WARNING! If you are a
parent and want to stay in denial about your tweens and teens; do not read this
journal entry!
That said, you are an adult if you have access to my
journals; and probably didn’t turn the digital pages to the next update. Since I have drawn you in with that little
hook; I’ll get right to the ‘good stuff’.
Michael and I finally got around to having some alone time
tonight, and once Ethan and Ehlana had gone to bed and Mom and Dad were busy in
the office; our evening got very interesting.
Michael might say shocking in a brilliant sort of way. The fun really started when I put up my wards
and shields so that we could talk telepathically while we half-watched a fairly
terrible alien invasion movie. Yes, some
minor making out was involved.
I seriously doubt that anyone needs a second guess about
what’s on the mind of a thirteen-year old boy(okay, twelve until next weekend);
but Michael certainly didn’t expect me to be able to pick up those feelings
from him without overtly using my empathy.
He was blushing and speechless when I offered to play a bit of show and
tell with him.
If you’re shocked by that, try to remember that I’m a fairly
unique twelve-year old; and my perspective on things like nudity is colored by
an advanced education. Not being
particularly shy helps too. ;^)
While Michael was shocked, he wasn’t even slightly against
the idea; and we both learned a lot tonight.
For me, that learning was mostly along the lines of knowing is not the
same as experiencing. I tried to
convince Michael that seeing me in my underwear was no different than seeing me
in a bikini like he did regularly all summer; but I didn’t really even believe
me. His first tentative, exploring
touches were thrilling for both of us; and this is one night that I’m very
grateful for my photographic memory!
We were using our Magi powers for more than telepathy, and turning
on our empathy helped us to discover what turned each of us on physically. That was more than a little weird at first,
and it didn’t save us from inexperienced fumbling; but it did help to keep us
from repeating miss-steps. We had a few
fairly comedic moments too, but that just helped to make for even better
memories.
Even though this won’t be read by anyone until years from
now, I don’t want to embarrass Michael; and won’t write about anything more
specific than I already have. My main
motivation for writing about this in my journal is because there isn’t very
much written in the archives about teen romance between Magi; so I think it’s
important to start somewhere. Hopefully
this won’t dissuade the Magi Council from allowing other Magi teens to know
about each other too, but it isn’t as if we’re the first young couple to see
each other naked. Yes, being able to use
our empathy did affect the ‘when’ that first happened, but the ‘will happen’
was inevitable.
It was also really, really hot!
Did I write that out loud? :^)
Since I’m not going to get into the details of our
clothing-optional play time, let’s just say that we happily fumbled and
experimented our way through helping each other get undressed; we played for a
little while; and then got dressed again before ending our night with a little
more cuddle time. Some of you may be
wondering by now whether either of us had been worried about parental
interruption. That would be a ‘yes’ for
Michael and a ‘no’ for me. Mom knew that
there was more than hugging and kissing going on in the lounge, and we had a
little mother-daughter chat in my room before she went to bed; but she trusts
me and would have run interference if Dad had wanted to check in on us at an
inconvenient moment.
This might be a good time to reiterate that our connection
isn’t mind-reading, and we have some control over it. So far, Mom really isn’t finding having that
link with me too uncomfortable since Michael and I started dating; and we’ll
figure this out just as we did when she and Dad got together.
Now that we’ve covered the highlight of my day, let’s back
up to the beginning and cover the rest of the news.
Let’s see – there was Tai Chi by the river with Michael; he
stayed for breakfast; he wasn’t here while Dad and I did the yard work; and he
played with Rowen and me while on his afternoon break. I’m sure there is a good reason why I’m thinking
about everything in that particular context.
After hanging out with Michael, Rowen and I took Ethan and Ehlana for a
little visit with Naomi; though that really just gave us an excuse to see Eli
again.
Don’t get scared about that combination of topics, Dad. I love babies, but don’t plan on having one
of my own anytime soon. Of course, by
the time you’re able to read this; that will be obvious.
Rowen hung out with me until dinnertime, and didn’t bother
trying to make any excuses for why she didn’t want to get together again this
evening; so I should thank her for helping to make the Michael and me alone
time possible. Dad was trying to get
most of his weekend homework done today, so we had a quick and easy meal; and I
helped Mom with the clean-up while he went back to work in the office. It was a fairly quiet night at the Inn, so Michael was set free early; and Mom did a little
Magi lesson and play time with us – and with Ethan and Ehlana. That might even have topped the fun list on
most other days; but was only second or third today for obvious reasons.
We had time after our Magi lesson to play music in my room
for a while, and then we did the bedtime story and snack in the office with Dad
before Michael and I took care of getting Ethan and Ehlana tucked in for the
night. I’ve already covered the
important parts of the rest of my evening through until Michael needed to go
home; other than to mention that we ended our night by setting off some
fireworks on the front porch for a while before I was ready to let him
leave. Mom and Dad assured me that they
didn’t hear a thing from the office, but I have no idea how that’s possible.
Dad was ready to pack up by then, so while he did that; Mom
came up to my room with me for that little chat. I’m sure that was nothing like normal
mother-daughter talks about tween sexuality.
Mom didn’t want the details, though she teased me by suggesting that
Aunt Leanne might. She was more
interested in the effects our play time had on us from a Magi perspective. I honestly hadn’t been paying much attention
to that at the time; so I’m glad that Mom advised me to pay more
attention. I wasn’t in any danger of
losing control of my wards and shields, but there was more going on than just
telepathy and empathy; and more pressure was being applied against them than
I’d realized.
I don’t want to make that sound like we only had a dull,
technical discussion because there were hugs and kisses; and Mom did want to
make sure that I was okay first too. There
will be time for me to analyze everything that happened between Michael and me
tonight, and that will probably lead to some new additions for our Magi Project
archive; but for now I’d just like to enjoy the happy feelings while I keep
hitting the replay button on the memory loop.
Doing that has made it harder – um, more difficult – to
concentrate on my nightly computing since Mom left and I snuggled in bed with
Mandy. Maybe I should have taken a cold
shower first! I wasn’t ready to sleep
right away, and though my mind has been wandering a lot more often than usual;
I managed to get some language and archive studying done too. There wasn’t much going on with email except
for a bit of family business work that I took care of too; but I didn’t expect
to hear from my college cousins and friends tonight anyway. I should get email from Violet, Stephanie,
and Christina tomorrow; since Sunday night seems to be one of the times they
all use for sending out family and friends updates.
It’s getting late, and I need to at least try to get some
sleep. We don’t have any specific plans
for tomorrow, but Mom and Dad are going to be available to play with Ethan,
Ehlana, and me; so whatever we end up doing should be fun. That thought doesn’t fit at all with the
mental picture that just flashed through my mind about what Michael and I could
be doing during his afternoon break tomorrow; but it sounds like a perfect
place to start mixing memories with dreams tonight. I think I’ll get started on that right now!
Live long and prosper, fellow Magi of the Light!
