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Notes from Midnight [25 Thory 4261]

Actually it's somewhat after midnight, and I am so tired that I'm actually too tired to be exhausted.

I did go visit Ilottat tonight. He was in rather a whole bouquet of assorted unhappiness about our relationship being discovered, and being discovered to the extent that the Belweldies found out about it.

Fortunately it is not my fault.

Not that it couldn't have been my fault, as I admitted, for I have been less than perfectly careful. I am not the Grand Zi Ri of Espionage, Mistress of Disguises, after all. I have tripped up and let slip more than I should have done, once or twice.

This is quite fortunate. If I had not, I might have dismissed Ilottat tonight.

The specific instance is Ilottat's fault, though.

His room has three windows. They do have heavy drapes. But heavy drapes are only particularly useful if you remember to close them, which he almost always remembered.

But on the 20^th, when he wasn't really expecting me, he neglected to draw the curtains.

Apparently we provided quite a show of crying and copulation for a squad of silently cheering Orren and Cani, on the balconies of the apartment building across the street. This included most of the junior staff of the embassy.

He was distressed when he learned of it, from the junior staff of the embassy, a couple days ago.

I was less than wholly pleased myself. Indeed, I spoke quite sharply to him for almost six sentences.

Fortunately, he is quite cute when he cries, and he was obviously even more distressed about it than I was, so I forgave him. In the traditional way, of course. And we made sure to draw the curtains first.

Me:"Have you gotten any trouble, since you've been seen in a transaffectionate involvement?"

Ilottat:"I'm really not transaffectionate."

Me:"I know, sweetie. But have people harmed you at all?"

Ilottat:"A bit of teasing now and then."

And we discussed the invitation for tomorrow, and made lots of plans about it, none of which make any sense.

And I snuck back home -- it didn't feel right to just fly out his window, and maybe get cheered at by the neighbors -- and noticed how late it was, and so I am going to go curl up in a fire and ... um ... sleep late tomorrow morning, since I can.

Has this ever happened to you?

Comments

Well, I have been cheered by the neighbors, so to speak

[dakiwiboid.livejournal.com]

I went to a camping event with a newish lover, and we enjoyed one another so thoroughly that the people at a nearby campfire applauded us. (They were up late drinking and swapping stories, so it's not as if we disturbed them or anything!)

[redbird]

Applauded, no. I've had a lover's younger sister pick the (not very good) lock on said lover's bedroom door while she and I were naked and entangled.

[sianmink.livejournal.com]

oh my.

I guess you should hope none of the admiring crowd is an accomplished artist. the scandal!

[mortonfox.livejournal.com]

Has this ever happened to you?

Let me think about that...


Umm, no.

[kistaro]

Well, at least you don't have to keep cley stored back for Cloak of Another God...

[lysana.livejournal.com]

I have chosen my assignation spaces poorly, but I haven't been applauded when I thought I was in private.

[ladyperegrine.livejournal.com]

*giggles and is feeling slightly less-than-daring*

Nope. Never. Though perhaps there's still time.

[waywind.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. That's a pretty harsh way to be outed for having an unusual sexuality, especially in a situation when it needed to be kept secret... *wince*

Poor Illottat, I feel sorry for him. I don't like him very much, but this is a pretty awful situation for him to be in... I think he has a knack for understatement, and his life is going to get a whole lot worse pretty soon.

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

Er...

Yeah, kinda.

Idontwannatalkaboutit!!!

Happened....

[allessindra.livejournal.com]

When I was second in college, I lived in a small apartment with some good friends, another female and two males. The other female, having a full time job, got the choice bedroom -- a lovely 10 by 15 room where she could put her queen sized bed, and her dressers, and have a multi-level ferret cage for her two wee beasties to romp.

My room was 7 by 13, taller than it was wide, and filled with pipes. I put my mattress on the floor because that was the only way I could open the dresser drawers. I had a blanket over the pipe near the floor because it was too hot to sleep next to. (My cat, when reprimanded, would hide under it.)

This being a tiny apartment, and apparently originally designed as a doctor's office, the four main rooms all led into each other in a circle. Thus, my room and her room had a connecting door, complete with a glass transom over it.

There was only one air conditioner for the whole apartment, set into teh wall in the kitchen. THere were only three windows in the entire apartment, all of them blocked shut, and no way to put another a/c in. Thus, in the summer, we frequently had all the doors open, and fans directing the air through the bedrooms -- into hers, being right off the kitchen, and from there into mine, and then out again from my room into the living room.

One of the males was also my lover, and frequently slept in my bed, cause we used his room mostly as a library. (It did have a bed in it for when one or the other of us had other lovers over.)

One summer night he and I were lackadaisically doing *something* interesting, slowly and thoroughly, trying not to work up too much of a sweat. I'm sure my voice got a little... strained... as I commented on success or not, and requested changes, and just as I was reaching some heated crescendo, the voice from over the transom came through...

"You're not doing it right! She can still speak coherently!"

It took us quite a while to recover from the hysterical fits of giggles. and I didn't take my revenge for another 4 years.

[tuftears.livejournal.com]

Now you must charge for viewing the next time!

[yotogi.livejournal.com]

Ilottat:"I'm really not transaffectionate."

Um... Yeah. You are. Really. No, honest.