RED was over.<\/p>\n
It was finished. Finally. Taylor\u2019s great tour had come to a close. It was done and there was only the future to look forward to.<\/p>\n
I smiled as I finished downloading the rest of Taylor\u2019s pictures from her last concert in Singapore. I did it- I had all the good pics from the tour. All 12,647 of them.<\/p>\n
I looked at the last image of her in the final set. She was there, standing on the stage, taking a final bow before her approving audience. She is such a pro and looked it. She had danced that night for how long? 2 hours? 3? And her hair was somehow perfect<\/em>– and amazingly, there was not a drop of sweat on her anywhere. How does she do<\/em> that? Is she an android or something?<\/p>\n I smirked and pondered the possibility. Perhaps a Zordion had replaced her\u2026<\/p>\n Nah.<\/p>\n I heard my cell ring, so I closed my laptop and stood up to grab my phone. As I pushed the top of my computer down, I caught an image. Taylor\u2019s porcelain white skin and her bright red clothes and lipstick became a beautiful blur as the screen descended. She looked\u2026 pink.<\/p>\n I answered the phone and was stunned. Speak of the devil\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cHi Tom!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTaylor?!?\u201d Wow, this was unexpected. We hadn\u2019t talked since that night. The one when I counted the quarters.<\/p>\n \u201cTaylor\u2026 how are you?\u201d I could feel myself warming up. My cheeks flushed pink.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m great, thank you.\u201d I could feel her fighting a smile. \u201cSo you got all my pictures huh?\u201d<\/p>\n She must have registered a thought when I finished collecting just now. \u201cYes I did. Thanks Tay.\u201d I needed to regain hand, so I paused. \u201cI might use these tonight\u2026 or not. I mean, there\u2019s a TON of stuff I need to do, you know? Necromancer stuff. Things I\u2019m sure you wouldn\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure.\u201d She said, respectfully. Best to not upset the vampire, I guess. Even if he loves you. Or maybe she was just being diplomatic. She\u2019s so good<\/em> at that.<\/p>\n \u201cTom, we haven\u2019t seen each other in too long.\u201d Yup. \u201cAbigail is getting married in a month. And I figured that you might want to come down and visit. Everyone kind of wants to meet you.\u201d<\/p>\n I froze. A\u2026 wedding. Uh oh. I was kind of hoping for another alien invasion. \u201cSure Tay! That sounds fun!\u201d I was too chipper. \u201cUm, I\u2019ll need to clear it with my boss first, though. I don\u2019t get vacation time as a contractor.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s fine. If it helps, I could pay for everything for you.\u201d Ok, that was nice but a little insulting. Inadvertently, I\u2019m sure.<\/p>\n \u201cUm, thanks but I think I\u2019ll be OK. You\u2019ll just need to email me the info.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure Tom, I\u2019ll do that.\u201d She was so nice! \u201cOh, and Tom?\u201d She paused. \u201cDon\u2019t overthink it. Just be yourself and you\u2019ll be fine.\u201d Ok, WTF?!?! As if I would EVER overthink something!<\/p>\n I smiled and laughed a bit. \u201cDon\u2019t worry!!!! I can\u2019t wait to meet everyone!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOK, I\u2019ll see you there! Bye love!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBye Tay. I love you too dear.\u201d I was already planning possibilities as I beeped off the phone.<\/p>\n ——————–<\/p>\n I got the info I needed from Taylor after the call and planned everything out. I cleared the needed days off with my boss the next day and got plane tickets that evening. I was ready for everything, except for the waiting. I was nervous, yes. I knew that Taylor\u2019s family would be there, of course. But who else? I knew who Taylor\u2019s friends were but not Abigail\u2019s. I doubted that too many Hollywood types would be there. Thank God.<\/p>\n But\u2026 there was only one way to find out.<\/p>\n A week after I made the arrangements, a pink envelope arrived in my P.O. Box. She knew I was coming, but Abigail sent an invitation out to me anyhow. That was a nice touch. It reassured me.<\/p>\n ——————–<\/p>\n The plane ride was uneventful and boring. Good. I typed out some poems on my iPad and reflected a bit. It must be crazy to be one of my girlfriends. They practically live<\/em> on these cramped planes, don\u2019t they? Wow. Especially Taylor. It\u2019s a side to them you never see except in the occasional twitter picture. Not such a glamorous life always, I guess.<\/p>\n The ride gave me a nice view. It\u2019s humbling to look out a plane\u2019s window. The Earth is a majestic thing and her people are really impressive\u2026 and numerous. The world is filled with people of every imaginable race, culture and background. There are billions<\/em> of people, and all of them are different and unique. I\u2019m sure that there are many people out there that would make me, Mr. Vampire, seem boring and unimpressive. It\u2019s crazy when you really think about it.<\/p>\n It makes me wonder. What if I\u2019m not special or powerful? What if there is a man up in the Himalayas somewhere who is a legitimate immortal with power and wisdom that would make mine irrelevant in comparison? I don\u2019t know. Perhaps I never will.<\/p>\n The sight of pink clouds out on the horizon drew me out of my trance. It was twilight, and the plane was descending. I needed to get my mind back on track.<\/p>\n I left the plane and hurriedly looked for my limo. I found it and got in. The limo driver was an old man wearing an old, faded green uniform and a green visor. He was\u2026 wait. I KNEW this guy.<\/p>\n \u201cUmmm hi.\u201d I stammered. Did he remember me?<\/p>\n \u201cHello sir.\u201d He dutifully said as he picked up my luggage. I guess not. What was his name again?<\/p>\n As I got in the limo and closed the door, I stole a glance at his info on the dashboard. Of course! I stored his name in my memory. I wanted to get close to Taylor\u2019s neighborhood before I started talking, though. I had things to think about.<\/p>\n ——————–<\/p>\n Abigail\u2019s wedding was going to be held at Taylor\u2019s Rhode Island home, probably because it was a paparazzi no-go area, and I\u2019m sure because of the views. The image of the ocean off in the distance would make for some remarkable pictures. It really is an attractive place. It will be nice to see that house again.<\/p>\n The drive to Tay\u2019s neighborhood brought back memories. The lush foliage and the green of the trees seemed as inviting as ever. As we got closer, the green of the public trees yielded to the pinkish blossoms of the dogwoods and lilacs favored by the residents here. It was beautiful, and the softness of the colors let me relax.