Not very many people see me. I’m the girl with glasses, in the Dr. Who shirt, hiding in the back of the library reading. People see JP – the party girl, the one who hangs out with porn stars and other assorted scantily clad guys. But, in general, people at publishing events rarely see past the persona. When they do, they consider me stand-offish. What they don’t realize is that while JP is the wild child, Trish is actually very shy. She’s easily overwhelmed at events. She’s the frightened little rabbit hiding behind JP. This weekend I got to spend time with the guys who do see past the persona, and like the girl they see there. I’ll probably do another full post about Gay Days, but this one will focus on one guy in particular – @Eli_Wyn.
About four years ago, neither of us is really sure, a guy named @Eli_Wyn found me on Twitter. He was intrigued that a chick would not only watch gay porn, but talk to gay porn stars on Twitter. We had sweet, superficial conversations – light and funny. Then, about two years later, again we’re not really sure when, he made a post that would change our friendship and bring us closer. He said he would marry anyone who found him Darth Vader pajamas. I had a link to him within seconds, not expecting the conversation to go anywhere. Twitter is like social media ADD, after all. But, from that point – I became his esposita (little wifey) and he was mi esposo bello (my beautiful husband), which he taught me to say with the proper inflections one night over Skype. Since then, we’ve become much closer friends. We talked over WhatsApp, we Skyped, and I discovered that he is a really beautiful person.
During this time, of course, we wanted to meet. The problem was – he didn’t live in the US. So, we resigned ourselves to the fact that we would never meet in person. He took me on tours of where he lived via Skype, I told him about hanging out with the porn stars, and we just kept talking.
Then, suddenly, he was in the US.
He found out that I would be in Orlando, so we made plans. He booked bus tickets and I found him a place to stay. After a four-hour bus trip, he arrived in Orlando around noon on Saturday and we picked him up at the station. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up like Christmas morning, it was beautiful. The one thing about Eli I don’t think I expected was his level of affection. I’m affectionate with my friends and we clicked completely on that level, it was nice. So, hand in hand, we went for lunch and then to the Expo where we met up with some of the guys at the FabScout booth, scoped out guys at the pool party, got airbrushed tattoos, and generally just hung out together, talked, and drank. Being with him was fun, relaxing, and easy which is honestly not something I’m used to. Usually, I’m far more closed off around people I’ve never met, but he’s so open and sweet, I felt completely at ease.
After the Expo, we (including our Jodi) headed out for dinner with Dire Callahan and his boy. Our friend Drake Jaden was supposed to meet up with us, but it seems he didn’t wake up until 7pm. I think he’s actually taken partying to an art form. But again, it was easy – hanging out with people who I truly enjoy being with. We had great food, nice drinks, and great conversation.
Then, we headed to Parliament House to set up my booth, which I paid far less attention to that night than on previous nights. Because Eli and I walked around, went to the bar, danced, hung out with the guys. It was fun. They accepted Eli into our group just as easily as I accepted him in my life. A few bits of interest: when he dances he could rival any go-go boy I know, he’s got a wicked sense of humor, and if he gives me another lap dance I may die. (Yes, I have pics, no I’m not sharing – those are all mine.)
The next day, it hurt more than I want to admit to put him back on the bus. He promised we would see each other again, and I hope that’s true. Until then, we’re back to WhatsApp and Twitter. It’s kind of like seeing the sun for a day and being taken back into darkness. I miss his warmth, his light, and his beauty.
I am proud to be his esposita.
Thank you for an amazing day, mi esposo bello – te amo.