2. Thomas

I take another deep breath. What am I going to do now? How can I solve this problem? I look at the picture she sent me, run my hand through my hair, and leave it on the back of my neck. My fingers run along my neck as I try to think of a way out of this without doing more damage.

This girl seems determined, but I'm afraid of what she will do, maybe something stupid. My educator side tells me to take it easy until I can get around the situation and make her realize how impulsive she's being.

"Me: All right."

"Me: I'll think about it. I will let you know what I decide."

"Unknown: That's good."

"Unknown: I hope you accept."

She doesn't say anything after that.

I don't know what I do to make her change her mind. A girl doesn't need to start their sex life that way and needs to see it like I do.

I need to show her that.

"What the ****!"

I lean back against the couch and stand there for a while looking at the pizza, which is half-eaten now and will stay that way because I'm not hungry anymore.

I look for something interesting on TV to forget the last few minutes.

I don't know what disturbed me the most about this whole thing, if it was the fact that a girl offered her virginity to me out of the blue, or that picture, or if all this disturbance has to do with the fact that I haven't had sex in almost two months.

Melinda and I are not in the best phase of our engagement of more than four years.

She is a lawyer for a multinational company.

I would say full-time because we are not finding the time to go out, talk or even see each other.

I know we talked about it when she took this job a year ago, but I didn't think our schedules wouldn't match this way.

Which only gets more complicated for me when something like this happens.

I remember some girls sitting in a front corner who giggled when someone asked a question.

Maybe this girl was among them.

I also remember Miss Dawson earlier today.

She has a perfect pair of boobs.

But I'm not the type of guy to have affairs I never had.

I hope to keep this promise.

I decide to call Melinda. I want to get this feeling of guilt away from me for something I didn't do wrong.

"Hi, honey."

"Good evening."

She laughs and says:

"Thomas, it's 1:00 in the afternoon here in Tokyo."

I always forget that it's been almost a week since she traveled.

I hear some Japanese conversations in the background. Melinda says she needs to hang up because she is on duty hours.

I say:

"All right."

She seems to understand my disappointment and says:

"It's going to be a short time."

I answer back:

"I know."

She says:

"I'll talk to you later."

I preferred when she said: "I love you."

But she is a little rushed, so I say:

"Okay."

Back to the TV, a movie that doesn't hold my attention, and my cell phone. My fingers go to the gallery to see the last picture I got. I wish my blood wouldn't focus on one part of my body, but it does when my eyes are on that picture again and visualizing every inch of this body of a young woman I don't even know.

I throw my phone a safe distance away before I do something I will regret later.

Not only that, but I sleep on the couch my back makes it clear I will have a bad day if it's up to them.

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