Tripping on Tears by Day Rusk Read Free Book Online

from us, nor did they encourage us to engage in it. For decades, no, forget that, for centuries, men and women have tried to control sex and sexual urges. Let’s face it, sexuality is a natural thing; inherent in all of us. It just happens, and sexual thoughts and urges just happen, whether you want them to or not. Hell, I remember when I first started realizing I was interested in girls and no longer thought they had the cooties.”
    “The cooties?” she asked, smiling.
    “Oh, yes, it’s a proven fact on the playground that girls have the cooties. It wasn’t like we all didn’t know that growing up. The last thing you wanted to catch on the playground was girl cooties. We didn’t know if they had a cure for it.”
    “Really? And what were the symptoms.”
    “Don’t know,” I smiled. “I was fast and smart. Never caught them, nor did any of my friends. We spent a lot of time trying to avoid the girl cooties, and then one day, everything changed, and suddenly we did everything we could to get caught and become infected. We went from running away from the girls to chasing them - the natural progression for a young man as he develops sexually. It’s instinct and can’t be stopped; which is what parents strive to do all the time – stop the natural order of things.”
    “For my parents those natural instincts threatened to get my sister and me pregnant, if they weren’t diligent about trying to control them,” she said.
    “Were either one of you the type to just sleep around?” I asked.
    “Not me. My sister, well, she could be a little wild, but, no, not to that extent, I don’t believe.”
    “So they needn’t have worried. As for your Dad, however, I’d have definitely worried about any pimply-faced boys who came around looking to take you out on a date. The little bastards probably had only one thing in mind.”
    “I take it you talk from experience?” she said.
    “Damn right,” I admitted. “I had only one thing on my mind, but was too young and stupid to know that I didn’t know what the hell I was doing if I was given a chance to act upon it. We were obsessed with sex, but to tell you the truth, it was intimidating and scary at the same time. But forget sex. What I was saying about trying to control things you can’t, like sex and sexual urges. Parents and others have tried to do that for centuries, and now, what you’re saying is they’re trying to control love.”
    The look on her face told me everything. I was now in dangerous waters.
    “No, no, no. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying love, like I’m in love with you or anything. This is our first date. That’d be a little creepy. Just love in general,” I clarified.
    She smiled. Possibly the waters were receding – a reprieve.
    “Love is an intangible. What brings it about? There are people you like in life, but love, well that’s a whole different thing. I’ve been out on dates with women that I’ve asked out because I was attracted to them. Half way through those dates, I knew I didn’t want to be on that date. The attraction was there, but that was all. And after I got to know them, talk to them, find out a bit about their personalities, what they thought, or how they thought, then the attraction wasn’t really there after all. Love is hard to find. It can’t be controlled, and what your parents and others like them are trying to do is, well, it’s unnatural.”
    “I’ll make sure to let them know that,” she said. “Right now, I’m kind of glad you didn’t pick me up and meet my Dad.”
    “Believe me, it’s rough at first, but eventually they’ll come to love me.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “I should also point out another thing, while we’re on this topic. Western parents, white parents, they’re not too fond of the idea of their teenage daughters dating, going out with boys and potentially becoming pregnant, also. It is kind of frowned upon as well.”
    “Well I made it through my teenage years