My friend Daemian came up to visit again. He had a great time, learned a few things, and even cried, but I will leave him to tell his own tales. See the link on the right hand list.
Wednesday night I made pumpkin cheesecake, glazed apple pie (think Hostess Fruit Pie), and fudge brownies. Though, they were more like brownie-flavored fudge. Daemian came in on the bus, so I picked him up. He had UPS'ed over a CASE of wine, so I unpacked those, and put the whites in the fridge. We went to the club that night and hung out for a little bit. Danced a wee bit, as well. Confirmed plans with Carl, who was making the feast the next day.
Thursday we headed over to Miss Kitty's house. Carl did most of the cooking, with Kitty contributing meatballs and lasagna. Carl made a beautiful ham, a glorious turkey draped in bacon (which kept it OH so moist), candied yams, roasted-garlic mashed potatoes (Insert sound of Homer Simpson drooling), and both a fruit & chocolate fondue, and a bread and cheese fondue. He made his own cranberry sauce, and had a few other sides and rolls... It was a great meal, but dessert stole the show, as always! They were all very fond of the pumpkin cheesecake! Later that evening, Carl and Mattie had to go to work, so the party broke up. D and I went back to my place. The fact that he had not seen Moulin Rouge had come up in conversation, and Carl was adamant that we correct that error. (Daemian likes adamant demands!) So, we watched Moulin Rouge. Nosed around my Playstation games a little after that.
Friday we had tentative plans to head over to Brad's house to play some games. He had other possibilities floating around, so we ended up with a little time to kill. I ended up at Best Buy and walked out with a Playstation3 and several games. Love it! Need the Burnout series to hit the next gen, now! We started a game of Civ (board game version), but quit around midnight. D and I headed to the club again. The owner was there, slightly drunk, and was a little PO'ed at me, cuz they were short-staffed. Nobody asked me to work that night, though he had mentioned in earshot that they would be short-staffed. Not my problem, really... We had a good time there, and I danced a lot with the Brazilians. Junior and Leo were there. I was a little flirty with Leo, which made Junior a little more touchy-feely with me. I told Leo I wanted to kiss him, and he said I had already kissed his friend, meaning Marcelo. I protested that I was working that night, and just got a kiss 'hello' from Marcelo, and wanted a REAL kiss from Leo, as in "twenty minutes"! He gave a 'damn, Gina' look, and said something about not wanting people to think he was trampy. I pushed gently the rest of the night, and on their way out, Leo gave me a couple really good kisses. After grabbing their coats, he turned to give me one last mini make-out session. HOT!
Saturday morning I made a banana bread (we may be reaching 6 digits on the calorie count by now!!) and we headed back over to Brad's house to finish the game. I lost - miserably. I always lose once it turns to dice rolls. We headed over to 5&Diner for burgers. Then Brad headed to a HS reunion, and D and I picked up Ronny and Cris and headed to Best Buy. Ronny wanted a flat-panel TV, and was all excited about a $450 32" one. Daemian and I both vetoed that idea when we saw it. No-name chinese import TV with no picture resolution data on the box. No display model, either. He ended up with a 26" Magnavox with built-in DVD. Very nice picture, and reasonably priced. Fits well in Ronny's bedroom, too. (He can now watch Project Runway at home; that was his objective.) He also bought an iPod to send to his nephew, and I picked up a BluRay to try out my new PS3's video player. "300" Even on my analog TV (it IS a Sony Trinitron, however) it looked impressive. Daemian wants me to buy a LCD from him. I'm contemplating... Went to the club again that night. Cris and Brad were there, as were Rick and Andrej. Apparently Andrej is leaving this Wednesday for Brazil, and still sat sulking in the corner. I danced for a little while, then saw Marcelo. Had the usual 'why didn't you call' and 'I want to kiss you' comments, that went nowhere. Later, he was sitting on the couches, with his friends (a couple). I decided to sit next to him. He put his arm around me, though still declined kissing. He said he doesn't like to kiss unless it's his boyfriend. I said if he would call me back I might be! Even his friends were trying to get him to kiss me, but he said he was too tired. We ended up cuddled on the couch for the rest of the night. Mostly I was in his arms *heeheee*, but for a while he was in my lap, and I rubbed his back. Really nice hands, great arms, good legs. I slid my hand a little 'too' far into his crotch when he let me feel his leg! When they turned the lights on, we got up off the couch. I had to stand behind the support column because I was a little too excited. He stood behind me, and started grinding his crotch into my ass. *giggle* I did finally get a kiss, too. A couple minutes' worth! But he had to leave.
