The Day a Boy Became a Man

Pacing up and down, finally I yell are we ever going to do this? yeah, yeah, hold your horses I’m coming he screams… eventually he appears dressed in a black jeans and white tight fitted shirt with bulges in all the right places… gob smacked, eyes wide, mouth hanging open uhm where did you say we’re going again? to a friend’s birthday party he says err, so you’re going dressed like that? I ask finding it difficult to close my mouth, still in shock… Yep he say’s while grabbing the car keys, as he makes his way to the door… but you never dressed like this before why now? I asked while running after him the view from behind is even better I have a sudden urge to touch his bum half distracted I almost walk into him.. why not? Is his retort as he opens the car door for me… I feel tempted to touch him in a non buddy way… Uhm do you think I’m overdress? I ask While fluttering my eyelashes … nah you look stunning, he says as he pulls out of the driveway… still unsure what to make of the man next to me he seems like a stranger when did I lose my best friend? My eyes has finally opened my best buddy has grown up, he became a man, a hot blooded male at that… what is a girl to do? pretend not to notice or make a play for him before we hit the party, before the vultures come out to play….