The first thing I did the next morning was reacquaint myself with my guitar, since Reyn had already gone to work. It had been almost two years since I'd been able to play, and my hands were a little different, as well. All the little scars I'd gotten over the years were gone, as well as all the calluses. Playing hurt like hell, but I kept going. Despite the pain, it felt good to play again. I was really rusty, though.
It was my day off, so I didn't have to get ready for anything, so I cleaned up the house, then went to the computer to catch up on everything. After reading all the news and all my social networking sites, I inevitably encountered some porn. The warmth in my tummy was nice, but I missed my penis. I called Reyn.
"Honey, where's the Medallion?"
"I've got it with me. What do you want it for?" she replied.
"I want to be back to normal, obviously. Why do you keep putting it off?" I was more than a little irritated.
"Would you stop making such a big deal out of it? Besides, it won't work until 4 and I don't even get off until 6. I thought you'd be happy to be able to play your guitar again!" She wasn't in a good mood either, apparently.
"But Honey..." I began.
"I've got a client coming in. We'll talk about this later." she hung up the phone.
I spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning and doing laundry, while Bo did his usual routine of playing Fallout 3 all day. When Reyn wasn't home at 7:30, I called her again.
"Hey, Honey! I need to blow off some steam so the girls took me out for drinks. I'll be home later, okay." I was really frustrated, but I tried not to let it show, because I could understand.
"Have fun and I'll see you tonight," I told her. I tried to wait for her, but I had to work the next day. I went to bed at 1.
