Note: This series is written two months after-the-fact.
Currently, Troy is somewhere out there on the vast blue-green seas, not due to return
until late September at the earliest. Is it over between Robyn and Troy? You be
the judge…
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Fri 4/25/14
"Thank you for the best two minutes of my life!" Troy jests, the morning after the granny panties debacle.
She smiles and asks, "When do you leave?"
"I won’t know until right
before, but this could be it. Maybe Friday." Troy looks serious.
Shit, Robyn says to herself. Stay calm. "Can I see you one more time before you go?"
Troy takes out his pocket calendar, flips
the pages, and they decide on a Wed night rendezvous.
Mon 4/28 Troy tells Robyn that his relatives are coming to town Wed. to surprise him. His Mom told him, knowing that Troy has been spending
time with Robyn. Does Troy's Mom know that their time has involved having… a look at Matt’s
Mom’s granny panties? She wonders.
Troy
promises to see Robyn this eve. “Matt’s having a big shindig at the condo.
Some of them might spend the night. It’s not going to work at my place.” Robyn tells Troy they will have to be quiet at her place, because
she has roommates. "You can't be your loud and naughty self," he teases. "Oh, another thing, I can't stay the night. I have too much to take care of tomorrow morning."
Disappointments piled on, Robyn shakes it off, because she wants a few more minutes. And he's handsome. And she wants a few more minutes, but we already mentioned that.
Troy arrives. He wants to go for drinks.
He always does. They’re different that way. Robyn agrees, since it increases her odds of getting a few more
minutes in. And by “in,” she means that literally.
At Park Avenue Pub, a dive bar half a mile from Robyn's:
"Since this is
my last chance before you leave, tell me that story again about when you jumped ship and survived. I
have to write about it."
“That’s so lame,” he scoffs. “Alright, but if you’re going to
write about it, you have to get it right.” Troy proceeds to expel details. A wide eyed, enthusiastic Robyn scribbles notes on
the backs of business cards that she pulls out of her purse. Her scribblings include: “For $100, totally
hammered, he jumped ship, anchored in Caribb. Alarm soundd ‘Man
overboard!’ Strong winds pushd him 2 anchor chain. Lucky bastard! Climbed chain
ladder, 2 lower levels, 2 room waist high in grease, ran thru ship tracking
grease, took rm key outta pocket & tossed clothes in trash, ran naked in
circles so they wouldnt trail him. Found rm.
Showered, dressed in tux 4 job as waiter on ship, Captain’s men knocked on door. ‘Are you Troy Alvarado?’ He said ‘yes.’ ‘Did you just jump overbrd?’
‘No, I dont kno what youre talking abt. I was showering 4 work.’
They believd him & left. Capt called 4 him days later. Asked
how he did it. Capt said, ‘For the pure audacity, u can keep job. Don’t let it happen again.”
Sex scene: Hey, where's the sex? You blinked in the last four minutes, didn't you? Sorry you missed it! She almost did too, if it's any consolation.
Robyn and Troy lay in her bed, comforter pulled up to hide nakedness from viewers. She rests her head on his chest, as he strokes her back.
"I'd say that was a good four minutes," Troy remarks.
"I was thinking the same. Yeah, twice as good as last time." She lifts her head and smiles at him. Troy reciprocates.
"I'll double the staying power every time."
"Promises, promises," Robyn chides. There's a pause before she says, "I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too."
Stay tuned for one more segment, the "goodbye." Is it over??
FOUR???
ReplyDeleteYou need chocolate. Lots of it. Eat it for me?
Doubling the time each time sounds like a pretty good deal ;-)
ReplyDeleteFour minutes? I like to think positive, but I'm guessing it's over. The guy does not have staying power...
ReplyDeleteChocolate Alert! I am not a relationship expert or anything, but I do read a lot of romances I think I am going to agree with Alex. It sounds like he has trouble with commitment issues. :/
ReplyDeleteIf the time continues to double, by day five I'd need a time-out.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first read this, I thought he was a sailor and wondered why he would dress in a tux while underway. Duh, Elsie!!
ReplyDeletelol to the doubling. Hmmm over it may be, not getting a good vibe
ReplyDeleteI hope you got a lot of foreplay, at least. Four minutes, my goodness.