<\/p>\n I thought about the wedding and reran possible scenarios to try to ease my nerves. It didn\u2019t work. I guess I\u2019ll do as Taylor suggested- be myself and don\u2019t overthink it. I mean, what could possibly go wrong?<\/p>\n I decided to break the ice with the limo driver.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, how\u2019ve you been, Mr. Worthington?\u201d<\/p>\n He was surprised by my familiarity. \u201cOh, fine, fine. How\u2019ve you been, sir?\u201d He didn\u2019t remember me.<\/p>\n I fished the plastic green Ked\u2019s sunglasses that I got from Taylor out of my pocket and put them on. And then I smirked.<\/p>\n \u201cYOU!\u201d He laughed. \u201cNOW I remember you! How\u2019ve you been?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAwesome, thanks! I can\u2019t complain. Is Taylor still treating you well?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, she\u2019s great. I\u2019ve met her a couple of times. Nice girl.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, she\u2019s awesome. Really. She\u2019s just the best.\u201d I sighed and removed the sunglasses, and then took out my proper pair and put them on. They were a pair I \u201cstole\u201d from work when one of my coworkers left and forgot them there. My former coworker was a girl, but her sunglasses could pass for men\u2019s in a pinch. The red tinting on the lenses made the outdoors look even look even pinker than before.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re her friend, but you don\u2019t see her much, do you? I remember the last time we talked\u2026 you talk with her over the internet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, basically. To be honest, I kind of love her I think.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt seems like it. That surprises me a bit to hear you say that, though. Until just now I thought you were gay.\u201d<\/p>\n Ummmm\u2026 OK WTF?!?! \u201cOh!\u201d I blushed. \u201cWell, I\u2019m not gay, though I suppose I could see how you would think that.\u201d I could, guess. This wasn\u2019t the first time this happened, but it was unexpected coming from an old man.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, I don\u2019t mean to make embarrassment. A lot of guys I think are gays go to Taylor\u2019s house is all. You know, dancers, musicians.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I understand. No harm, I guess.\u201d Wow.<\/p>\n We pulled up to Taylor\u2019s place. I collected my luggage and approached the door- but before I rang the bell, I turned around to watch Worthington\u2019s limo drive away. No going back now.<\/p>\n I rang the doorbell a few times and waited. And waited. And then waited some more. By now the pink hue of the twilight had disappeared and all was dark around me. I pocketed my sunglasses.<\/p>\n Uh oh. I rang the doorbell again. Um, Taylor SAID she\u2019d be here at this time. What the fuck?<\/p>\n I rang the doorbell again. This time, the door opened. In front of me stood\u2026 Abigail? It was a familiar girl with disheveled curly hair, jean shorts and a pink cutoff T-shirt.<\/p>\n What did Taylor say? Just be yourself. Right. \u201cAbs?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n She looked at me strangely.<\/p>\n \u201cAbs?…\u201d I asked again.<\/p>\n She looked down at her stomach. And then burst out laughing. \u201cUm, excuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n Abs is my telepathic nickname for Abigail, which is apparently NEVER EVER good to use in person. I blushed a reddish flush. \u201cSorry. Abigail, I mean?\u201d I\u2019m going to KILL Taylor, I swear to God!<\/p>\n \u201cYes, this is Abigail. You\u2019re Tom, right? I think I remember you.\u201d Then she laughed again. Oh well, way to make a first impression, Tom! \u201cSorry. I\u2019m just reeeeally tired.\u201d She said. \u201cI was up all night last night making sure everything was OK with the wedding and I just fell asleep watching TV. You woke me up with the doorbell.\u201d She smiled. She started spinning her engagement ring- a pretty platinum band with a pink stone. Tourmaline? She smiled. \u201cThanks for coming. I hope you weren\u2019t waiting long.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m fine, don\u2019t worry. Nice to meet you, Ms. Anderson.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome in, here.\u201d She took one of my bags and carried it in. Her eyes twinkled a bit as she became familiar with me. \u201cYou can call me Abs if you want.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, that\u2019s OK. I\u2019ll leave that to telepathy I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure. Wow, I can\u2019t believe it\u2019s you! This is so crazy. Taylor was right about you. You\u2019re nice and very normal. You\u2019re just like a regular person!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks.\u201d I think. \u201cWhere\u2019s Taylor?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019ll be here tomorrow morning. She had some stuff to do in New York tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOK, that\u2019s cool. You know, I\u2019m tired too. I\u2019ll just put my stuff up in my room so we can both go to bed now if you want. I\u2019ll deal with it tomorrow morning before your wedding. Oh\u2026\u201d I paused and smiled. \u201cCongratulations.\u201d I\u2019ll never marry Taylor, will I? Abigail sure is lucky.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks.\u201d She beamed. \u201cI can\u2019t wait to get married.\u201d She smiled. \u201cIt\u2019s going to be fun tomorrow, but there\u2019s a lot to do. You\u2019re right, we should go to bed now.\u201d Abigail led me upstairs to one of Taylor\u2019s extra bedrooms. I remembered the room well. It was the one that had the green dress from the Easy A premiere where Ashley and I\u2026 hmmm\u2026 was Ashley going to the wedding?<\/p>\n \u201cAbigail\u2026 who is going to be here tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, just some friends and family. It won\u2019t be many people.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, good.\u201d I sighed. \u201cI was kind of worried. I thought that maybe some of my, uh, girlfriends, I guess, would be here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, they\u2019ll be here.\u201d<\/p>\n Wait, WHAT?!?!? My eyes opened.