As Eddie Murphy once said, (paraphrasing so fuck off before you correct me) "Sex these days is a gamble, and I've put my dick on the craps table many a night.". That's about what I've done.....been with many girls, most of whom I know where clean or recently tested, but then again there were a few in there that were just a roll of the dice.
So, visiting my parents this week on the eastern seaboard, we went to a street fair in a nearby college town. We temporarily split up to look around, and I stumbled on an AIDS prevention organization's tent stand where they were giving free 20 minute no-blood HIV tests. I figured "Fuck it, may as well get this done and settle it once and for all, just get it out of the back of my mind that there is SOME chance I could have picked up, you know...."something". So I did the test, which was done with saliva. I had to sit through some 10 minute couseling session given by a nurse with about five other college co-eds, most of whom were pretty cute. Then they told us ot come back with results in 20 minutes.
In that time my parents met up with me again near the tent and seemed remarkably unimpressed I had goine through with it, then I forced them to wait for the results. If my Mom had known how much I got around and how unsafely I did it, she woudl have been impressed I went through with it, but she seemed unimpressed still. It's just not the rite of passage for them the way it is for our generation I guess. So this counselor guy comes and takes me into the back of this nearby grungy old record store for some privacy. They ALWAYS pull you personally off to the side when they give the results. So he gave them to me.....negative was the verdict...I mean the results. I can't say how much of a relief this was. Like a lightweight yet persistently weighty stone was finally taken from around my neck.
I left as the other hopefuls showed up for their results. There was this weird kind of flirting I got from the girls just after I gave them the thumbs up from across the tent, as though, knowing I was AIDS free, I was destined to be fucked. It was odd. Oh well.
So, visiting my parents this week on the eastern seaboard, we went to a street fair in a nearby college town. We temporarily split up to look around, and I stumbled on an AIDS prevention organization's tent stand where they were giving free 20 minute no-blood HIV tests. I figured "Fuck it, may as well get this done and settle it once and for all, just get it out of the back of my mind that there is SOME chance I could have picked up, you know...."something". So I did the test, which was done with saliva. I had to sit through some 10 minute couseling session given by a nurse with about five other college co-eds, most of whom were pretty cute. Then they told us ot come back with results in 20 minutes.
In that time my parents met up with me again near the tent and seemed remarkably unimpressed I had goine through with it, then I forced them to wait for the results. If my Mom had known how much I got around and how unsafely I did it, she woudl have been impressed I went through with it, but she seemed unimpressed still. It's just not the rite of passage for them the way it is for our generation I guess. So this counselor guy comes and takes me into the back of this nearby grungy old record store for some privacy. They ALWAYS pull you personally off to the side when they give the results. So he gave them to me.....negative was the verdict...I mean the results. I can't say how much of a relief this was. Like a lightweight yet persistently weighty stone was finally taken from around my neck.
I left as the other hopefuls showed up for their results. There was this weird kind of flirting I got from the girls just after I gave them the thumbs up from across the tent, as though, knowing I was AIDS free, I was destined to be fucked. It was odd. Oh well.
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