Alpina's blog post - No Sex in the City

Yesterday afternoon I went through town with Beatrix, my friend. It was so beautiful when it got dark and all the many lights went on - we had actually wanted to buy a few things but ended up walking and talking about ourselves and our lives - she told me of her family and I had to mention Phillip. Beatrix smiled and said I sounded as if I was finally ready for real committment after all these years. They had gone this way years ago.

I had no idea what the plans for the evening were, so I was surprised and so very pleased when the whole crowd had gathered at their place when we arrived: we were all the nine friends who had shared a house during the time of my studies. I had been with them for about two years. Three couples had formed later and eventually got married - Alex is gay and a part time actor, and Leon is a teacher like me, in a similar school somewhere in the densely populated flatlands of Switzerland.

At times, we were emotionally and sexually very close - and although this is long past, we are still extremely good friends. It's just a pity we don't meet so often nowadays, maybe once a year. As usual there was a lot of story telling last night, there were so many dear memories, and we ate some Swiss style cheese fondue like we did then.

Leon stayed at my friends' house for the night - but there was a change. In the past, he had usually done this in my bed. He was always such a passionate and inventive lover, and I loved his presence and his body. But this time I decided to sleep alone - wasn't I committed now, a woman in a relationship? So although I was wet and my body signalled "Contact!", my mind definitely said: "No way!!!"

Now I am alone in the flat again. In a few minutes, I will get dressed, pack my luggage and take the tram back to the station. In a few hours I will cross the border and be home one hour later. Tonight is jacuzzi night - I will buy a little present for Elsie and Joerg.

PS: An SMS from Phillip - his test has come through, too. So Friday might be the night of nights.