly thereafter they fixed him up and sent us on our way.There is a happy ending to this, we all ended up sleeping over at my place and after the crazy events of the night he was perfectly comfortable with both of us chicks snuggled up with him in the same bed.
And so ends the story a night that will never be forgotten, Phew, that quite the adventure!
