COMPLICATED FRIENDSHIP

MARKO! POLO! (THE STORY)
IT HAD BEEN A VERY LONG DAY.
ENTERTAINING FRIENDS & FAMILY.
HE CAME BACK TO HELP CLEAN UP AT THE END.
I NEEDED TO SIT AND RELAX WITH A GLASS OF WINE.


BUT INSTEAD “WE” DECIDED ON SOMETHING A LITTLE STRONGER.
ON THE PORCH THAT NITE, ANITA BAKER CAME TO MIND.

HIS TRUCK PROVIDED THE SOUNDS.
IT WAS LATE AND THE DRINKS WERE STARTING TO TAKE EFFECT.
HOW SHOULD WE END THE NITE?
AT SOME POINT, WE ENDED UP BACK INSIDE THE HOUSE.
HE’S IN THE RED ROOM.
MARKO!

I’M HIDING.
POLO!
HIS VOICE SOUNDS SEXY BUT SCARY.
MARKO!
I’M THINKING OF MY CHILDHOOD HIDING SPOT.

POLO!
WHAT IS THE PRIZE FOR FINDING ME, YOU ASK?
ME!
HE’S GETTING CLOSER.
MARKO!
I’AM NERVOUS AND DRUNK.
POLO!
HE’S IN THE ROOM.
MARKO!
HE REACHES UNDERNEATH THE TABLE AND TOUCHES MY LEG.
I’AM EXCITED, NERVOUS, AND SO DRUNK.
HE WINS.
AND THEN THE TRUE NITE BEGINS.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!