Sunday, D and I went to brunch. Headed to Block5 again. (See the Halloween post.) His first real brunch experience. (Bad homo!) The food was excellent, and the waiter was yummy, too. The staff wears 'pajama'-ish clothes for brunch, so he had on flannel pj pants and a T-shirt. Nice butt. He was the only one wearing a server's apron, so I'm guessing he has a big bulge, too! I dropped Daemian off at the bus station a little later, and Ronny called. His computer died, and he needed my help again. I gave a quick call to Marcelo before heading over, but he didn't pick up, and has not returned my message. Mr. I'll-call-you-tomorrow strikes again! Ronny and I watched the two episodes of Project Runway I had recorded, and I got his computer up and running again. It ended up being a later night than expected. I had even offered to have the roomies come over to my place to watch "300" but they were not interested in heading outside. Junior has not seen it yet (he took two Tylenol PM the night he went to see it at the theater, and slept through most of it), so I made sure to mention that he can come over whenever he needs to watch it!
Monday, November 26, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Swing and a Miss
Friday night I was working again. It started off as a slow night, but picked up considerably! Chris came in to visit. He had a couple drinks, too, but spent a large portion of the evening up at the front chatting with me. The DJ's boyfriend (Justin) noticed, and started teasing. "Is that your BOYfriend??" I said I didn't know, so Justin said - loud enough for all to hear - that we Should date, because we would be cute together. Chris left around midnight. I noticed again that kissing him caused no sparks. Impending danger...
Shortly before Chris left, Junior came in. Chris was standing next to the desk. Junior has heard that I was starting to 'see' someone (I was with Ronny when the phone call for the first dinner triggered things). I got a more-friendly kiss, by his initiation. No big deal, though. Shortly after Chris left, Marcelo (Mr. Call You Tomorrow) showed up, with a couple other friends. One of whom was the guy whose name I couldn't remember that was with Joaquin. Joaquin was not there, but the 'guy' is Leonardo. I said hi to Leo, and got a sexy kiss from Marcelo.
Later, more Brazilians showed up. It had been a while since a mass influx of 'zilians were there, and this was the breaking of the levee. A new hottie was among the group, named Joao (with a ~ over the a; their version of John). I said HI to him, but he didn't seem too impressed. There is another Brazilian I've been noticing for several months now, but he's only 20, and I still haven't caught his name (one a night is good progress). He came in with a group of mostly female friends.
The hot gay nerd, Tom, was also there. He also got overheated on the dancefloor and needed to drop his shirt off at coat check again. This time we were charging for coat check, but I asked if I could get a kiss as well, again. He grabbed me, and kissed me. Like make-out style kissing. Grabbed the back of my head, good pressure, some tongue. When he stopped, he said "mmmmmm" and grabbed me again. I got three kisses from him. (And a $1 in the tip jar!) Then he said "Thank YOU!" and went back to dancing. That one has sparks. Getting arrested in SoCal for arson kinda sparks.
