He’s getting out of the bathroom in a bar I sit in, he smiles coldly and shake my hand, I smile, he’s going back to his friends, I stay with mine, I know he’s telling his friends exactly what I tell mine when they ask who was that - it’s the first person I was ever in a 3som with. He was the best friend of my high school boyfriend, we were all siting in a bar on Jerusalem a day or two before I joined the Army. We were with friends, they were drinking, I wasn’t, I didn’t used to drink those days. I don’t even know if that was planned or not, but at some point, he was stroking my thigh, while my boyfriend was stroking the other one.
We were young and open and liberal and I was so naive it’s embarrassing to even think at how sophisticated and clever I thought we all were, I thought I was. We took the car out of town and went skin dipping in the small fountain, it was January and we were all freezing. He kissed me in the water while my boyfriend watched it was just the second guy I ever kissed and I remember how I was amazed to find out that different men kiss in different ways, I remember how I liked the way he smelled like baby oil and trees. It was so cold that we were blue lipsed and shivering as we went back in the car and drove back to my boyfriend’s apartment, where we fucked the entire night.