OK Slowly Now
So sorry, I’ve been sick. It is hard to remember, type and keep names to a minimum while your tossing your large cookies in a trash can. I can only ask for your forgiveness while I type very fast to tell you what happen next.
See what happen was…
“Look it doesn’t matter. There is nothing going on between us. Let us both count this as a one night stand and never speak of it again.” I said. It was time for me to go and I had my hand on the door knob.
“Well can you at least stop by every now and then to help a friend out?” he asked. I guess he could tell by the look on my face that it was not going to happen or it could have been the middle finger I raised out of love.
Back in my car I toss my purse over onto the passenger side and put my key in the ignition. I couldn’t handle this type of relationship again. He had placed me in a bad position, I just wanted fun and he just wanted …more. I went home and took a shower. The house was quiet and that was fine with me.
But those flash backs were working a number on me. I could still feel his hands touching me, his lips licking me and … oh my where are my keys.
I would just have to let him know that after tonight, I will not call him nor is he to call me. We are to go our own way in life without looking back on tonight at all.
“Where in the hell are those black panties!”
I have every intention on showing up sexy and ready.
I threw a few items into an old plastic shoe box and tucked it up under my arms and ran out the door.
“I know he hasn’t left his studio yet.” I thought to myself jumping on one foot trying to place on my cute sandals.
In the car driving the street, I wondered how I could be so cold to a man who has asked me to…
“Is that him driving down the other way.” You couldn’t miss that big apple head from outer space.
I did a u-turn in the middle of traffic and laid the peddle to the metal. (Old people talk for gunning it)
I caught up with him a few stop lights down and we pulled into the mall parking lot. You know that part of the parking lot where you hate to park during the Christmas season, but are glad just to find a spot. Yea that one, next to the old tree and no light.
I pulled out an old blanket. We sat under the tree and talked. I mean really talked. I got to know him a little better and he understood that he was pushing it too far. We explain to the mall cops that we were just getting to re-know one another and that we would be leaving soon.
It helped a lot when he gave the guy a fifty and told him to come back in about three hours to check up on us.
When the kissing lead to one thing and then another, I pulled my plastic shoe box out of my car. We continued on with our reunion until everything in my little box was used up, and then the real cops came.
He drove home while I drove around the parking lot waiting for the real cops to go. I returned back to our little spot.
“They have to be out here!” I pointed my keychain flash light in the grass and along side of the tree. My phone rang and without thinking I picked it up. “Did you see what happened to those black…”
“I wasn’t with you tonight, but I would love to spend the rest of it with you.”
It was SCOTT!!!. Read or re read the earlier post to see who he is.
I wanted to show you what my little bag full of tricks look like. Do you have one?