“Role-playing?” I asked.
“You know, new acting scenarios that we could try out. I mean it’s not the right season for Christmas or we could maybe try Santa and one of his female elves or something. I certainly wouldn’t be fat old Mrs. Claus. But I’m sure some of these shops sell costumes, you know, like French maid, or maybe sexy nurse? How about sexy Catholic schoolgirl in her school uniform? Or priest and nun? We could do some more acting, without all the burden of history upon us.”
“I don’t know. I mean I didn’t act in college, so I don’t really have any experience, and I don’t know whether I could get into it. I don’t think I really have that much imagination.”
“Think about the great job you did with Yuri,” Ellie reminded me. “If we found the right thing, you could totally get into it, and you wouldn’t even need to read a lot of Russian literature. Pretty much homework-free. And believe me, I would be kinky as hell for you. I can guarantee I would get you into it.”
Kinky as hell sounded pretty good.
* * *
We decided to stop off at a Thai place for dinner. They had some outdoor tables, so we could enjoy the late afternoon sun while we were eating. We also polished off bottle of wine with dinner. It went great with the meal, but suddenly I was starting to feel the effects of the morning run.
Actually, I don’t think it was just the run. It was everything that had happened in the past few days. Everything that had happened since Ellie arrived. I world had been flipped over and turned inside out. Yes, so much of it had been amazing, but everything had been so intense that I was suddenly feeling utterly exhausted.
When we got home, we figured we would settle in and feeling, just watch a movie, but we both felt ourselves conking out by the halfway point and headed to bed.
* * *
Sunday was another beautiful morning, with the sun waking us up through the blinds. Ellie and I looked at each other and just hugged each other for a while and then got up. No sex, no nothing, just a very lazy start to the day. We had pretty much finished all the Russian pastries I had bought, so I cooked up a breakfast with bacon and eggs and lots of pancakes. Ellie made coffee, and we just sat and ate and drank coffee and looked out at a beautiful day outside.
We weren’t really ready to go jogging again this morning, but we were ready to get outside and not miss out on the day. We got dressed and went out and decided to catch a bus to go to one of the trendy parts of town that we hadn’t been to together. Lots of restaurants and shops and boutiques, loads of people sitting at outdoor tables eating meals or just drinking coffee.
“I love days like this,” said Ellie “seeing all these people out just relaxing and enjoying life.” We were holding hands as we walked along. It felt safe being in a neighborhood we had never been in before, but at the same time, there was no guarantee that we wouldn’t run into somebody from her office or from mine. Still, for now it just felt wonderful.
Eventually, we decided to stop been a sandwich shop and have a late lunch before we headed back.