<\/p>\n Abigail was taken aback. \u201cYeah, you know, some of Taylor\u2019s friends will be here. I mean, not all of them are famous, of course, but I know you know some of them… Dianna Agron and Selena Gomez are coming. Demi Lovato too. If Ashley can make it she\u2019ll be here too. I think that Selena is bringing some of her friends too. Samantha Drake should be here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDroke?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, Droke.\u201d<\/p>\n Uh oh. I smiled at Abigail. \u201cOh, that\u2019s great! I can\u2019t wait to meet them!! We\u2019ll have so much fun!\u201d Oh my God, I shouldn\u2019t have come! This is going to be insane! I smiled warmly. \u201cThis is going to be great. We should go to bed. We\u2019ll both need energy for tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail smiled. \u201cYou\u2019re right, we should go to bed. It really is nice to meet you, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSame here.\u201d<\/p>\n We separated and I closed the door to the bedroom. The old green wallpaper of this room had been replaced with an upbeat pink and white floral pattern. For some reason, the change made the room terribly stifling.<\/p>\n As I lay in bed, my eyes caught the sight of a faint, dark pink stain on the white carpet. It was near the door\u2026 it was where I bled when Ashley bit me earlier.<\/p>\n Somehow, I got to sleep. Somehow.<\/p>\n ——————–<\/p>\n I awoke the next morning to the sounds of laughter downstairs. It was 9:13 am according to the red LED clock next to me. Wow, I sure slept like the dead. Fitting thing for a vampire, I thought, as I stretched in my bed.<\/p>\n The early sun was shining through Taylor\u2019s enormous tinted windows. The tinting caused the rays to take on a pinkish hue that bathed the room in a pretty feminine glow.<\/p>\n I closed my eyes, opened my mind, and concentrated on the laughter below. Who was down there? There was Selena, definitely. I heard Dianna\u2019s distinctive laugh and words coming from some young men and women I\u2019ve never met. Taylor\u2019s measured empathy was mixed in there as well. Taylor\u2019s mom and dad were also there. I think I also detected Demi Lovato\u2019s presence.<\/p>\n There was nobody upstairs but me.<\/p>\n I grabbed my clothes and raced to the bathroom. I needed to shower and get ready for the day before anyone saw me.<\/p>\n I quickly shaved, showered, and brushed my teeth. Just to be on the safe side, I also put on my tuxedo. I was a bit insecure about my looks. I mean, Taylor has T-shirts that cost more than my entire wardrobe. I didn\u2019t want to look out of place.<\/p>\n I walked in front of the full length mirror next to my bed and checked myself over. Good. I looked like a model. I\u2019ve always been photogenic, and never more so than in dress clothes. I couldn\u2019t think of any way to improve my appearance. Thank God.<\/p>\n After I got ready, I sat on Taylor\u2019s bed and waited. Did they know I was up here? Surely Abigail told them\u2026 should I eat one of my breakfast bars in here or go down and ask for breakfast? I was starving… I don\u2019t know. Am I thinking too much? I need to make a good impression, but everyone down there already likes me, I think. Why am I nervous about meeting them?<\/p>\n I heard a set of footsteps coming up the stairs. Softy. Like socks on carpet. I listened as they rounded the corner to my room.<\/p>\n I stood up as my door opened.<\/p>\n In walked Demi Lovato, who was not expecting me to be there.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I\u2019m sorry!\u201d she said. \u201cI didn\u2019t know\u2026 Oh\u2026 TOM?\u201d She was stunned in several ways. I was, well, Tom. And I was there in person. And I was way tall, and, of course, in dress clothes.<\/p>\n \u201cHi Demi.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, wow.\u201d She said, surprised. Then she looked me over. \u201cUm, wowww.\u201d She repeated. She smiled approvingly. \u201cHiii Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHi, um, nice to meet you Demi. Can I help you with something?\u201d<\/p>\n She ran up and hugged me. I hugged back. \u201cThanks for coming Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, no problem… I’m glad to be here.\u201d<\/p>\n She broke the hug and turned around. \u201cI just need to use the mirror really quick.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, OK.\u201d<\/p>\n Demi checked herself out. I was surprised at how short she was. I\u2019m not being mean, but it was just so different to see her in person. Her pink highlights and tattoos were really striking. I never see much of either where I live. Her highlights matched her pink dress. I guess everyone downstairs was already dressed up too.<\/p>\n \u201cHow do I look?\u201d She said as she inspected herself.<\/p>\n \u201cAmazing. I like the highlights.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThaaaaank you! You know, you should talk to me more. Whenever you want, you know? Just go ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n I just wasn\u2019t sure of what to say. Demi and I have a history, a long one, even though I freaked out and dumped her after she became known for cutting and eating disorders. All of that hit too close to home for me. As someone with a problematic history of cutting and anorexia myself, I distance myself from those things when I see them. It\u2019s an instinctive reaction and one that I can\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n As I watched her, I could see a faint scar on her wrist as she moved around.<\/p>\n A lot has remained unsaid between us. For now, I\u2019d like to keep it that way.<\/p>\n \u201cSooo\u2026 is everyone ready?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n \u201cPretty much but they’re still getting the flowers and stuff set up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOK. How do I look?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou. Look. Amazing! Really Tom. Wow. You look really good in person.\u201d She touched her pink hair strands seductively and smiled. Odd. Didn\u2019t she know I dumped her? \u201cIt\u2019s a good thing you got ready early. You have some time to waste. I do, too.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s nice\u2026\u201d Was she trying to come on to me? Nah, I\u2019m overthinking it. Surely she wouldn\u2019t. Not right now, anyways.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s very, nice actually. Tom, I\u2019d like to get to, you know, talk a bit and spend some time together while you\u2019re here. I think we should, you know? I mean we\u2019re friends you know?\u201d<\/p>\n I smiled. \u201cOf course Demi. I’d like that.