He took me along to Portland when he went to go see the Rolling Stones with a friend of his that he called Just.A.Girl. He took a little side trip to make a surprise visit with a woman he called Addict. She seemed to be a nice lady, but with a strange fascination for sharp, pointy surgical instruments. And it looked like she was trying to draw her own OsShirt all over her body. But he seemed happy to meet her, so that was a good thing.
And then it happened. The local college team was playing for their 4th consecutive national football championship in Tennessee, and he decided to go. Better yet, he decided to drive! And I got to join him!! He got to meet Tish the night before the football game. They got to eat at Hooters (didn't get to go there...) and came back to get ready for the football game the next day.
Then something weird happened. One minute I'm packed away in his bag, and the next, I'm being worn. And not by the big guy! I sort of liked this! A different set of curves to follow, and she smelled a whole lot better. I'm not sure, but this may have been an omen. I LIKED being worn by someone else. This might have been the spark that I needed to start my own adventures!
I didn't get to go to the game, either, but there was a party that night in Nashville with a bunch of his blogger buddies. And I got to meet them all in person! I'd seen them on the computer, but this was totally different! Lots of people, lots of beer, lots of laughs, lots of pictures.
Things were different after that. In a good way. He seemed to have a smile on his face more often, and I started thinking back to the girl that wore me. It tingled my buttons. If there were just some sort of way that I could enjoy that experience again...