The Life After--Part Fifteen--MoHo's Have Parties?

It took me a while to get back on my feet again after the alcohol-driven sexcapade entered into my life. When I was able to find solid ground, I decided that I wanted to try dating in the MoHo world. I had heard that there were MoHo parties at some guys house near Salt Lake.

I can't remember exactly how I heard about it, or how I got a ride up there, but as soon as I started asking around for more information about the party, I was arriving at the doorstep.

I was a little nervous. I didn't know anybody there and I didn't think anyone would even appreciate me. I knocked on the door with another fellow MoHo and a wonderful woman answered. She greeted us with a smile.

"Hey," I said, "We're here for the party."

"Of course you are!" She said. Grabbing our hands, she let us in.

The place was packed. I wasn't expecting so many MoHo's at a party. There were some guys who were obviously together and others who looked like they were just having fun. I saw an open spot at the table, where most of the "action" seemed to be happening.

Sitting down, I awkwardly introduced myself.

The other guys were nice, and they made me feel as if I was home. We shared stories, experiences, and then...that's when I saw him.

He was wearing a tight blue shirt--which matched his eyes perfectly--and sitting at the other end of the table. He kept on making eye contact with me.

Who is this guy? I wondered. And why does he keep staring at me?

"Hey," he said. "Can I get your number?"

"Really?" I asked. "Why?"

"Ummm..." He looked down sheepishly. "So, we can, you know...hang out...if you want to."

I was stunned.

"Really?"

He laughed.

"Really."

I gave him my number.

Throughout the evening, we spent all the free time we could together. We talked, we laughed, and he even held my hand. I was loving this!

We decided to ride home together.

That's when things started to get crazy.

~End Part Fifteen