\u201d<\/p>\n I sat down on the bed, and she immediately leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. I froze. Surely she wouldn’t? Then again, she is<\/em> a rock star\u2026<\/p>\n She whispered to me. \u201cWe could, you know, spend some time together right now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess we could\u2026\u201d I said asexually. I wasn’t sure of what to do. Was this smart? When was the wedding? This wouldn’t be cheating on Taylor, would it? No… it wouldn’t be because Taylor and I weren’t physically together anymore. I decided to give the lead to Demi.<\/p>\n She kissed me on the lips and unbuckled my belt. She could do what she wanted, of course. I trusted her completely.<\/p>\n She kissed me again, more forcefully this time, and put her hand underneath my shirt. I had tight washboard abs, which surprised her.<\/p>\n \u201cWoah. What happened?\u201d She smiled approvingly.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, that happened awhile ago. I just wanted to make a change for the better. And for us, you know. I mean, you\u2019re my girlfriend and all\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just LOVE being your girlfriend, Tom.\u201d She smiled and started unbuttoning my shirt. She couldn\u2019t untuck my shirt because my pants, once loose, were now super tight. As Demi maneuvered on top of me, my cock started rubbing against my tight, silky slacks. It felt REALLY good. This was going to be fun! I couldn\u2019t wait!<\/p>\n There was a knock on the door. \u201cDemi, can I use the mirror?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShit! Fuck!\u201d Demi whispered. \u201cTom\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d I recovered and made myself presentable. Demi grabbed the bed sheets and smeared them on my face to wipe off her lipstick. The smudges left a wet pink trail on Taylor\u2019s sheets that I tucked underneath the comforter.<\/p>\n Demi opened the door. Dianna Agron was standing there impatiently. \u201cDemi other people need to use the mirror too you know!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI KNOW. I was JUST talking to TOM.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTom?\u201d Dianna\u2019s eyes met mine. \u201cTom!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, hi, Dianna.\u201d<\/p>\n Dianna laughed. \u201cOh so this<\/em> is where you are! Everyone is looking for you!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve just been in here talking to Demi.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh OK!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDemi-\u201c Dianna started. \u201cSelena wants to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlright, fine.\u201d Demi kind of pushed Dianna’s shoulder out of the way as she left.<\/p>\n Is it just me, or do these two not get along all that well?<\/p>\n Dianna closed the door after Demi left.<\/p>\n \u201cHi Tom!\u201d Dianna warmly hugged me. I hugged her back. I LOVED this woman. Whole heartedly. More than anyone else, maybe. We both melted in each other\u2019s arms. She was so soft.<\/p>\n This time, I took the lead and separated us. \u201cDianna, when is the wedding?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNoon I think.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs there something to eat downstairs before then? I\u2019m so starving.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah, anything you want! Come down with me after I use the mirror.\u201d She squeezed my hand.<\/p>\n She checked herself out in the mirror. She looked perfect, of course. Her hair and makeup were professionally done and her pink dress fit in well with the room\u2019s new d\u00e9cor.<\/p>\n She looked at me. \u201cI was going to say you should get yourself looked at by our hair and makeup guys, but there\u2019s no reason for that I see.\u201d She winked and pinched my cheek. Or, at least, she tried to. Her fingers slipped off because my cheek was still wet from Demi\u2019s kisses.<\/p>\n She looked at me quizzically. She checked me out again. I was still hard.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, is THAT what you two were doing?\u201d She was appalled. \u201cI should have known!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t anything!\u201d I stopped. \u201cI mean, we didn’t have sex or anything.\u201d<\/p>\n She glared at me.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, honest! We didn\u2019t really have sex. I mean, we were about to but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n She scolded me with her eyes. She was clearly very angry and maybe a bit jealous. There must be some bad blood between Dianna and Demi that I don\u2019t know about. \u201cFine!\u201d She shouted. \u201cIf that’s what you’re about then I guess I\u2019ll just finish what that Demi started!\u201d<\/p>\n She pushed me backwards onto the bed. I was stunned. I thought it inappropriate but I didn’t want her to stop. She quietly took my still hard dick out. She slipped off her panties and slipped me inside of her. The pink of her dress enveloped me as she fucked me fast and hard. It felt so, so good. We both loved it. Our twin bodies became embroiled in unbridled ecstasy. It was a blissful and beauteous coupling that shook us both to the core and caused unprecedented spasms of unbelievable pleasure.<\/p>\n It was a struggle to not scream out when we exploded in orgasm, but we managed it. Somehow.<\/p>\n We both collapsed, exhausted. As I lay there, I felt satisfied with myself. That was really good and fun, albeit worrying. I had had run ins with 2 of my girlfriends thus far, and both times, they forcefully tried to fuck me. Is this what the whole day is going to be like? It better not be. I better be worth more to them than just that. I became more upset with her and Demi the more I thought about it.<\/p>\n Dianna was spent and had closed her eyes. Her dress had come undone during the frenzy and exposed her nipples. God, she was HOT. I saw an opportunity and reached for my phone. \u201cSmile!\u201d I said, as I took a picture of her tits.<\/p>\n \u201cTOM!!!!! What is your problem? Don\u2019t you ever stop?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon’t worry, I\u2019m done, but I’ll want this later. And don\u2019t you be all high and righteous. I\u2019m starting to think that this \u2018wedding\u2019 might be an excuse for all of you to take advantage of me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, come on.\u201d She was incredulous. \u201cI didn\u2019t take advantage of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I know. I\u2019m just kidding. I would never think of such a thing. Not sure where I got THAT idea from. Whatever.\u201d<\/p>\n I stood up and fixed my clothes. Dianna looked hurt. \u201cSorry.\u201d I said.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s fine.