Monday, February 27, 2006

Oh what a night . . . Entry for February 27, 2006

I've been living alone since Oct now, and haven't gotten any since Nov and have been going out of my freakin' mind! I don't really know anyone in this area and I'm not into pickin up "strange" in bars, so had been trying the personals and asking friends if they knew anyone with no success. I gave up on Yahoo the other day and deleted my personal profile and said fuckit, I'm leaving it to fate. Well, I decided Sat to go out by myself and shoot some pool and drink a little.

I get into a game with these guys (uninteresting, but shot good) when this guy comes over and starts bullshittin with me. Nice lookin, close cut salt and pepper hair, great smile and a flirt. As soon as he started talking to me, I felt chemistry. We played about 8 games of pool together (I only lost one and beat myself by scratching on the 8), danced to "Every Rose has it's Thorn" . I had a good buzz goin on and after going out to my car to "smoke", I decide to kiss him. Now, lets get this straight, I had just "started" and was crampy and bloated and NOT lookin to get laid really, but was prepared to play the game, at least a little.

We decide to go back to where he lives with his brother, and get his car since he got dropped off that night. I was gonna be driving, cause he was way too blasted and we were gonna go do something else (we never did decide what, lol) We started making out in my car in his driveway,(he was pretty fuckin hot) and he had to ask me again for my name (lmao). That's when I found out his sister-in-law has the same name. I also found out that they were pretty close and that she was kinda jealous of other females, tho she has no right. Well, we get to his door about midnight and have to knock to get in. She comes to the door and goes "Who is this witch your bringing home now?" Or something to that effect, I was too amused (and buzzed) at the time to remember.

It kinda upset him, but didn't bother me a bit, I've been around jealous females before and just ignore that petty shit. We started talkin in the Kitchen and you could tell she didn't want to like me, but I'm pretty likeable when I want to be ;) She tried saying she only called me a witch cause I was dressed in black and had my Fedora on, but I knew better. I decided then I really like this guy and wanted to go out again, when Aunt Flo left, lol. We went to his room, and started making out again. It felt so good to be with someone again. . .

Well, I knew I prolly wasn't getting laid, so told him I was er, out of comission for the moment, and he didn't care. I thought, "Kewl! This guy has an open mind about sex, maybe he's a little freaky like me" lol. We went to his room to get the "smokes" and decide where to go next. He was still pretty wasted and I didn't feel like being a driver all over town so I told him I probably should be good and just go home. He gave me this look like I was Santa taking Christmas presents back, and puts his arms around me goes "Noooo, don't do that" and starts kissing me again. I told him I didn't think we could "do it" there and I lived 25 min away and he offers to get us more booze and a room at Motel 6. . . problem solved.

I realize that when men drink, they talk and say way too much and mean less than half of what they say. So all the rest night/morning while we held each other, talked, and fucked our brains out, I ignored most of the words coming out of his mouth. He kept making me promise to get ahold of him again, over and over. Of course the prospect of getting laid on a regular basis crossed my mind and for sure was gonna see him again! Good dick is hard to find (or good to find, or both)! He ended up passing out around 8am after professing his love for me and I watched him sleep until housekeeping knocked. While I watched him sleep, I went over everything that had happened since we met. We ended up spending a whole 24 hrs together, and renting another room. I felt so comfortable with this guy really quick. He excited me, made me hot every time he touched me, like playing with "toys" ate my pussy perfect, and kept telling me I was beautiful, just what every attention starved woman wants to hear! I asked him if he bought a book of all the lines he was feeding me, lol. Even tho he showed all the classic signs of being on "the rebound” after a 15 yr marriage break up, I still want to see this guy. I dunno, I'm not sure what I felt, but I felt something while we were together, other than the obvious lust! The thing is, I'm so emotionally damaged at this stage in my life, I'm just so sick and tired of being lied to. I'm not looking to start another relationship, but being lonely really sux ass after a few months.

Sure, I would love a fuck buddy, with no-strings attached, but when I mentioned the no-strings part, he seemed to get upset, but it could've been the booze talking. Another weird thing I didn't mention, when we were in bed, at one point while I was teasing him on top, he looks up at me and calls me by my birth name, something I never EVER tell people! It was so freaked out, I slid off him and was like "Whoa dude, what the fuck made you say that?" I think his exact words were "you're ", but I'm not sure, I was fucked up and in shock. I never really got an answer out of him either. So here I am, sitting at home (alone again) tonight wondering if he's gonna call, or should I even care? I guess I better get offline and find out . . .