Mission Trip

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''Oh, just um, about Africa.'' ''Oh Africa is amazing, I mean, at least Kenya and Tanzania are.'' I met her gaze, ''You've been to Africa?'' ''Yeah, back in high school, I went on a mission trip.'' Oh, I thought, another holy saver of poor degenerate souls, lovely. After a pause, she continued, ''I mean, back when that was my scene. I went again after graduating and hit up Kilimanjaro.'' ''Oh, that's cool,'' I said. ''Must make life here seem a little boring, huh?'' ''Yeah well, we've all got to grow up sometime.'' She laid back on her towel and there was a long pause. I didn't know how to, nor if I should, break the pause. So, I asked her, ''Why do you like coming out here?'' ''Well: for the freedom, swimming, the sun on my skin,…show more content…
While we walked back to the car, Brayden looked at it, shrugged, and said, ''I guess some chicks are just into the shy, insecure thing.'' ''Yeah, yeah,'' I said. ''Shut up or Danny gets shotgun.'' # # # The first date went well. I found out that she worked at a rather upscale Mexican place called Los Reyes, grew up in northern Florida, had two sisters and a brother, and had experienced a falling out with her family over her ''life choices''. She invited me back to her place where the smell of pot laid over every object: the black leather sofa; the glass coffee table; the crystal wine glasses; the Polk Audio mahogany colored speakers; and when she came out of the bathroom, her pink lips. We made out on the sofa until she slid her hand down my khaki pants and fondled me. # # # ''And then we did it,'' I said, recounting the event to my roommates while we ate cheap, cardboard-esque pizza. ''Sweet,'' Brayden said through a slice pepperoni in his mouth. ''You gonna call 'er up again?'' ''That would be a first.'' Danny chimed in, ''You sir are too picky when it comes to girls.'' ''Chill out,'' I said. ''I'm going to call…show more content…
''I agree, that's pretty lame.'' ''Hey! I'm really trying to make it work with Jessica so if I to have walk through the whole thing just to tell her it was okay, then that's what's going to happen.'' ''How sweet,'' I said. I dropped my plate off in the sink, and went to my room. # # # The next month flew by, with the three of us busied by classes and me and Brayden occupied with our girlfriends. Being a bio-engineering grad-student, Danny turned into a kind of stray cat, at random times showing up, eating, and sleeping sporadically. Brayden became a slave Jessica's social and cultural appetite, forsaking the rowdy and whimsical running back I used to know. It was fine though; I had Alecia and we were going real steady. Although, I rejected every joint she offered me, every time we ended up back at her place, I let her know that I was cool with it and that I had simply grown out of it after high school. We talked about our dreams, but more so her dreams. To own her own restaurant, maybe in another country, though most likely in the states; to climb the tallest mountains in the world; to visit Barcelona, Paris, and Rome: I heard these and more. I offered up grad school and then maybe doing studies
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