Close Call

I know it's a small world and all, but this weekend was ridiculous. Tiny moved into a new apartment and she has a roommate...

Before I get into that, Beads came over Friday night. She left Saturday morning for vacation with one of her girlfriends and I offered her a ride to the airport. She conveniently withheld that her flight was at 7am until I had already committed her giving her a ride.

Saturday night I got drinks with Tiny. She just moved into a new apartment so I swung by there to see the new place. I would like to take some base readings on the cleanliness of the house. At move-in the kitchen and bathrooms are very clean. There are boxes all over the place, which is to be expected. Overall, I give the joint a 7 on the cleanliness scale, where 10 is operating room sterile.

At the bar Tiny and I had a conversation that went something like this:

T: I've known my roommate for a long time, from home, and it was just a good fit.
NN: Nice, did you go to high school together?
T: No, she's from the next town over, X (and named the town, a very small suburb in Ohio)
NN: Well, that's good, it's hard to find people to live with (thinking to myself: 'that town sounds familiar')

More random banter...

T: She just broke up with some guy, and her lease was up...

More talking...

NN: (thinking to myself: 'I think Kay was from that town. And I think they went to the same college')
T: You're kind of quiet, what's up?
NN: What did you say your new roommate's name was?
T: Kay

You've got to be shitting me.

The odds were pretty long that it was the same Kay, but there were also a lot of similarities. There is a six year age difference, but Kay and Tiny grew up in the same town, went to the same college, and Kay has a brother exactly Tiny's age. It was plausible that they knew each other. Also, Kay's lease is up right about now. No fucking way.

I wasn't sure how to handle the situation. The right words never came, and I'm certain I had a look on my face like I was constipated or something. I should have asked point-blank what her last name was, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It was like I seized up. I had a sudden hot flash and my brain went blank. Then, too long had passed for me to ask so it became even more awkward.

We got back to Tiny's house late and Kay was still out at a party. Tiny and I went to bed and had sex a bunch of times, though to say "I was distracted" would be a monumental understatement. There I am having wild spanking sex while my ex could be three feet away from me listening.

In the morning Tiny and I walked out of her room and Kay's bedroom door was shut. As I walked through the living room I looked for any sign that "Roommate Kay" could be "NN's Ex Kay", but they hadn't unpacked enough for me to tell. There weren't any pictures or anything else to say definitively one way or another.

As I reached for my coat I held up a giant black overcoat that was laying on top of mine and said to Tiny "Is Kay a big girl?". The coat was roughly 60% larger than my size. She said "No, not at all. I guess she broke in the new apartment last night too".

I finally said "Um, I know a girl Kay from your area, does your roommate have a brother who lives in DC?" I couldn't bring myself to say Kay's last name. Tiny said "No".

Woohoo, clear!

It was pretty bad there for a while. Lots of crazy thoughts rushed into my head. The idea that I was sleeping with a girl that could be Kay's roommate was...unsettling. I don't think I could have handled it.

Last night Tiny came over to my place for dinner and invited herself to stay over. I wasn't feeling well, and just wanted to get a good night's sleep. Tiny had other plans, though, and when I said "Well, it's getting pretty late, I think I'm going to hit the sack (worded exactly that way)", Tiny said "Yup, I'm pretty tired too. I'll meet you in there, I have to use the bathroom first."

I will chalk it up to a miscommunication.