Bed Partners

Insults

Tape 11, Side B

"You shouldn't have done that," Qing said after he shut the door of his condo.

I look at the clock on the wall. 10:30 pm. Fine, I still have half an hour to fight with him.

"After he insulted my mother? I should have broken a few beer bottles on his head," I fumed in annoyance. "What? My mother did a good job? Wow...some people are really out to annoy the life out of me. I am aging here!" I didn't realized that my tone is getting louder.

"Hey," Qing came to hold my shoulder. "Relax," he caressed my shoulders and neck.

I stared up at him, "Is that guy really rich? Why did he asked you to shoulder half of that party's bill? And why do I have this feeling that he hates you or at least angry at you..."

"Because he is angry at me," Qing said.

My eyebrow shot high, "Why?"

Qing sighed then shrugged, "For things that are hard to explain. You should not worry about it."

In short, I don't have the right to know. Got it. I nodded and kept my face neutral but Qing still saw that I took it to heart.

"It has something to do with my fiancee," Qing reluctantly parted that information. "And that's all you need to know. Now, let's have a quick wash and sleep. I am tired."

We showered together. To conserve time and hot water. He may or may not have feel me up and I may or may not have tried to entice him with a blowjob but ended up letting him give me a handjob while I gave him one as well. That may or may not happen, depending on how morally righteous I feel.

So yeah...

After the warm shower, we dried our hairs using the dryer that I brought. A spare. My Mama has a nicer hair dryer in her place that I moved in and I am using it. This dryer, instead of giving it away or putting it in garage sale, I brought it to Qing's condo so I have a dryer in his place.

I sleep here at least twice a week now. Sometimes, he will sleep in my place. Things are steady between us.

"Your fiancee, when will she be back?" I casually ask while drying his hair.

"I don't know. She messaged me, her shooting is still on going. I guess it's a long movie."

"How long has she been gone?"

"Four months now," Qing replied.

Four months? That's one third of a year now. Wow. I squinted at Qing's hair and took a step away from him. "She has been gone for long now, is that why you have two condoms in your wallet?"

"What?" He turned around and stood up from the chair where he sat while I am drying his hair. "You..."

"Why?" I turn the hair dryer off and out it down on the chair. "Did you friends lied? One condom, one woman? Your stamina is legendary? I think that's applies to ladies only. You don't last when you are with me."

"It's because you are an incubus..."

"Hey!" I exclaimed, but then I stopped, "Although being compared to an incubus is cool," I blinked as I think of something negative about that.

Qing smiled, "Sure, it's true, I have a reputation of being a one condom, one woman or whatever nonsense that is. I am not proud. But I am not sleeping with a lot of people right now. I only have two condoms on my wallet..."