Showing Up Unannounced

I said I was going to do it, and I did. I went to Lana’s work place at lunch. It didn’t go well, for reasons that will soon become apparent.

I went there on my lunch time. When I was in sight of the cafe, I spotted Lana’s friend, Cathy. She spotted me too and immediately ran inside. Since the two are good friends, I took this as a good sign and a bad sign. Good because if Cathy had run inside, it meant that Lana was there. Bad because if Cathy FELT she had to run inside, that was because my presence there was not a good thing. (And sure, considering what happened before, I can’t blame anyone for thinking that.) Continue reading “Showing Up Unannounced”

Still No News

I haven’t heard anything from Lana since last week. I’ve been silent here, I know — I’m a bit too depressed to make updates. 🙁

It’s clear to me by now that this isn’t Attitude’s doing. She’s not gloating or even bringing up the topic of what happened. Typically, whenever she does something to me, she’ll find ways of asking me how I am, how my day went, etc. All tricks to get a glimpse into my misery. But since the “revelation” of what I did last week, she’s been mysteriously quiet, absent, or even (is that possible?) sympathetic. Continue reading “Still No News”

Lana’s Birthday (Part II)

I know there are a lot of naysayers out there who were betting that something would go wrong during the night. I mean, it DOES seem (at times) like my life is a bad soap opera, right? And every time I talk about it, it sounds like there’s always some kind of sexy disaster about to happen, or it’s already in progress, or it just happened.

Well, not Monday night!

Really, it was a perfect night, and I’m sure Lana would tell you the same, if she’d just pick up the phone and answered my calls. Continue reading “Lana’s Birthday (Part II)”

Lana’s Birthday…

…is today!

Tonight, we’re going to a French restaurant, “La Rose Noire.” I hear great things about it. I’ve even reserved a private violinist to play romantic music for us during dinner (Lana loves the violin). THEN, after dinner, I have rented a limo to pick us up and take us to the casino.

That should be fun.

–Jaycee

Lana Confesses

Yesterday, Lana was over for dinner — just the two of us, at last! (With the rotating doors letting a constant stream of women in and out of my flat, some private time is always welcome.)

The plan was to just have dinner together, drink a little, watch a romantic comedy, and completely avoid the topic of her condition. She’s been in a bad mood because of it for the last few weeks, and it looks like the test results didn’t reveal anything. So I tried to cheer her up by being a good boyfriend. Continue reading “Lana Confesses”

Admission of Guilt

The last few days, I’ve been doing some detective work. Namely, I’ve asked Attitude to confess to her crimes against Lana. So now I know what she’s done, and it’s pretty devious. Like always. Fortunately, thanks to Mandy’s help, we were able to get the truth out. It went something like this:

Me: Mandy, I don’t understand what’s up with Lana. She’s got these crazy nipple pains several times a day, then she gets these intense feelings of nipple arousal every other day or so. Do you have ANY idea what it could be? Continue reading “Admission of Guilt”

Movie Night

Occasionally (like last night), Lana and I go catch a flick. Yesterday, we went to see Due Date, with Robert Downey Jr. It’s not a particularly funny movie, but (like Meet the Parents), it’s chock-full of awkward moments that just make you squirm with discomfort. Normally, those distract me for about a half hour, then I focus on munching popcorn and texting some friends back.

But not last night. Continue reading “Movie Night”

Lana’s Hiding Something

Lana was acting pretty weird last night. I know she had an appointment with a doctor to have herself checked (finally!) during her lunch hour about her nipples issue. When I asked her about it, she just said the doctor was a bit perplexed about her problem. She described everything, from the painful ghost biting she says she feels, to the arousal they generate at the most inopportune moments. (It’s true, I’ve noticed it with my own eyes — we were washing the dishes side by side, the other night, and they just POPPED out and became hard as rocks. And then SHE melted…)

Anyway, the doctor examined her, she said, and took some blood samples. Lana is expecting some news from the doctor’s office before the end of the week.

To me, it feels like she’s hiding something. Don’t know what, but I intend to find out…

–Jaycee

Boob Envy?

Have you ever had a guest that needed a place to stay for a short while, but then just wouldn’t take the hint, and stay at your place for an indefinite amount of time?

Me, I have Brooke.

This isn’t the first time that Brooke stays at my place for a while. He’s been between jobs before, and I’ve always been happy to help out. But that’s when he was a dude. Now, he’s this incredibly hot chick, but who keeps behaving half the time like a messy bachelor guy. That means when he’s not remembering he has a female body when he wakes up in the morning, he just walks out of the guest room with only his pajama bottoms on, boobs all out, scratching his butt on his way to the bathroom, and gives me an eyeful without him even realizing what he’s doing. Continue reading “Boob Envy?”

Meanwhile…

The last week, a flurry of women came in and out of my apartment like there was a shoe sale or something.

Lana has been visiting me regularly. Part of it, I think, is her suspicion that Brooke (who’s been at my place a lot, of late) might have set “her” sights on me. Since Lana doesn’t know much about Brooke, it’s easy to get the wrong idea. I’ve been ignoring the issue, in the sense that I don’t make a bit deal of Brooke when in front of Lana, but I’m pretty sure there’s going to be some kind of fight about this in the future.

Then, there’s Mandy. She’s been coming to my place a lot because she’s begun “cleaning up” her old journal, which she says she wants to publish in small installments in the forums. Also, she comes here to meet up with Brooke, to teach him a bit about “being a woman.” Since we’re all pretending that Brooke has ALWAYS been a woman, and has just been hypnotized to THINK he was a man, Mandy is saying she’s just there to “remind her how to be a woman.” Continue reading “Meanwhile…”

Brooke: The New You (Part III)

Mandy and I took advantage of Brooke’s bathroom break to have a quick strategic conversation about the next steps.

“You’re not going to tell him about faeries, are you?” she asked.

I shook my head. “No, I think that’d be a bit too much for him right now.”

“So what, then? A total sex change is a BIG thing. How are you going to explain that?”

Well, she had me there. I heard the toilet flush and the door open. Brooke was coming back. I’d just have to wing it.

“Sorry ’bout that,” Brooke said. “I’m… not sure what’s come over me. Look, bro, now that you’ve seen the spot I’m in, are you gonna help?” Continue reading “Brooke: The New You (Part III)”

My Crazy Life (Update)

Just a quick update for those of you who’ve been following my crazy life:

  • Morgan hasn’t hit on me in a bit over two weeks, but she’s constantly giving me that “vibe” that it’s going to happen again soon. She stares at me when she thinks I can’t see her, and sometimes, after looking me for a long time, she “excuses” herself and locks herself in her office. I can easily imagine what she’s doing in there.
  • No news from Meghan. Good riddance there. As for Brooke, he still leaves the occasional message, but I keep ignoring them.
  • Continue reading “My Crazy Life (Update)”

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