Sneaky Little Boys

June 14, 2013

 

Even though I checked in with Mrs. Richard several times last night and asked Graham repeatedly if I needed to be home at a certain time, I was still worried Mrs. Richard would be upset with me for coming in so late. Much to my surprise, she seemed to be very pleased that I had such a great time. Once Graham got home, she sat us down and explained to me my options for the day. One option was to join Mrs. Richard, D, and Peyton on a kayaking venture, and the other was to hang with Graham and meet up with a couple of his girl friend’s whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. Graham and I had a blast last night, but I didn’t want him to feel like he was forced to hang out with me so I was hesitant to accept the offer to tag along. When Mrs. Richard left the room to get ready, Graham told me not to feel obligated to go kayaking with his mom and that I was genuinely welcome to come hang with him and his friends. It wasn’t that I felt obligated to go kayaking with Mrs. Richards; I’m sure it would have been a blast, but with a sincere invite from Graham, I decided to hang with him instead.

I’m not positive of the reason, but we didn't end up being able to hang out with the girls, so Graham took me to a neighborhood called Tchefuncte, a beautiful area which the Tchefuncte River runs throughout. He and I went to sit on a dock within the neighborhood while we chatted about everything under the sun. After that we went to check out the country club and golf course which was also located in the neighborhood and ran into David, one of Graham’s friends who resides there. David joined Graham and me as we sat and looked out over the immaculate golf course.

Dock side with Graham- Covington, LA

 

After a text conversation between Timmy and Graham, our plans were made to go back over to Timmy’s for the evening. We departed from David and headed over to Timmy’s where Will had already arrived. I assumed we would have a night similar to the one before, short of the adventure walk through the forest (hopefully), but little did I know, Timmy had asked his parents if I could stay over. Huh? As soon as Graham and I were introduced to his parents, his mom exclaimed to me, “Oh, you’re the couch surfer!!” “Yes! Yes, I am!” I responded, feeling cool knowing Timmy had shared my trip details with her. She told me to follow her, so into the house I went. It caught me off guard when she started showing me around and telling me where everything was located that I might need for the night. I had my own room with a large bed and private bath. This was all awesome and very kind of her, but I was so confused! It was news to me that I was staying over, but SHE seemed to know all about it. Before we walked out back to join the boys, I thanked her for her generosity, but explained to her I thought she was referring to my trip when she recognized me as the couch surfer, not the girl that would be sleeping on HER couch. That’s when she filled me in that Timmy had asked earlier on in the day if it would be okay for a girl to spend the night. Ah, now things are starting to make sense. Sneaky little boy. Since the game plan for the night was to build a fire and enjoy a couple beers, I didn’t immediately turn down the offer and figured I would make the decision as to whether or not I would stay when that time came later in the night.

We, well, the boys, I should say, built up the fire out on Timmy’s property next to the river and set up chairs for us to gather around. Nothing too crazy happened tonight. It was a mellow, relaxing time, with stories and jokes and music and beer. We stayed by the fire until 3 in the morning before we headed inside. Since it was already so late, I figured it would be a better idea to crash at Timmy's rather than cause a commotion walking back into Mrs. Richard's house. Will put on a scary movie, but before we could even catch a good scream, everyone passed out.