Thirteenth Step
Most everyone has at least passing knowledge of the 12 Steps of AA. Those of us in the program also know of another—the 13th.
What is the 13th step? Why not come my apartment after the meeting and I’ll show you…
Newcomers need to very wary of the 13th step. Relationships are a big part of most every alcoholic/addict’s issues which is why it’s advised that new relationships be avoided for the first while.
The 13th step is a very selfish one on the part of the experienced AAer, because the goal is to “nail ‘em before the fog lifts.”
And man, oh man, do I want to 13th step the new guy who showed up tonight.
Six feet, good shape, beautiful face and eyes, very nice voice—deep but not basso—with a trace of a German accent, and of course—we’re talking about me here—long blond hair, worn loose, parted in the middle, pulled back behind his ears and softly curling as it flows around his shoulders.
Swoon…
Exactly the type of guy who I hoped would walk into a meeting someday…
He took appreciative notice of me too. Not that I put any effort into it… Swoon…
And after the meeting, well the topic called for me to add, “and I’m a recovering drama queen”, and he picked right up on that. Of course, that’s what I’d intended.
Talking outside later he’s making eyes at me while we talked and, replacing his cute, shy guy smile, a devilish look crossed his face, “I’m a drama queen too and I’ll give you some competition…”
Gauntlet thrown. Tiaras at 40 paces!
A feisty and competitive little bitch. I like that in a man.
And fuck! His second AA meeting ever. To make a pass now would be to say, “I don’t care about you as a person or your sobriety. I just wanna fuck because you make my dick hard.”
That’s perfectly fine in it’s place. Not in AA.
Sigh. What I should do and what I want to do are two different things. I hope I can do what I should do…
September 11th, 2004 at 12:45 am EDT
I’ve been trying to comment for the last 10 minutes, all I can think to write is “Whoa, suck.” But, OTOH, this might be a door closing that will lead to a window opening.
Thing is, about windows, you need to bend over a bit and hike up your legs or you’ll get all tangled up.
Ohhh… sounds kinky.
September 14th, 2004 at 8:29 am EDT
I was reading this in the local public library this morning, but their NetNanny software cut the page short halfway through this entry, saying that what followed was unsuitable for my eyes. So of course I had to run home to see the rest of the story.
I hope things go well with your new … soulmate(?).
November 5th, 2007 at 5:25 pm EST
i met the love of my life in rehab sometimes u cant go by the rules when it comes to love the people in aa hated us and told us we were not really in love that we were 13 steppers were still together and sober 5 years later