TimmyGiggle Mode.

I totally held her.

Oh wait, so much for suspense.

I was sitting in the café, waiting. I decided I should do something else, rather than spacing out thinking about her. So I continued a letter I had started to letter, content to babble externally, rather than internally. Not two sentences in, Ashley arrived. She went to go get food, and I managed to pump out a page of TimmyBabble. Normally my letter-writing is rather slow, but fuzzies and giggles tend to let me write faster.

She came back and ate. I had already eaten the pb&j, and was saving the banana for “future sexual innuendo”, which indeed occurred. She said she doesn’t like her bananas squishy. She prefers them more firm. *smirks*

When she was just about done eating, I put my hand in her right hand. Remember, she’s left-handed. She was seriously in babblemode. She’s me in that she’s not that loud in a group. She’s been verbose with me before, but today, she was just steamrolling. I held my gaze on her. Now and then she’d lift her hands to demonstrate something, but she’d bring her hand back to mine. *giggles*

She finished eating, and she continued babbling. I put my arm up on the bench beside her. Mmmhmm. She continued steamrolling. Eventually at a brief pause I said, “Ashley. Come here.” Without missing a beat, she slide herself against me, my left hand on her tummy, and her right on mine. We continued talking. I found myself nuzzling the side of her face periodically. Kind of what I do? She doesn’t entirely like her tummy, but I think her tummy is tummylicious. A tummy that isn’t a little squishy isn’t as fun to rub.

I realize I haven’t described anything about what she said. But you know what? That’s none of your business. : D If I feel the need to share something, I will. Right now, I’d rather focus on these lovely FUZZIES!!!!

Colleen came by at some point, though I wasn’t holding her anymore because her cell phone rang. Oh, Ashley was in the middle of writing out directions to her house, her address. And while we were at it, I asked her to write down her number. Phhht. Get her number. I’ve touched her butt, nuzzled her, and gotten her address before getting her number. Protocol, my ass. *wiggles his soft, supple posterior*

I get a smug smirk when girls bitch about how guys are this and that, because I know I’m everything that they’re not talking about. I’ve always know it. I just know have the confidence to..

She’s said she trusts me, that I make her comfortable like few people do. That’s something I haven’t been entirely expecting. I’m so used to talking to people online. I’ve had a penchant for people just openning up to me completely, over the years. I wasn’t aware I had that kind of confidence, that aura to put people at ease. I mean, more than text, to really put people at ease. I like that. I sense she needs to calm down, in some regards. You don’t get much more laid back than me. I’m patient, and not really all that demanding. We’ll see. I do remember things people say, regardless of how bad people think my memory is.

I’m a very intimate person. We’ll see how far the rabbit-hole goes.

She was leaving to pick up her dad – and she forgot her bookbag. Colleen and I had a good laugh. I ate the banana and finished the letter to Elena. MANY GIGGLES and such. Wasn’t there for a while. Colleen was going to meet someone, so I vacated the campus. And I’m still in SUPER-HAPPY-GIGGLE-MODE.

I licked her shoulder. *giggles*

I asked her if she thought Colleen was on to us yet. She said probably, but she hasn’t said anything. Though, Ashley said Colleen said at some point that we’d made a cute couple. *smirks* I reason that Colleen respects me, and if she saw anything wrong with us being together, she would say something. *nodnod*

So yeah, we’re doing later-type-things together. Until then, I think I’m going to jack myself on protein. Might make my farts stinky, but oh well. That’s life! WEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!