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OMG! IT’S UNCLE LOUIE!
Dani 14
I left the party so fast that I barely stopped to grab my coat. Fortunately, I’d left it hanging on a hanger near the front door, instead of in a pile on a bed somewhere. I’d driven there in my own car, not wanting to be stuck longer than I had to be. With this complete and total mortification, I was glad I had.
To say that I was traumatized was an understatement. More like totally humiliated. I couldn’t imagine what I was thinking to do something like that. I didn’t even wear a small bikini to a beach and had a difficult time even being completely nude with my lover, yet there I was, doing a Sharon Stone for Uncle Louie!
Would I ever in my life be able to face him again? Be in the same room with him? The same house? The same fucking town?
“Never!”
I wondered if I could get a flight home tonight. I didn’t have to finish my master’s program on campus. I could finish up online. I didn’t need to walk with my class or any class. I could just go home. Sneak out tonight or tomorrow morning early, while Sarah was still sleeping.
Sarah? What would she think of me? She would probably hate me.
And Gianni’s family… they were so… religious.
Oh God, my thoughts were all jumbled up. Good thing my apartment was so close. If I had to truly concentrate on these slick roads for too long, I’d absolutely end up in a ditch.
Jonathan kept calling me, but I couldn’t talk to him. I could barely think, let alone speak to him about what just happened.
“Talk about carrying a game too far,” I said aloud once my street came up in front of me.
“Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!”
I’d felt so bold. As if I were a different person, a sexy, brave person, and where did it get me?
“Showing off your privates to Uncle Louie, that’s where! How will I ever live with this?”
“You’re not,” I answered. “You’re not ever going to have any contact with Jonathan again… ever!”
I decided right then and there that I was done with all this Shannon and Jonathan stuff. I didn’t want any part of it ever again.
“Oh my, God! Uncle Louie? Really?”
I pulled my car into my parking space, put it in park, turned off the ignition, and ran to my apartment, not wanting anyone to see me. As if the entire town knew what I’d done.
My phone rang again, but I turned it off this time. Yes, it was Gianni calling this time, but I couldn’t talk to him… couldn’t face him. How did I not know it was Uncle Louie sitting in that chair across from me? Why didn’t I recognize him without his glasses? Was I so caught up in the moment that it took his pulling out those big glasses for me to realize it was him? Do I have rocks for brains?
“Don’t answer that,” I told myself, as I unlocked my apartment door.
He kept calling and texting, both as Gianni and Jonathan, as if he was giving me the option of speaking to either one. I knew if I didn’t tell one of them something, Gianni might show on my doorstep and that would be worse… way worse.
I slipped out of my coat and let it fall on the floor. I pulled off my shoes and let those fall wherever as well. Once I got to my room, I slammed the door shut, wiggled out of my dress, slipped on the biggest pair of granny panties I owned, pulled on thick gray sweats over that, grabbed my phone, jumped in bed, and pulled the covers over my head.
Once again, a text came through… it was from Gianni this time.
Gianni:
Just tell me you’re okay. Please. Or I’m getting into my car, and I’m coming over.
I answered as myself.
Dani:
I need time to deal with this. Don’t come over.
Gianni:
