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Temptation Waits like a Wolf in Sheep's Clothing ___2004-01-24 - 12:16 a.m.

Temptation.

It is a powerful force that can drive us humans to do the improbable. It whispers like a lusty lover into our ears... coaxing, enticing, and, to be blunt, drowning is in our desire.

What, pray tell, drew me in to this dull roar and left me so hot and bothered?

Temptation.

Like Destiny, Temptation wears many faces. Tonight, he was a man. Clad in black shirt, black pants, and an uptown leather jacket, he sat their smiling. His short sleeve shirt gave hint of a tatoo on his toned bicept.

He was sitting with Naomi, the currently off-duty bartender of the bar 3.5 miles from my home. Though they shared a pizza and a pitcher of beer, she later revealed that she just met him.

He looked farely impressed when I was asked to tell Naomi what made the Green Austin America and the White Innocenti Mini Minor my friend owns different. (Note: They're BOTH Minis) Of course, I had to tell Naomi that the Innocenti was my first car that I drove. (Around age 8, I think) What makes raised eyebrows so enticing?

Naomi, while extremely friendly, can be... hyper. She wanted me to join them in a game of Sorry. (Yes, the board game. Regular rules. No stripping involved. *lol*) I did. When he was away for a moment, she told me that if I wanted something other than soda to drink I could have it. I looked at her like she was nuts.

I'm only 20.

At least I had the excuse that I was the designated driver. One illegal drink couldn't hurt, Temptation whispered.

I stuck with my Pepsi.

During the game, I was... flustered. This man, Temptation embodied, was actually nice and fun to be around. More fuel for the fire. My control was slipping.

How many times did I reapply my lipgloss after licking my lips dry? I lost count. Were my breast emphasised when I crossed my arms? Probably. Was it obvious as I coyly toyed with my amber necklace on a silver chain? Definitely.

As I learned from my experiences with Aaron, simple card or board games can be more satisfying that foreplay. Conversation can be just as exciting.

While she was away putting on some background music, he asked me if I had been to any Avs games this year. (I, as usual, was wearing my Colorado Avalanche jacket with the "A" over my heart) I said, regrettibly, no. He had been last week. As in, the game last friday when they played the Dallas Stars? Yes. Final score 4-1, Avs. May I go with you next time? I thought. Tempting. Very Tempting. Want to touch my "A?"

Converstation, however, can more often be like a cold shower.

Naomi didn't remember my name. I didn't feel offended. I was lucky to remember hers. And then his...

Zack.

Temptation waits like a wolf in sheeps clothing.

Or was it Zach? What a nice smile he wore.

Conversation reveals more than a photo ID. He and Naomi are both out of college.

The only way our paths WOULD cross is in a game.

Though probably disguised in his mid to late twenties, he could easily have been closer to 30. That's getting too close to my brother's range.

Two rounds of the game came and went. It was nice to meet you.

And you too, Zack.

It was tempting. I wanted to go back. I wanted to have a drink. At the least, I wanted to dance as the band began to play. I wanted to feel... Wanted. Sexy. Free. Alive.

But I went home.

Now, I'm home and in my pjs checking my email.

And an email from my boyfriend sits in my inbox.

Both Destiny and Temptation were testing me tonight.

When I am finished here, I will read what my boyfriend has to say that might very well be an apology. I hate fighting. I will see him tomorrow at work and have an nonweighed down conscience. For I did nothing wrong. Wanting is not the same as doing. I will most likely stay the night with him and enjoy what I have... instead of that which I do not.

And I hate tempting destiny.

I hope Naomi has fun tonight. And if it's with Zack, let him be one of the rare "nice" guys and not a creep. At the least, maybe they can be friends. If they look "together" maybe the creeps will leave them alone.

Now, for you, I offer this song that I haven't listened to in a long while.

~~~

"Temptation Waits" by Garbage

~

I'll tell you something.
I am a wolf, but...
I like to wear sheeps clothing.
I am a bonfire.
I am a vampire.
I'm waiting for my moment.

You come on like a drug.
I just can't get enough.
I'm like an addict coming at you
For a little more.
And there's so much at stake.
I can't afford to wait.
I never needed anybody like this...
Before.

I'll tell you something.
I am a demon--
Some say my biggest weakness.
I have my reasons;
Call it my defense.
Be careful what you're wishing.

You come on like a drug.
I just can't get enough.
I'm like an addict coming at you
For a little more.
And there's so much at stake.
I can't afford to wait.
I never needed anybody like this...
Before.

You are a secret.
A mere posession.
I like to keep you guessing.

You come on like a drug.
I just can't get enough.
I'm like an addict coming at you
For a little more.
And there's so much at stake.
I can't afford to wait.
I never needed anybody like this before...

When I'm not sure what I'm living for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
(When I'm not sure who I am)

When I'm not sure what I'm living for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
(When I'm not sure who I am)

When I'm not sure what I'm living for
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
When I'm not sure what I'm living for...

~~~

~~Duo no Tsuin