GeekBoy: What if I’ve forgotten something?
HungLikeAGreekGod: I’m sure you haven’t, but if it helps, you can tell me everything you’ve got packed.
HungLikeAGreekGod: Of course. I wouldn’t have offered if I hadn’t meant it.
HungLikeAGreekGod: Everything, geek boy. Before you do, take a deep breath and a moment to calm down.
The urge to reply with “yes, Daddy” was overwhelming. Apollo wasn’t my Daddy and never would be, but it made me smile whenever he acted that way. Taking care of other people was probably as natural for him as breathing. Speaking of which… I took a couple of deep breaths. Once my mind was less of a whirlwind of panic, I opened my suitcase and carefully took everything out. I repacked everything meticulously, pausing between items to tell Apollo what I was putting into the case.
GeekBoy: Flip-flops and slip-on shoes.
HungLikeAGreekGod: They’ll come in handy. Do you have something more rugged for visiting Knossos and walking up to Zeus’s birthplace?
GeekBoy: My boots, but I’ll be wearing those on the flight.
HungLikeAGreekGod: I think that’s all the footwear you’ll need. What’s next?
GeekBoy: Five pairs of socks. To wear with the boots, not the flip-flops or slip-on shoes.
HungLikeAGreekGod: I’m glad that fashion crisis has been averted.
GeekBoy: Please. As if I would wear socks and sandals. Seven pairs of underwear.
HungLikeAGreekGod: That’s plenty.
I was almost disappointed that he hadn’t asked for more details. Why would he? We were friends, nothing more. Friends didn’t ask each other about their underwear.
GeekBoy: Seven T-shirts, four pairs of shorts, two pairs of jeans, plus the pair I’ll be wearing on the plane. Some little clothing in case I get the chance to be little. Two pairs of swimming trunks. A hat, sun cream, my toiletries bag, which has toothpaste, a toothbrush, and stuff to shave with. Lube and condoms just in case.
HungLikeAGreekGod: I told you. You have everything you need.
GeekBoy: Deodorant will be in my carry-on.
HungLikeAGreekGod: Good plan. What else do you have in your carry-on?
I added my favourite dildo to my suitcase and zipped it back up. Then I unpacked the small rucksack I was taking as hand luggage.
GeekBoy: Sunglasses, the aforementioned deodorant, currency, my wallet, a spare change of clothes just in case my luggage goes missing, my passport, and last but not least, batteries for my B.O.B.
HungLikeAGreekGod: What’s a B.O.B?
I snort-laughed at the thought that a porn star didn’t know what B.O.B stands for.
GeekBoy: Battery-operated boyfriend.
HungLikeAGreekGod: Why didn’t you just say dildo?
GeekBoy: B.O.B is more discreet.
HungLikeAGreekGod: You don’t need to be discreet with me.