ReplyDeleteNo, you're right, Elsie. I failed to mention that was years ago...he worked as a waiter. He was in the navy, now in the merchant marines. I guess he's a "sailor". Does that title apply to anyone on the ocean? I dunno.
ReplyDeleteOh my, okay...well, you people are smart. That's all I got right now. Yep, all I got a few months ago too...4 minutes.
Excuse me. Chocolate calls!
Hugs,
xoRobyn
I've got a feeling four minutes is quite long for a sailor. Rationing the time you spend on each activity becomes second nature if shore leave is limited. I hope you get the chance to do it with him on a ship. It should last longer if no one gets seasick.
ReplyDeleteI don't want it to be over because I'm enjoying the stories that it's giving rise to (sorry, bad pun) so much!
ReplyDeleteI just want you to know- I can't even find my underwear because I have yet to unpack from vacation (see, you thought I was going to be naughty!), my yard looks like a hay field, and I just waded through the stack of mail from my two weeks away this morning. BUT! I still had to run to the blog to see what's up (or not) with your tale of tail.
ReplyDeleteI say, give the man a break. So much performance pressure and really can you ever hold it against a guy for being an eager beaver? With that I will go. ;)
Maybe if he skipped the drinks, he could make it for more than four minutes--just a thought. :\
ReplyDeleteHave some chocolate for me too while you're at it. :)
Instead of the "mathematical progression", you should go for "Exponential progression" That way you an take out a whole quarter hour next time!
ReplyDeleteAre you at least keeping in touch while he's gone? I have a friend who was a merchant marine and he would email us his ship email addy so that we could keep in touch while he was gone.
ReplyDeleteAnd the suspense continues... Meanwhile, there's plenty of time for eating chocolate. And ice cream. And chocolate with ice cream...
ReplyDeleteAwe, when my hubby turns into a 2 minute man, I just take it as a compliment. I must be fan-freakin-tastic for him to lose control lol.
ReplyDeleteJust consider yourself a sex goddess ;)
GB, you have a point. But don't sailors get cabin fever and thus enhanced stamina?
ReplyDeleteDaisy, yeah, I friend suggested that. It's kind of a catch-22, though. He's too nervous without boozing it up. I didn't mean that literally, but it works.
CW, I like the idea of exponentialism. But is it legal?
Well, JoJo, the final segment will answer that all important question.
Martha, and ice cream with chocolate.
Theresa, we are all sex goddesses in that case. Right? And that we are!
Thank you, sillies.
xoRobyn
Goodbye? Say it ain't so. Say, my Blogger Dashboard isn't working so I'm not receiving notification of posts. I'm still posting on MWF even if you don't receive a notice. Take care.
ReplyDelete=( So sad. I hate goodbyes, even if they're only temporary. Eagerly awaiting the next installment...
ReplyDeleteOh and Robyn, I'm tagging you in the Writing Process hop.
Doubles it every time? You need a time machine to take you at least 6 months into the future. xD
ReplyDeleteSomething tells me the next installment will be a tear-jerker... :)
ReplyDeleteI hope it isn't a "good-bye." Just a "seeya later" kinda thing, with delicious promises.
ReplyDeleteI hope the disappointment dose not last to long.
ReplyDeleteDoes the four minutes include foreplay, or does he just whistle while he works, so it's an all inclusive kind of thing? Maybe you need to wear more layers. This is what happens when you read the ending first. Sorry Robyn.
ReplyDeleteJulie
I realize that I am late to this party and read the next post before this one. Since my Reading List has been non-functional, I haven't been keeping up well.
ReplyDeleteMaybe when he gets back (if he calls and you decide to see him again) you can go for several times in a row. I have a Very Distant Memory that going again and again made it last longer. Here's to hoping!!!
i had this one guy repeatedly tell me that if we EVER got it on, he could last eight - count em (8) hours. needless to say, he didnt. if he lasted three - count em (3) minutes - that was good. so your four - count em (4) minutes is good. LOL!! fantastic post and good reading. awaiting for the "mr. goodbye" part. cheers!!
ReplyDeleteBah humbug. I agree with everyone else, chocolate!! That's such a let down...
ReplyDeleteI just don't know what to say.
ReplyDeleteYou poor, poor woman.
I like CW Martin's suggestion! ;)
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