\u201d She sighed. \u201cYou\u2019re not going to delete the picture, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can keep a secret.\u201d I smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cI know. Fine. Let\u2019s go downstairs before people wonder.\u201d<\/p>\n I had already had my fill of drama for the day, so I no longer cared. I had no nerves, no apprehensions. I just walked downstairs with Dianna. Being with her made me strong.<\/p>\n Dianna led me to a tall, thin blonde girl in a pink dress with a pink floral headband. Her back was turned to me, but it was obvious who it was. As I approached, she turned around. She was ecstatic to see me. \u201cOh Tom! Hiiiiii! So glad you could be here!\u201d She wrapped her arms around me in a polite hug. I did the same and told her thanks for inviting me.<\/p>\n Taylor led me around and introduced me to everyone there. It was really cool to see Taylor\u2019s non-famous friends. It reminded me of how much of a person, and not a picture, she really is. It was also surprisingly fun to meet her parents. They were really nice people.<\/p>\n Taylor\u2019s house was all gussied up for the wedding, of course. Pinkish flowers were everywhere, filling it with a sweet, romantic aroma. The morning sunlight glistened off the watered flowers, creating a kaleidoscope of pink hues. It was interesting just to walk around and take in the sights and aromas.<\/p>\n Abigail and I got a chance to meet again and we talked a bit about our lives, and when nobody else was listening, about Taylor, too- it\u2019s good to get the inside scoop when you can. She also gave me a boutonni\u00e8re of pink flowers for my breast pocket, which I totally forgot about. Oops.<\/p>\n After mingling, I ate some hors d’oeuvres and drank a glass of fantastic pink wine. Whatever it was that I drank, it must have been expensive. We don\u2019t get wine like that at the corner liquor store, that\u2019s for sure. I poured myself another glass.<\/p>\n In a corner, talking in a circle with a couple of Taylor\u2019s band members, was Selena and Sammy Droke. Yes yes, I was in love with them both but they were just friends now. The Biebs was nowhere in sight. Thank GOD.<\/p>\n I sat down and had a nice convo with them. For awhile, they talked about the \u201cother\u201d side of the entertainment industry, the day to day stuff that I don\u2019t see. I, in turn, I told them about the exciting, fast-paced life of database management. Yeah, they quickly tired of that. The highlight of the convo for me was a zinger I got in about Selena\u2019s turn on Barney. She was cute, but she was the one that my friends and I made fun of. Inappropriate? Yes; but funny. Selena laughed.<\/p>\n After more talking, I needed to head upstairs. I had expended all of my social energy and needed a recharge. Also, the flowers were nice, but affecting my allergies and I needed to get away from them for a minute.<\/p>\n I went into my room and lay down on the bed. As I relaxed the door opened and in walked in one of Taylor\u2019s dancers. He looked like me, except a bit shorter and stronger.<\/p>\n \u201cHi, I just need to use the mirror.\u201d He said.<\/p>\n I waved him toward it. \u201cGo ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cClose your eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n I did as instructed for about 5 seconds. When I opened my eyes all he wearing was his pink shirt. He was nude from the waist down with his pants around his ankles.<\/p>\n Yeah, I peeked.<\/p>\n He must have noticed. He smiled. \u201cGet a good look?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, sorry. It\u2019s just, you know, not something I get to see all that often.\u201d What was I doing? I wasn\u2019t gay\u2026 but I was curious, and surprisingly extroverted. Dianna must have done something to me. Or maybe it was all the wine.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not magical, but it\u2019s served me well.\u201d He said.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll bet!\u201d I reached out and grabbed it. It fit and felt nice in my hand.<\/p>\n \u201cHey! What the FUCK? You perv!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, come on dude. It\u2019s nice. Let me appreciate it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUmmm…\u201d<\/p>\n I shushed him. \u201cYou\u2019re gay, right? Come on, let me do this as a favor to me. I\u2019ve always been really curious. Just this once. Please?\u201d<\/p>\n He smiled. \u201cAs a favor to you? Sure, anything, sir.\u201d I gave him a handjob. He loved it. I was a master of that, after all.<\/p>\n I loved how his pink dick felt in my hand. Smooth and firm, yet so soft. I touched it all over, everywhere. It was fascinating and fun. I jerked him off slow, then fast. Then slow again. Right before he came I aimed his cock at my mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cOoooooh… Yes… touch me… ooooooooh… Yes FUCK!!\u201d He came in my mouth and I got it gummed up in my teeth.<\/p>\n Ummm, yuck. It tasted like salty protein, which is I guess what it was.<\/p>\n He smirked at my sour face. \u201cHow is it?\u201d He asked.<\/p>\n It was still gummed up in my mouth, but I wanted to be clever. Just be yourself, Tom! \u201cProteiny.\u201d I tried to say, but it was garbled when it came out. I repeated it. \u201cRo-teeny.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d He looked confused. \u201cTinny? Creamy?\u201d<\/p>\n I put up the index finger and thumb up of my right hand. He was so close, I tried to tell him.<\/p>\n He turned red. \u201cWell, FUCK you! I’m sorry but we can’t all be perfect little whores like you are!\u201d<\/p>\n I looked up, alarmed. I swallowed quick. \u201cHuh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTeeny, huh? Right, you’re a real bastard, Tom. Fuck you. And you know what? It must suck to be biggest slut in the world. Really, it must.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWait, no! I’m sorry! I meant proteiny! You know like protein!\u201d<\/p>\n He angrily pulled his pants up while glaring exasperated at me, and then started throwing his hands around as he continued yelling. \u201cThat is the biggest bunch of SHIT I have ever heard. I knew you had an attitude. Everyone knows you\u2019re a self-absorbed little slut but I didn’t realize how bad it was. Fuck you. If that’s…\u201d<\/p>\n There was a knock on the door.<\/p>\n \u201cIs everything OK in there? I hear people yelling…\u201d It was Taylor.<\/p>\n I quickly opened the door, hoping that she could become involved and defuse the issue. I did it without thinking. Considering what the issue was<\/em>, this wasn’t smart at all<\/em>.<\/p>\n \u201cJosh hi. What’s wrong?\u201d She asked.<\/p>\n My eyes pleaded with him.