Cav's Place

I think this post will cover the time after I moved in with her, before she met him. Perhaps a couple of things from my previous post should be here and a couple of things from this one should be in the previous one instead, but I can’t place them that accurately anymore… It should be a shorter post, though. The first one had 36 “images” that happened over two weeks, the second had 62 and it covered almost 14 months. This one will cover 21 months and I’m expecting it to be shorter than the previous one, isn’t that strange?

Her grabbing my hand and pulling me back to say she’s not asleep yet and couldn’t sleep without me next to her after I thought she was asleep once and tried to get up and go to the computer since I wasn’t sleepy myself.
Hugging her, burying my head in her hair and saying I loved her after she fell asleep. Did that on most nights, or mornings or whatever they were, after she told me to stop saying it and start proving it one time too many. If I had to choose one thing I miss the most, I think this would be it, as strange as it is since it’s not something she did…
Both of us reading in the bathtub, which usually turned into her reading while I was masturbating her. Sometimes that’d turn into some quick sex or I’d get some oral, but more often than not I’d make her come like that and then came on her myself.
Having the maid her mother hired come on Tuesdays. Us waking up to let her come clean our room only to move to the living room, somehow squeeze together on the couch and go back to sleep holding tightly to each other.
New Year’s. The two of us, her brother and his girlfriend, Delia. They were pretty much broken up at the time but he had invited her before he ended it so he kept his word. Midnight, Andra kissed me and Delia was crying her eyes out. He didn’t seem to care while me and Andra didn’t know what to do (or if we knew what we didn’t know how) to calm her down. Andra went to bed around 1:30 and eventually I went to our room as well. Spent some time on the computer, then got myself in bed next to her, though not before her brother came in to say something and caught me with my pants down since I was just changing clothes.
Dad coming to visit, taking us out for a pizza and me and her starting to fight over how to share ours. He quickly “had to go to the bathroom”. We were just laughing about the whole thing by the time he got back.
Being taken to a doctor while dad was also there and lashing out at doctors in general after getting out. Her saying that if it weren’t for doctors Bubu would have been dead by now. That was too much, so I just turned around and walked away alone. Eventually managed to find my way back home while apparently they were still searching for me around that area (dad didn’t want to believe I could have gone somewhere on my own). Packing my things as soon as I got in, then getting in bed and crawling under the blanket.
Later that evening, she said dad asked if I’m serious about packing my bags and she told him I wasn’t. Then stopped and asked if I really wasn’t.
Same doctor, a week or so later. Him needing to look at my cock and balls and asking if I’d like her to get out of the room. She said “I don’t think it’s me he’s worried about, I think it’s you”. Got that right…
The first time she shaved my head. I felt like crap looking like that.
Pufi (the older female cat) needing surgery. Me being worried sick while she and her mom were with her at the vet. Pufi getting back all bandaged and drowsy. Trying to go to Bijou (the younger female cat) for comfort but Bijou not recognizing her anymore and becoming aggressive, leaving Pufi very hurt and confused. Me staying awake until morning, so for nearly 24 hours straight, to look after her while the others slept. Letting her out of my sight for a moment and having her try to jump on the heater and then fall off. Finally going to bed after Andra woke up only to be woken up by her brother shouting only a few minutes later.
Being dragged along when she had to meet with somebody since she didn’t want to go out without me. Both me and that guy feeling very awkward about the whole thing. She realized it afterwards and didn’t press the next time.
Her pissing me off just a couple of days before her brother left for Spain. After a little argument in our room her brother called her and after she went to him and he asked what took so long she said, loudly, that some asshole was holding her up. I just flew out of the room in a rage and started shouting at her. Her brother got in between us, I started shouting at him, then she got between me and him…
The next day she was furious that we were late somewhere and I was apparently taking too long to take a piss for her liking. This being after she had spent some two hours getting ready. She started shouting and I just rushed to her, stopped so close our noses were touching and very calmly kept asking her to go to our room and talk about it if she has a problem while she kept shouting and pushing. Her brother hid in the living room and was just poking his head out. Later, he said that after seeing us both at our worst she’s clearly worse when angry than I am.
