Almost four years ago, I fell in love for the first time--twenty-five years too late--and began an affair. Over the years, Kevin and I have met several times a week and email several times a day. I have kept almost all of the emails that I sent to him and that he sent to me. Along the way, there has been laughter and tenderness and heat...and heartache.

This blog is the posting of our daily emails. It chronicles the lives of two people over a four year period so far, and tells the story of our burgeoning love against the backdrop of New York City.

The names and addresses have been changed to protect the innocent; the rest is 100% real.

The daily update structure helps keep the blog as authentic as possible as well as living up to its title. It also strives to provide the reader with the kind of pleasure that a soap opera offers--a daily dose of voyeuristic fun.

Please begin at the beginning, otherwise, little will make sense.

Enjoy.




Friday, February 6, 2015

Crazy as Hell

Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 11:02 AM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

Good morning:

Did you take the day off to be with your mom today or are you at work? I hope you're having a pleasant day, a little humid but better than rain.

XOXOXO

Me
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 11:30 AM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX

Hello you,

I am home with my mom today.  We are hanging out in the yard with the paper and the cats.  We will grab lunch and then go to the Metropolitan.  She is cooking dinner tonight.  My blackberry is keeping me kind of busy.  It is humid.  We won't be able to walk around much because my mom is a little uncomfortable.  What are you up to?  Any luck with the mission statement?

Me
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 11:55 AM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

It sounds lovely. Good for you for taking the day off.

When all is good with us, everything can be handled in my life. I finished the mission statement, got it edited by my wonderful new cohort, Silia, and approved by the PA prez and vice-prez. Today, I'm putting together the email address list for the volunteers, all 26 of them, and sending out a "welcome" email that includes the invitation to lunch on Sept 28.

I'm going to go to the Met tonight and see the exhibit I told you about that will leave soon. I'm dropping Nadi off at the birthday at Dalton's gym at 5:00. So, you'll probably be back home by then getting ready for dinner, your mom making you get stuff. I love it : ) Enjoy your mom. I hope she'll cook something really yummy, although I'm sure it won't be yummier than you : )

XOXOXOXOXO

HFG
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 12:25 PM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX

Hey you,

I love you.  It is nice to hear that we improve your life.  That is what we are for.  It works that way for me too.  You are the best and hottest girlfriend.  By the way, I don't mean the royal we.  I just don't want to take credit.  It really is us being together, therefore "we", that makes this so great.

I might check that exhibit out too.  I am not sure what kind of legs my mom has.  Sometimes we just end up sitting in one of the cafes.

Great news about the mission statement.  You were afraid it was going to take forever.  Well done.  You have your shit together.  Just part of your general awesomeness.

Not as yummy as you either.  I am looking forward to my next taste.  Your boyfriend needs you bad.  He has some plans for you too.  Back to the point about you being the hottest girlfriend; that killer bod of yours is so great.  I love being naked with you.  It feels so great to just rub our bodies together. 

XOXOXOXOX

Crazy as hell for you,

SYB
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 1:01 PM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

"We" provide such nice things for each other: Breaks during the day, company and fun in the evening, and on some afternoons...I really have no words for that.  I love you, I love feeling your body against the entire length of mine. I can't wait to see you!!

Write me after dinner and tell me how the meal turned out.

Have fun!

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO

HFG
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 5:52 PM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX

Today was a bad day for the MET.  All of the exhibits were closed.  I should have checked the dates.  The cloud thing was closed because of the heat.  It was still fun though.  My mom seems to have enjoyed it.

I will write more after dinner.  I was just thinking about you and thought I would write.  I love you.  I want to see your beautiful face soon.  You are my HFG.

SYB
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 10:28 PM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

Oh, Kevin, I'm so sad. I slapped Nadi tonight in front of her friend, because she wouldn't stop insisting on going to the friend's (who can't afford anything better) summer camp, when I had just put down the deposit on the summer camp she likes for the third year. I don't even respect that summer camp, because they do nothing for the 3 weeks, but I figure since they're kids they should do nothing for at least 3 weeks. This camp her friend goes to is a farm camp and has a slaughter house section. It horrifies me. If it weren't for my husband, this would be a vegetarian household. I just can't stand the thought of killing, the moment that life is taken. When I'm stoned I often can't eat meat. And if I do, I have the decency to remember what's what.

I can't believe I slapped her, I'm so upset.
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 10:32 PM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

I thought about you the whole time I was at the exhibit. I'm not sure if it was appropriate for a mother son outing. Did you see it? It wasn't closed. I'm glad your mom liked the cloud thing, it's cool, but the inside can induce vertigo.

What did she cook for dinner? I forgot to tell you that there is a Fairway on 86th St. not far from the museum. 

I'll tell you about the exhibit later, when I can think more. I miss you, I wish I could be in your arms now.
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 10:53 PM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX

We didn't make it to the cloud thing.  It was closed due to heat.  She didn't go in to the exhibit. It was too crowded and hot.  She is having a lot of trouble with the heat.  She is overweight. She cooked scallops and sausage.  It was really good.  We also had corn.  I love corn.

I wish we could be together now too.  It is a bit tense here.  I would love to have some me time with you.

Slapping isn't good, but it is normal.  That is life.  I am sure you explained what's what.  A slaughter house is likely to reinforce your vegetarian lifestyle.  I am sure that is a horrific place.  Regardless, it is too late to make a change.  Question is moot.  Also part of life.  You love her, it will be fine.  It is camp.  You don't have to respect it.  She needs to learn to be away.  Small doses are the key.  Sweet dreams my love.  I have Roya on the brain right now.  You are my angel.

XOXO

SYB
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Fri, Sep 7, 2012 at 11:53 PM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

We didn't make it to the cloud thing.  It was closed due to heat.  She didn't go in to the exhibit.
I got that. I think that was a good thing. It has a lot of stairs and weirdly oriented spaces. I didn't realize a lot of the galleries were closed. I went to the Rodin and some pre-impressionists on the way to the photography one. It was really good, very small. I read every plaque. I like going to museums by myself. Nude photography first started as an aid to painters and sculptors, an alternative to paying a model. Some of the photographs were a little pornographic, some of the modern ones, the old ones were really cool. The surreal ones too. There was a hermaphrodite I couldn't make heads or tails of.  The nude was also used as a scientific tool and an anthropological one. It would’ve been fun to see it with you.

It was too crowded and hot.  She is having a lot of trouble with the heat.  She is overweight.
You always say that. How over weight is she? Like what's her weight compared to her height? Or how many pounds overweight?

She cooked scallops and sausage.  It was really good.  We also had corn.  I love corn.
I know you love corn : ) I'm glad the meal turned out well and you liked it.

I wish we could be together now too.  It is a bit tense here. 
I hope nothing you can't handle. Silent tension or verbal tension?

Slapping isn't good, but it is normal.  That is life.  I am sure you explained what's what.  A slaughter house is likely to reinforce your vegetarian lifestyle.  I am sure that is a horrific place.  Regardless, it is too late to make a change.  Question is moot.  Also part of life.  You love her, it will be fine.  It is camp.  You don't have to respect it.  She needs to learn to be away.  Small doses are the key.  
Thanks for listening to me : ) You're always there. I'm grateful for that.

Sweet dreams my love.  I have Roya on the brain right now.  You are my angel. : )
I love you. I miss you so much. Rest well my Kevin. You can sleep in tomorrow.

XOXOXOXO

HFG.

 

 

 

 

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