<\/p>\n He glared at me, and then turned to Taylor. \u201cWhy don’t we have Tom explain the issue? I’m sure that he could do it better than I could.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUmmm\u2026\u201d I began. I cleared my throat. I could still taste the cum. Yuck.<\/p>\n I heard a yell from downstairs. \u201cYou guys, the wedding is about to begin!\u201d<\/p>\n Thank GOD.<\/p>\n \u201cAre we OK now?\u201d Taylor asked. We both nodded.<\/p>\n She turned to leave. As she left, I grabbed Josh\u2019s arm. \u201cSorry, it was all a misunderstanding. I didn\u2019t really say that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s OK. We\u2019re fine. I\u2019m sure I just overreacted.\u201d He rolled his eyes and walked out.<\/p>\n I followed them both downstairs and took a seat in the backyard with the others. The actual ceremony was short but nice. It was cute to see and made me pine a bit for one of my own.<\/p>\n As the minister recited his lines, I scanned the audience. It looked like I was in the middle of a chessboard filled with black and pink pieces. It seemed like I\u2019d met everyone here already, save for a group of people to my right, who were probably Abigail\u2019s family. When I made eye contact with them, they smiled and waved. Did they know me? I waved back.<\/p>\n After the vows, rings and applause, the crowd gathered for pictures.<\/p>\n The rest of the day was taken up with more mingling inside, which I\u2019m okay at, but only in short bursts. These 4 hour mingling marathons aren\u2019t my thing.<\/p>\n I decided to leave but NOT to my room upstairs. I had had enough of THAT place, thank you very much.<\/p>\n I went out in the backyard and devoured some more hors d’oeuvres. They were really, really good. Tay\u2019s got it nice.<\/p>\n I ran into Taylor\u2019s brother by the punch bowl, who was fascinated by the whole \u201cevil wizard\u201d thing. We gabbed for awhile about that while eating some of Abigail\u2019s pink wedding cake. He was also interested in *shock* *gasp* software development. I mean, not in pursuing it himself, but the occupation in general. I wasn\u2019t sure if he was just being nice or what, but it was refreshing to actually talk about that to someone who seemed to have a genuine interest in it. In turn I learned at bit about him and his world, apart from Taylor and the rest.<\/p>\n As we gabbed a perky, pink haired vixen sauntered up to me. She was in shorts and a black T with what I think is a band logo on it. There was writing and tats on her arms. I couldn\u2019t quite make out what it said on account of all of her bracelets. She wasn\u2019t here earlier and she certainly wasn\u2019t dressed for a wedding\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cHi.\u201d She gave me a knowing look. \u201cI just wanted to see you in person.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm, hi.\u201d Mmmm hmmm. Yup. It was her and she was of course inappropriate. What would her mother say, to see her at a proper affair looking like this?<\/p>\n She glowered a bit. \u201cI just got here.\u201d She said, a bit defiantly.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, you look fine! Sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHi Hayley.\u201d Austin said.<\/p>\n \u201cHi Austin.\u201d<\/p>\n Austin looked around. \u201cIt\u2019s getting hot out here. I think I\u2019ll go back inside. It was nice meeting you, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, nice to meet you!\u201d<\/p>\n As Austin left, I offered Hayley some punch, just to have something to say. As usual, what do I do in these situations?<\/p>\n She laughed. \u201cNo I\u2019m cool!\u201d<\/p>\n You know, Austin was right. It WAS getting hot out here. I was starting to sweat a bit underneath my heavy clothes.<\/p>\n She stood there, smiled, and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She was waiting for me to say something… or she just liked seeing me uncomfortable. Not sure which.<\/p>\n \u201cSo, you just got here?\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded. And smiled a bit. And waited.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was a pretty nice wedding\u2026 it\u2019s unfortunate that you didn\u2019t get here earlier, but that’s OK.\u201d<\/p>\n She just smiled and stood there, shifting her weight around. OK, she WAS trying to make me uncomfortable. This is intentional, right?<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s pretty amazing to see you.\u201d I said, even though it wasn\u2019t, really. I was over the shock of meeting celebrities by now.<\/p>\n She just stood there.<\/p>\n OK, if she wasn\u2019t going to SAY SOMETHING, I wasn\u2019t sure WHAT I\u2019d do. For real. I mean, I had literally no idea. What did she want? Anything? Was she mad that I was standing in front of the food? What the fuck?<\/p>\n \u201cSo, uh\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, it\u2019s nothing. I just wanted to see what everyone was talking about.\u201d<\/p>\n I was suddenly even more uncomfortable. Maybe she could go back to not talking? I gave a blank expression. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, everyone\u2019s talking about you and I just wanted to see why, that\u2019s all. Come on!\u201d she grabbed my hand and pulled me indoors.<\/p>\n ——————–<\/p>\n And so the day went on. After a bit more gabbing, we gave Abigail and her husband our presents. I gave them a blender. It was the cheapest of the presents, but I didn\u2019t care. It was true to my class, and something she could use. And Abigail seemed to like it. After that was more gabbing, this time with music. I stayed downstairs until my watch hit 3:00.<\/p>\n At that moment, I headed upstairs. I had to leave. Tomorrow I had a big meeting with the plant manager in Italy, and I needed to be at my desk and on the phone with him at 8:00 am. No excuses.<\/p>\n I took off my clothes and packed them away. After that, I sighed and sat down on the bed to relax. Social situations were always draining, and this had been a long day.<\/p>\n As I sat down, I felt a strange, furry lump under the sheets. Suddenly, something very sharp dug into my back.<\/p>\n \u201cREEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWEEEERRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOH, FUCK!!!\u201d Oh my God, I squashed Meredith! I shot upright. \u201cOW!!!! Sorry!!!!\u201d<\/p>\n Meredith bounded out of the bed, insulted but not hurt. I touched my back. It was definitely bleeding. The rivulets of blood oozed onto the carpet in the same place that I bled earlier, when Ashley bit me.<\/p>\n Meredith hissed at me and then ran out of the room.