Ok, so about 4 weeks ago I went out downtown with my sister and some of her work friends. We ran into this guy that I work with and his friend who I will name L_dub. L_dub was smoking hot. I mean beautiful brown skin, not real dark, not real light. He was tall and had a rock hard, smoking body. We went back to my work friend's apt and smoked and L_dub called me back in the hallway. I was all kinds of taken back b/c I didn't know he was feeling me. He gave me his number so I was stocked.
Oh, so I was wearing this really pretty maxi dress. (which I personally hate the name for it. I mean who comes up with these names?) Well I can't wear a bra with it and I don't have a strapless. Why don't I have a strapless bra? Well b/c I think they all suck. They all slip/fall down and then my tits are all not supported and that's not good. So... I duct taped my boobs. Yes I put something over my nipples so it wouldn't hurt. This wasn't the first time I've done that. Anyway, so back in the hallway, L_dub tried to hug me and I was all super paranoid that he was going to feel the duct tape so I had to position myself in the hug so he couldn't. Totally random.
Anyway, so we were texting and stuff and he went to Hawaii for at least a week if not longer. We were going to meet up last weekend, but it never happened. I went back to my friend JP's house after work and met up with some other girls and we smoked. So when L_dub texted me, I really was not in the right state of mind to text back. This is all new to me. I've never dated anyone and texting is a game/art in itself. Plus I mean, i was hiiigggh so it was just a struggle to text. I couldn't drive so we didn't meet up.
Short story long, he blew me off. I was going to go to a football game Saturday to see him and he never texted me. Oh well. No big deal. I'm thinking that this dude is way too hot for me anyway. I mean, he is smokin' hot. No lie. Totally cut body. Man the bad things I would have done to him. Meh, his loss.
So this morning when my alarm goes off, I was in the middle of a dream. My dream.... I was going out on a date with L_dub and I was getting ready at the house I lived at. Apparently, it was this like run down house with junk everywhere and it wasn't my house. I was staying there. Like the bathroom didn't even really have a door and there was no mirror. So L_dub comes to the door and I'm not ready. I have pants on but no shirt so I walk out to open the door with my hands covering my tits. I walk around like this often actually in my house. So, I finish getting ready. We are in the house and pass by this strawberry cake and he tells me that he bought the same one and it's good. He feeds me a bite. It was so yummy. Then we just start kissing. I have him pined against a wall and we are just making out. My god his lips are just awesome to kiss. So soft and well kissable. Then my alarm goes off. I was pretty pissed that it was a dream.
I mean seriously, the things that I would do to him..... I can't think more than that b/c I'm at work and I don't want to have to excuse myself to go to the bathroom.
I'll post later about why I can't have sex with him and why I've never been on a date nor played the text message game.
Friday, August 1, 2008
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