Qing's Tape 3, Side A
Qing: I finally found someone.
Dra.Yen: Who? A new business client? Aren't you working too hard? Or is this someone connected to your political agenda?
Qing: No. This one is different.
Dra.Yen: How different?
Qing: I want to bed him.
Silence. Then coughing.
Dra.Yen: (clearing of throat) Yes. Sorry for that. Are you saying...you like to have sex with...him? A guy?
Qing: Yes.
Silence once more.
Qing: You should stop looking at me like you are shock out of your wit. You are a doctor. Add some dignity in our profession...
Dra.Yen: Okay, first, you are not a psychologist, Dr.Wang. You deal with numbers not humans. Second, you are weird. Third, we have known each other for over eight years now, and this is the first time you are saying that someone got your attention enough for you to want to bed them.
Qing: Did you really just called me weird?
Dra.Yen: Who is it? Who is this person you want to bed down?
Qing: (sounding amused) I don't want to talk to you anymore.
Dra.Yen: I will kill you.
Qing: (laughing) Ah, you have threatened me with that a thousand times already. Music to my ears.
Dra.Yen: You make me question my sanity. Who is the world likes to be a President of the country because he thinks he cannot do anything else? You are a doctor in Mathematics, you can teach...
Qing: I will fuck up those kids if I teach them. And I will hate teaching.
Dra.Yen: Yes. Most probably. But you have this consulting thing. You are excellent on it. You got richer just by sitting here with me. You are even richer than me.
Qing: I've always been richer than you. I am a Wang.
Dra.Yen: I would feel offended if not for the fact that you state that one logically and not to insult me and my bank account.
Qing: I always speak logically.
Dra.Yen: Whatever.
Qing: Are you allowed to say that juvenile word? You are old already.
Dra.Yen: Oh my God. Wang Qing!
Qing: (laughing) You are fun to tease.
Dra.Yen: I should have not taught that trick to you. Saying blunt things then laughing to show people you are teasing them but in actuality you are stating you logical conclusion on them.
Qing: And I am grateful. That trick was about the only thing you gave me that prove to be useful.
Dra.Yen: Are you teasing me again?
Qing: No.
Dra.Yen: (sighing) I thought so too. So back to your dream of being a President...
Qing: I told you...it will challenge me. I have to continue challenging myself or I will go bored and think too deep again. You know what happened when I think too deep. I hurt myself.
Dra.Yen: And we don't want that. That is why I suggested you get a hard degree. To challenge yourself.
Qing: Math is not that hard.
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Bed Partners
FanfictionA story of a guy and the man he is regularly sleeping with. They are fuck buddies. (Warning: It's racy. Sexual terms and words might be repeatedly said. Don't say I didn't warn you.)