The question...

It was one of those days when nothing can go wrong. The sun was up and shinning, and after enjoying a wonderful meal, Mariel and I took cover under the shadow of an old downtown house.

Guadalajara’s downtown has a strange power over me, and maybe over time itself. Spending time walking around, talking and just having a good time is great. Time stops, you can have a whole philosophical conversation in a couple of minutes or you can laugh two hours away. It’s like being high or drunk… I have many theories about this strange phenomenon, but none of them are worth of your time, so let’s skip that.

And so we spent a whole afternoon like that, just talking and sharing… I love those kind of dates not only ‘coz of the economical advantages but also ‘coz it really helps you to get to know a person. It’s interesting when, after being together for six months, she can still make me feel like in our first date: happy, nervous, expectant…

We spent a lot of time just talking and tossing questions, in kind of a “true or dare” game. It seemed like a good idea.

“Victor, are you a virgin?”

… Oh my God! Oh my God!!! I should have see this coming! What to say??? Say something smooth, say something smooth!

“Errrrr… what”

… yes, nice one you smooth talker.

“Yes, are you a virgin?”

… Damn… she won’t let go.

“Errr… what?”

And so on, and so on… hehehehe… after a couple of minutes I had to answer; besides by that point, she’d probably know the answer.

“No I am not”

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It wasn’t as bad as I’ve expected it, and I am glad to be able to get that out of my system. Sigh.