<\/p>\n I heard Taylor out in the hall. \u201cMeredith? Are you in\u2026\u201d Taylor walked in and almost tripped on Meredith as she bolted out. \u201cMeredith!?\u201d Taylor\u2019s eyes opened wide when she saw me. \u201cTOM?!?!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI sat on Meredith and then she bit me. Can you help?\u201d<\/p>\n Without a word, Taylor raced to the bathroom. I followed her. She got out her bandaids and disinfectant, and then put some soapy water in the sink so she could clean the wound first. She was quick. It only took her a couple of minutes to clean the bite and bandage it.<\/p>\n \u201cSo Tay\u2026\u201d I raised my eyebrow comically as she finished bandaging me. \u201cIs this a normal thing? You know, your guests being horribly wounded and such?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at me, annoyed but apologetic. \u201cWhen my guest is you, apparently so.\u201d<\/p>\n I frowned. \u201cSorry I sat on Meredith. I didn\u2019t hurt her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. It\u2019s OK. Meredith always goes upstairs and into that bed whenever she gets scared, or when there are too many people downstairs. I should have told you that, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n We were interrupted by the sight of a tiny pink cat wandering in. WTF?!?!<\/p>\n \u201cOlivia!?!?\u201d Taylor was stunned.<\/p>\n \u201cMerower\u2026\u201d Olivia Benson had been licking up my blood from the carpet. It had gotten all over her white fur and turned her pink in spots. She was dragging the blood across the white carpet and wallpaper, leaving a pink trail behind her.<\/p>\n I laughed. I mean, it was kind of funny.<\/p>\n Taylor laughed too. \u201cIt\u2019s OK. I\u2019ll have someone come and clean the carpet.\u201d Taylor beckoned at Olivia. \u201cOlivia\u2026 come here Olivia.\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia tiptoed in, closer. She was wary of me.<\/p>\n When she crept close enough, Taylor quickly snatched her up and deposited her in the sink.<\/p>\n \u201cREEEEEWWWWWEEEERRRRRRRR!<\/p>\n MMMEEEWWWRRRR!\u00a0 RWWEEERRRRR!!!!!!”<\/p>\n \u201cHold still Olivia!!!\u201d<\/p>\n Olivia was having none of it. She kept squirming and squealing and she shook all the water out of the sink, spraying the room with soap, water and blood.<\/p>\n \u201cREEEWWWWWWEERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!\u201d Olivia bounded out of the sink and rocketed out the door and downstairs.<\/p>\n \u201cDAMN IT!!!! OLIVIA!!!!!\u201d<\/p>\n I heard a few people coming upstairs. They were talking amongst themselves and wanted to know what was going on.<\/p>\n \u201cOh FUCK.\u201d I murmured as they rounded the corner to the bathroom. I was still naked. Of course.<\/p>\n It was Abigail and her husband. And Taylor\u2019s parents.<\/p>\n They just stood there, gawking at, well, everything.<\/p>\n \u201cUm, hi\u2026\u201d I started. \u201cCan someone get me a towel, please? Sorry. As you can see, I\u2019m kind of naked.\u201d<\/p>\n Taylor looked sheepishly at everyone. \u201cSorry. It\u2019s a long story.\u201d She had splashes of blood and soap all over her. As did I, of course. My back was hurting again. When I flinched to dodge Olivia\u2019s spray I must have re-opened the wound.<\/p>\n Taylor\u2019s mom looked at her, blankly. And then she looked at me. And then back at Taylor. She was confused and concerned, and a little offended. \u201cTaylor? What is going ON here? Are you OK?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d Taylor said.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m fine too, thanks.\u201d I said, as I bled profusely onto the floor.<\/p>\n \u201cOhmygod, you\u2019re bleeding!\u201d Abigail yelled.<\/p>\n By now a crowd of people was coming upstairs.<\/p>\n \u201cQuick, close the door!\u201d I yelled.<\/p>\n Abigail and Taylor pushed everyone out, closed the door, and locked it.<\/p>\n \u201cTaylor, open this door!!!\u201d Her dad yelled.<\/p>\n \u201cNot yet, dad!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe just want to help!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFind Olivia and clean her up, then!\u201d<\/p>\n Taylor informed Abigail of the situation as they got to work helping me. With the two of them working together, everything was stabilized quickly. Just to be sure, they took turns compressing the wound to make sure it stayed sealed.<\/p>\n When it was Abigail\u2019s turn, Taylor sat back, relieved.<\/p>\n \u201cWow.\u201d She said. \u201cOnly you, Tom. Only you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry.\u201d<\/p>\n Taylor and Abigail laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s OK. It happens.\u201d Abigail said.<\/p>\n Taylor suddenly turned serious. She studied me as I lay there. I got the feeling that she was debating whether she should tell me something or not. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cTom\u2026 Did you have sex with Demi?\u201d<\/p>\n I froze. She knew something had happened but she didn\u2019t know what. OK, decision time. Should I lie or not? How much did she know? As I turned to face Taylor, I must have given her something inadvertently.<\/p>\n She nodded and sighed. \u201cOK.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, wait. I didn\u2019t have sex with Demi.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail didn\u2019t move or say anything. Odd. She must have known that something went on, too. But how? I had been too slutty. I mean, you can\u2019t have sexual encounters with three different people at a wedding and not have anyone else know. God, that was STUPID.<\/p>\n There was no easy way out of this, was there? Taylor could read some of my thoughts\u2026 I can\u2019t lie to her, can I? I didn\u2019t know what to say, but she was already convinced that I had had sex with one of her closest friends. Did it matter much if the truth was that it was a different one of her closest friends?<\/p>\n I told her the truth. About everything. I told her about Demi\u2019s seduction attempt and Dianna and everything else\u2026 except the gay dancer.<\/p>\n Taylor just listened. As I finished, she gave a side eye to Abigail. Why? What was Taylor thinking? Abigail and I were here together last night, alone. Surely she didn\u2019t think that\u2026<\/p>\n I\u2019m NOT a whore. I shook my head \u201cNo\u201d and glared at Tay with my vampire eyes. How dare she even think<\/em> that?<\/p>\n I decided to lay it all out and then told her about the dancer, too.<\/p>\n Taylor laughed. \u201cSo THAT\u2019S what you were doing together. Oh my God, Tom.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail laughed too. \u201cSoooooo\u2026 how was it?\u201d<\/p>\n I blushed. \u201cUm, OK, I guess.\u201d I wanted to just go home, honestly.