Paul McCracker

John

*Tape starts again* Where... where did I leave this yesterday? Hum, Rigo, Faulina... oh, sure, John. John Lennon.

The day after Ringo and I talked about the possible death of our relationship, we received some visitors in our home, a short Asian woman with black hair that always had a white hat on and a man, a tall man with incredibly hot monkey features and green hair. Maybe he was not attractive, or nice, or neither sociable at all, but something about him made me fall for him. Fall very hard. 

-What a lovely house, Ringo- said John.

-AaaAAahHhhH- said Yoko with that unusual voice of hers. 

-And what a lovely partner you have there-John said looking straight at me with his brown eyes.

-Oh, yes, Paul is the best, just look at those eyes!- Ringo answered hugging me closer, but I just tried to hide my face in his chest because I was blushing. John was flirting with me... but why? He had Yoko, and I had Ringo... I guess we just wanted that thing that we both know that we can't have. 

Ringo and Yoko spent almost all the day talking about something, but I don't know what, and I didn't  care, either. All I could think about was John, and how he tried to flirt with me all day long. And the way Ringo didn't notice a thing. 

Somewhere around eight pm, we were both alone in the living room.

He smiled and I smiled back, nervously.

-Paul, I think that we should...

Then I stopped him, I had to shut him up... with a kiss. A passionate and long kiss. 

What was I thinking about? I have no idea, I kind of feel a hole in my stomach while I am thinking about what happened, but I swear, I swear to God that I don't regret a single thing. 

When we stopped kissing, I led John to my bedroom, and we started to kiss again, but now lying in my bed. The bed I shared with Ringo. 

-John, we shouldn't be doing this, we should go downstairs and...

-Paul, Paulie, come on, you want this just as much as I do... just... let it flow- John replied, pressing his soft chimpanzee lips against mine and pushing me to the bed softly.

We stayed like that for some minutes, then he took his shirt off and I did the same right after. 

I didn't think about what Ringo would say or think about me, or the fact that I left Faulina alone all day long... I just wanted to be there with John, with our skin touching and our lips moving fast but intensely. I felt a wild sensation of excitement crawling through my body, and I could not stop at the time, even if I wanted to.

I played with his hair while he was doing the rest, and I never thought that something big and dangerous might happen next... I never thought that getting pregnant again was a possibility. And now... I was carrying John's kid, with no idea of what to do next.

*Tape stops recording after a sigh*