I saw them as I entered the restaurant to have breakfast. They were the only ones there on a slow, quiet Wednesday morning. They both wore the prerequisite blue pants that was the uniform of the trainers at the gym. I was more familiar with the one on the right; he was the shy, quiet type, dark-skinned and sporting a crew cut. Let’s call him Crew Cut. The one on the left was fairly new; I think this was just the second time I saw him. Let’s call him Newbie. They’re the kind of trainers who are not the uber-popular or noisier ones, but are still skilled enough so that they get their fair share of clients.
They were seated beside one another, not across each other. D and I also do that occasionally whenever we go out, but maybe I was too hungry that time that I didn’t make a big thing out of it. The restaurant’s layout forced me to take a table alongside them. This turned out to be a good thing; I can surreptitiously glance sideways at them without them noticing me. And while waiting for my order to arrive, I did just that.
OMG. Is that Crew Cut’s right hand resting on Newbie’s left thigh?! They were talking in normal tones, but their distance made it difficult for me to eavesdrop on their conversation; something about flight arrangements, it seems. I realized that with me seated near them, they may decide to lower their voices, so I plugged my iPod earphones in my ears and pretended I was listening to music when in fact my iPod was off.
Once in a while I’d steal a glance at them. Yup, I was very sure Crew Cut’s hand was moving up and down Newbie’s thigh, with an occasional pat and squeeze. I noticed Crew Cut had a ring on his finger, so I looked at Newbie’s right hand. Ooh, he’s wearing a matching ring! I had to look away again and concentrate on my food because I didn’t want them to get suspicious.
After a few minutes, I noticed there was movement in their direction. I couldn’t resist and glanced again.
Oh. Em. Gee! Newbie had reached over and was offering Crew Cut a spoonful of his food.
I nearly did a backflip with a twist.
A few minutes later, they were playing with each other’s rings. Awww. Hongswit-swit nomon!
The next time I bump into Crew Cut in the sauna I’ll wink knowingly at him, hihihi.
4 comments:
style ko din yan, kunyari nakikinig sa ipod, pero nakatigil ang music para makapag-eavesdrop. hehehe
sweet nila
Every time I encounter scenes like that, I just concentrate on my food or whatever it is I'm doing. However, like you, i let my imagination soar to the highest of heights. Hey, it's what being gay is for - an over-excited sense of thrill. Hahahaha!
@PALMA: I didn't need my imagination; they were doing it right there eh. Kaya nga "confeeearmed!"
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