Once when we fell asleep in a pile, naked and with the room door open, after having sex. Wondering if her grandmother came by and saw us like that after we woke up, since she came by on most days.
Easter there. Me wanting to go to church the night before since I was still celebrating it at the time, being the only Christian thing that ever had some meaning to me. Her grandmother being happy that at least one of us is interested in such things and wanting me to go with her, but I didn’t want to and eventually went alone to another church. Got lost in the graveyard while trying to get back afterwards. Came back with mud up to my knees and Andra had some fun at my expense before getting angry when I meant to take the candle I had brought from church into our room.
She was having fun talking with a friend of hers while pretending she was me and that I had found someone else and planned to leave her. I was quite pissed off. So was the friend, after he found out.
Her mother had asked us to hang some sheets out to dry so I got to it. About one hour later I was still struggling with them. She poked her head out to ask if I’m still not done, I said yes, she sighed and went back in. This actually amused me even then.
Taking a shower together during a time when she really wasn’t in the mood for anything. Ending up having a quickie standing up, facing each other, with her pressed against the wall. I asked what got into her and she said she didn’t do anything, I just “took” her, and reminded me that the hardest part is to get her started.
Our worst period, sexually, when she wouldn’t even hear of it. I was climbing the walls and a friend was telling me enough is enough and I should tell her that unless she does her part to fix this I’ll leave. Considered it for the briefest moment, but then told him I’ll never leave her, no matter what.
Going to the doctor to have her birth control pills changed because the ones she was on were making her not want to have sex at all. I waited, she came out and said her doctor asked why’s it important to want to have sex. She said for her it isn’t and her doctor sighed and said she understands. Great, so I was the bad guy for wanting to do something with my girlfriend…
Was masturbating in our room while she was taking a bath. She came back sooner than I thought she would, startled me and that somehow made me come unexpectedly. Messy situation, literally.
A night when I was watching porn and masturbating when she woke up to go to the bathroom. She stopped next to me and looked oddly. I asked if I’m not even allowed to jerk off now. She just said she didn’t say anything and smiled.
The end of that period. Taking a shower together after two and a half months without sex (and it had been two months between the last two times too). I hadn’t even masturbated in the last three weeks, too frustrated even for that. She turned her back towards me, leaned against the wall, spread her legs a little and told me I have exactly five seconds. I was confused, so she pushed against me a little and said the clock’s ticking. After all that time, let’s just say that I didn’t even need the full five seconds… After that we slowly started to solve our problems in that aspect.
We did it while she was on her period, she had an orgasm and then immediately got up and went down on me. I was surprised and after I was done she asked if it was because she put her own blood in her mouth. At that moment she was hardly bleeding at all so I was more surprised by her doing what she did the way she did than that.
Taking a bath together, ending up doing things, I had just brought her to orgasm and she was starting to do something to me when her mom knocked on the door saying she needs to go to the bathroom. I stopped her and tried to get up, but she held me down and started masturbating me vigurously. I stopped her again, she said “your loss, I’m not going to do anything to you after we get out” and we rushed out. Once we got to our room I said “you realize you’d have left semen clogging the drain if we didn’t have time to clean up, right?”. Apparently she hadn’t. She didn’t stick to her word of not doing anything after getting out of the bathroom, thankfully.
We were coming back with Bubu from the vet and she wanted to go buy some things since we were out anyway. I went up with him but then realized she had the keys. We waited for her for about 20 minutes, him getting more and more agitated. When she finally got back and I told her why we were there she said she realized that as soon as we split up, but didn’t think to run after me. Annoying then, funny now.
Her “metal” phase. Downloaded lots and lots of songs and had me sort them. Especially when I spent three days sorting through a huge mess of Nightwish songs only to have her delete them after I was done because she found them already sorted in somebody else’s share and thought that looked nicer. Something else that’s funny only in hindsight.
The e-card she sent me to say she loves me but just can’t say it to my face. This should stand out far more than it can in writing…
All her disbelief in such things being turned around the moment she went to her grandparents and bumped into a healer her grandmother found for her grandfather when the doctors didn’t seem to be of much help anymore. That woman apparently just turned to look at her and told her what her problems were. She came back very excited and saying she’ll go have sessions with her and learn everything.
