Past, Present and Future

A Deadly Mistake

Well, I'm alone on a Saturday night so I guess I'll head out to dinner-alone and see if something interesting comes along. 

I walk into the nearest bar and see Eric there. I'm a bit surprised  since he's usually attached to Gene. "Hey Eric." I call. 

"Bruce! Hey! Come sit with me!"

As I slide into the booth, I swear Eric's tipsy already. 

"I'm on my first one." he says, as if he read my mind.

We wind up getting dinner and several drinks. Lord, I'm not a strong drinker so it doesn't take me very long to get buzzed. I don't know what Eric ordered us, but wow! 

"Shay Eric. I wanna go  home with you." I slur out, immediately realizing my mistake and turning bright red. "Ummm, I mean I should go home, alone."

I go to slide out of the booth and land on the floor, too drunk to move. Sitting there, I start to say something as Eric picks me up and puts me on my feet. "Sit here until I get back." he warns. 

After what seems like forever, Eric comes back and pulls me to my feet. "We are going to a hotel so you can sleep it off." 

"Aw, I wanna sleep with you." I whine. "Not by myself." 

"Bruce Kulick! Shut up!" hisses Eric as he puts me in his passenger side and shuts the door. 

We get to the chosen hotel and he drags me to the elevator. I don't know if he's mad at me or surprised so I stay quiet. When we get to the room, he shoves me inside and shuts the door. To my surprise he's already chugging down a mini bottle of tequila. 

Somehow we manage to drink the entire refrigerator contents of tequila. I fall onto the bed next to Eric and start laughing. He joins me as the room starts spinning. We wind up under the covers soon, me wanting one thing and Eric something else. 

I become a full blown diva, having a temper tantrum when Eric refuses to kiss me or even touch me. I will regret this in the morning but right now I'm sulking. 

"Bruce, you are wasted! The answer's no! I'm not taking advantage of a drunk virgin no matter how bad I find you attractive!" snaps Eric. 

My deadly mistake was to have gotten so drunk I just throw up all over him shortly. Between a raging hangover and an upset stomach, I feel awful in the morning.

As sweet as Eric is, he feeds me ginger ale and crackers before helping me to the bathroom so I an shower the next morning. I hope Gene and Paul don't hear about this.