<\/p>\n \u201cSo what now?\u201d Taylor asked me. \u201cAre we still together?\u201d<\/p>\n Ummm\u2026 yes? I looked up at Taylor. Were we even together when I got here? I decided to be sure of what we had. \u201cYes, we\u2019re still together.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou promised me you wouldn\u2019t have sex with any of my friends in this house again.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail looked back at Taylor. She seemed surprised, but didn\u2019t say anything. She didn\u2019t know about Ashley, I guess. As she compressed the wound, though, she looked at me and grinned to herself mischievously. Overhearing all of this was fun for her.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, sorry. Taylor\u2026 I\u2019m not a slut, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know. It must be difficult having so many girlfriends.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry, I\u2019ll figure it all out.\u201d<\/p>\n Considering what I had just explained, Taylor seemed oddly nonchalant. It was\u2026 weird. It seemed like she almost expected it, which was kind of worse than if she would have freaked out. Is it good or bad when you have sex with your girlfriend\u2019s best girlfriend, and then happily jerk off one of your girlfriend\u2019s best guy friends, and your girlfriend just doesn\u2019t seem to care?<\/p>\n Maybe she was just tired from the wedding. But, yeesh.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s my fault, isn\u2019t it?\u201d She said. \u201cI mean, I\u2019m not giving you what you need\u2026 \u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, that\u2019s OK\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, it isn\u2019t. I don\u2019t blame Dianna or Demi. If I was them, I would have done the same thing. I mean, I always talk about you like you\u2019re my boyfriend but I\u2019m never really there for you.\u201d She stopped. \u201cI mean, I know<\/em> you want to talk to me, I know you need<\/em> to, but it never happens and that\u2019s my fault. You always say you\u2019re sorry, but I never do, do I? So, sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n It felt good to hear that. She was right about not being there for me in that way.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re OK, Tom. I love you.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail beamed. She seemed proud. \u201cYou two are amazing. I can only hope that my marriage is as strong as what you two have.\u201d<\/p>\n By now, Abigail was holding onto the compress just to have something to do.<\/p>\n \u201cI think the wound is OK. Thanks!!!!\u201d I said. Abigail nodded. \u201cUm, I need to leave. My plane doesn\u2019t leave in too long because I have a meeting tomorrow morning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOk.\u201d Taylor nodded. \u201cYou\u2019ll be OK going back like this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I\u2019ll be fine. I\u2019ll just move carefully.\u201d<\/p>\n Abigail removed the compress, which had turned pink with watered down blood. She threw it away.<\/p>\n I put the bandage on myself and quietly crept back into my room, where I carefully put on my clothes.<\/p>\n After a minute longer in the bathroom with Abigail, Taylor walked in and helped me pack. She also brought in some Tylenol for me.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo problem.\u201d She replied. \u201cSay, Tom, am I the only<\/em> person here you didn\u2019t kiss?\u201d<\/p>\n I laughed and turned a bit red. \u201cClose to it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s fix that.\u201d<\/p>\n She kissed me, but not too hard. We gently caressed each other\u2019s lips for a good five minutes.<\/p>\n After that, we looked into each other\u2019s eyes. And then hugged. And then, we looked into each other\u2019s eyes again. And then\u2026 Taylor raised her left hand.<\/p>\n Odd. Oh, interesting\u2026<\/p>\n She was wearing a pretty platinum ring that she wanted me to notice. It had a nice big pink stone\u2026 tourmaline? It looked like\u2026 Abigail\u2019s engagement ring. The one I saw when I first met her. No, it WAS Abigail\u2019s engagement ring.<\/p>\n Why?<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026 Abigail\u2019s ring.\u201d I said.<\/p>\n \u201cShe just gave it to me. It\u2019s mine now. Ours, really.\u201d She smiled. \u201cIf that\u2019s OK with you, that is.\u201d<\/p>\n I smiled and grabbed her dress. I pulled her in close and kissed her hard.<\/p>\n \u201cSounds fine to me. When?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll see.\u201d She coyly smiled. \u201cWe need to get you home, first.\u201d She pushed me away.<\/p>\n Hmmm\u2026 agreed. I needed to leave. This will have to wait. For now.<\/p>\n Taylor and I brought my stuff downstairs, where everyone was waiting. I checked outside through the windows quickly before turning to the crowd. Worthington was there, standing outside his limo having a smoke.<\/p>\n I said my goodbyes to everyone. Everything was cordial and enthusiastic, thankfully. Apparently Abigail explained the bathroom situation to the crowd before I came down, as there were plenty of comments about taking it easy on the way back.<\/p>\n I was tired and I kind of wanted to leave\u2026 but not really. Maybe this is where I really belong.<\/p>\n Outside, I could see darker clouds overhead. They muted the sun\u2019s effect on the flowers downstairs, which now looked reddish and dark. Nothing was as bright anymore.<\/p>\n After more goodbyes I gave another congratulations to Abigail and her husband and left. As I walked out I heard the door close behind me with a sickening click. This IS where I belong, isn\u2019t it? Or\u2026 no. Not yet. Even now, not yet.<\/p>\n I took my time going downstairs with my bags. My back STILL hurt. As I slowly labored to the limo, Worthington looked at me and chuckled under his breath.<\/p>\n Instead of asking, he just shook his head this time. Some things are better off unknown, I guess.<\/p>\n As the car drove away and Taylor\u2019s mansion faded into the distance, I took one final look at the pink flowers of the dogwoods and lilacs that were everywhere in her neighborhood. Who knows if Taylor\u2019s promise will ever hold. This might well be the last time I see her.<\/p>\n But\u2026 I smiled. I doubt it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" RED was over. It was finished. Finally. Taylor\u2019s great tour had come to a close. It was done and there was only the future to look forward to. I smiled as I finished downloading the rest of Taylor\u2019s pictures from her last concert in Singapore. 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