I started being a believer as well after she persuaded me to go, saw some results and managed to twist things around and explain them through my own belief system. One night me and Andra tried meditating together but she kept giggling.
An evening when she was in the living room and called me over from our room to give her a pen that was just out of her reach. She said she just didn’t feel like getting up. I think you know you love someone when something like that makes you want to hug them and not hit them.
Having the house all to ourselves for the holidays. Trying out each room and various positions one evening. What really stuck was when she was trying to ride me on the living room couch. We were just fooling around, having a laugh, not really doing much.
New Year’s. Our best and last together. Finally alone and being able to do whatever we wanted. We called it “junk food New Year’s” since that was basically all we had. We were too sick of setting the table and going through courses like before, so we didn’t bother with anything now that we didn’t have to anymore. Going out on the balcony from her brother’s old room, hugging tightly and freezing our butts off to watch the fireworks.
Her walking around the house naked one day. Got to the kitchen window, I hugged her, then she jumped, realized she could be seen, pushed me away and ran back covering her face with her hands.
Going to a small shop she found with a lot of organic things, herbal medicine, aromatherapy oils and other such things. She went in, I waited outside… She came out over one hour later.
Her waking me up very roughly one day by accidentally dropping her cell phone right on one of my eyes. Now that hurt! She seemed amused…
All the struggle to help Bubu pull through his health problems. Especially one visit to a vet that we were referred to because the problem had gotten worse than any of the other two were comfortable with handling. She was in there with him for a long time while I just paced around outside, worried sick.
The time we thought Bubu was going to die. I was a wreck, but she just refused to believe it, kept saying he has to pull through and that we’ll do it our way, not the way the doctors suggested since that seemed very bad for him. Looking for solutions and then being my job to give him the pills and teas and everything else two or three times per day, every day from then on until I was kicked out. Maybe you can say that she pulled me through and I pulled him through.
Me being worried about a possible health problem and leaving her a message about it on the computer, then locking myself in her brother’s old room and staying there for several hours. She had to go to school that day and apparently hadn’t taken her clothes from that room. Didn’t really mind, said it gave her an excuse to stay home.
Actually being taken to a doctor by her and her mom because of that. Freaking out before going, screaming and crying on the balcony, looking about as frightened as Bubu who was right next to me and wondering what was going on. She was really pissed. Freaked out while there as well and threw up on the way back.
Her telling me later that night that I need therapy for this. Also mentioning that dad talked to her about this when he came by back then and told her to never tell me. He had also arranged with a doctor he took me to then to tell me “things that were supposed to mean you should find a therapist”. Didn’t work…
After exchanging some e-mails with my dad, he asked her if that’s it and she’d like him to come pick me up. She turned towards me and said “doesn’t it just make you feel so much better knowing he trusts what we have so much?”.
Her staying at a friend’s place in Bucharest for a few days to apply for a training camp. Me thinking I’m chatting with that friend until she played along when I made a sexual joke. That made me suspect something, but I didn’t see any reason for her to do it so I ignored it… Until she eventually said it was her, acting as her friend.
Her not having the presentation for her final paper (don’t know how to call it to explain more clearly what I’m talking about to people from other countries) done the night before she had to present it. She slept while I worked on it based on her notes. Barely managed to finish before she had to leave. Cursed all through that night. She complained about the cursing.
We were out and the bottom of one of my shoes came off. Luckily we were close to home so I could rush up and glue them back together. She had some fun at my expense.

I guess that pretty much gets us to the moment she met him. I told you this was going to be shorter… It actually has 46 “images”, not that many more than the first one which is covering only two weeks! Then again, this series of posts became more than I intended it to be, since a lot of the “images” written here (for example over a third of the previous post) are things I remembered while writing the “flashes”. They’re still not things I have to actually try to remember though.
I’m quite happy for doing this, though. There are far more things I remember than what I’m writing here, now that I’m going through it in my mind, and far more details I could say about each. I’m just posting the flashes (even if some of them happen while I’m thinking about the rest and not out of nowhere) and only the things that, to me, are directly related to our relationship (or the cats, I consider the cats as being part of what we had). For example anyone knowing the story might notice that there’s nothing here about the book club, and that was an important part of everything…