Missed call.12:32 AM from Gracie Tinder August 2016.
Who is that. Did I say bad shit about her? Could she accuse me of rape? AIDS? Pregnant? August 2016– 8 months ago. That’s not an abortion call. That’s an I’m having it call. Good. Finally this all means something.
I have some sense of her being Asian. Maybe the name. Was it the girl I said had a body like a fat little boy, teeth planted by a drunk. Search Tinder for “Gracie.” Two from last month. How the fuck was I even messaging two Tinder girls last month. Haven’t had a good Tinder exchange in a year.
But then I thought she was Asian because I thought it was the Chinese girl who needed the date/ time/ location of my birth before she’d see me. Foreign exchange student. We watched Planet Earth. I gave her a backrub. She asked to borrow an old T shirt. Had her pants off and I tickled the underside of her ass cheeks and sucked her sweaty little college cunt. I hope it was her. But that was October. She looked like Deputy Frank Rizzo from Reno 911.
It’s pregnancy or herpes. Or why did you rape me and she’s recording it. Have to say here I never raped anybody. I get affirmative consent as mandated by State Senator Kevin De Leon (D-CA). Who I’m sure fucks his interns without affirmative consent. Like all men with TV jobs, with no exceptions. But sometimes you see Tinder girls on the street. They look at you like they’d write an open letter to Jezebel if your name meant something.
Oh shit it says 2015. Gracie August 2015. Bigger girl from Hong Kong. A nice accent. I choked her. Her text after said you’re someone I could really fall for. I fucked her on duck pond date 20 months ago. She called me at 12:32. Booty call. I went to bed at 9:55 after playing Far Cry Primal. Made 4 attempts to conquer an Izila village. I approached with stealth; shot the horn the witch uses to summon reinforcements. But I was discovered.
I gave up. Crawled on to my Fieldcrest luxury four inch memory foam mattress topper. Watched Preston Jacobs’ Game of Thrones: What You Are Missing video series until the Applebee’s ad blasting at the end woke me up. It’s illegal for TV to play ads 3x as loud as the show. Now Youtube does it. Date night just got tastier, it said.
I would have loved to fuck Gracie Tinder August 2015 at 12:32AM. She was nervous. Afraid to take her jacket off; ashamed of her body. When she got up to get dressed I looked at her standing shy in white cotton panties, tiny pink hearts. Put her back on the bed. Thought about old first round sperm breaking loose and getting her pregnant. I felt her cum as my palm crushed her carotid and the light behind her eyes went out. These days I go to bed at 10, for work.