I said goodnight to Joao on his way out, but again, he didn't seem to care too much. I got another nice kiss from Marcelo on HIS way out, so I asked again when he was gonna call. He just laughed, and left. I said "goodnight cutie" to Leo. The 20-year-old decided to change clothes in front of the door, so I was right there as he took his shirt off. I took advantage of the opportunity to call out an "Oi Gostoso!" He gave a surprised look as the faghag commented in portuguese how surprised she was to hear me say the word "gostoso". Tom stopped by to pick up his shirt from the coat check. I got three more sparking kisses, another $1, and a "wow"! Again, the last I heard, he's not single.
Saturday, went to the gym, then met up with Chris for lunch. I took him to the Brazilian barbeque place, though he grabbed the check again. (Nobody there that I knew, though there were a couple cuties I tried to stare at for Chris's sake.) He really like the food there. We bummed around a bit, went back to my place and watched "Another Gay Movie". He hadn't seen it, so we needed to correct that! Then Brad and Cris showed up, and we headed over to a party. Had a great time. We went to bed when we got back to my place, but I never got aroused, so we went to sleep. Around 4:30am I woke up with a hard-on and a Greek all over me. We got around to breaking out the condoms and lube, and I was Close to shootin, but then I started losing steam. He wouldn't finish til I did, and I lost the ability to finish, so he didn't. In the morning he tried again, and I tried to focus on selfishly enjoying the experience in an effort to keep myself motivated. A flash of Tom's kiss passed through my mind, and I sprang to attention. Of course, artificially contrived doesn't last long of it's own accord, and I "petered out" again. We showered, and he left to have brunch with his parents. I headed over to my bar coworker's house, and a bunch of us played poker and ate and drank all day.
Chris is a great guy, and he's TOTALLY into me, and seems to be relationship oriented. He is attractive, though a little pudgier than I've been with before. And, in what should be an hallelujah moment, he is even a top! But I uh kinda suspect it's not going to work out. There is just not enough chemistry there to maintain the physical aspect. I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to discuss it with him - we both have pre-arranged plans for the upcoming holiday. The only consolation I guess is that Tom isn't Brazilian, so it's NOT that I've dedicated myself to Brazilians! A white guy DID turn me on! Just not the one trying to be with me.
Shortly before Chris left, Junior came in. Chris was standing next to the desk. Junior has heard that I was starting to 'see' someone (I was with Ronny when the phone call for the first dinner triggered things). I got a more-friendly kiss, by his initiation. No big deal, though. Shortly after Chris left, Marcelo (Mr. Call You Tomorrow) showed up, with a couple other friends. One of whom was the guy whose name I couldn't remember that was with Joaquin. Joaquin was not there, but the 'guy' is Leonardo. I said hi to Leo, and got a sexy kiss from Marcelo.
Later, more Brazilians showed up. It had been a while since a mass influx of 'zilians were there, and this was the breaking of the levee. A new hottie was among the group, named Joao (with a ~ over the a; their version of John). I said HI to him, but he didn't seem too impressed. There is another Brazilian I've been noticing for several months now, but he's only 20, and I still haven't caught his name (one a night is good progress). He came in with a group of mostly female friends.
The hot gay nerd, Tom, was also there. He also got overheated on the dancefloor and needed to drop his shirt off at coat check again. This time we were charging for coat check, but I asked if I could get a kiss as well, again. He grabbed me, and kissed me. Like make-out style kissing. Grabbed the back of my head, good pressure, some tongue. When he stopped, he said "mmmmmm" and grabbed me again. I got three kisses from him. (And a $1 in the tip jar!) Then he said "Thank YOU!" and went back to dancing. That one has sparks. Getting arrested in SoCal for arson kinda sparks.
I said goodnight to Joao on his way out, but again, he didn't seem to care too much. I got another nice kiss from Marcelo on HIS way out, so I asked again when he was gonna call. He just laughed, and left. I said "goodnight cutie" to Leo. The 20-year-old decided to change clothes in front of the door, so I was right there as he took his shirt off. I took advantage of the opportunity to call out an "Oi Gostoso!" He gave a surprised look as the faghag commented in portuguese how surprised she was to hear me say the word "gostoso". Tom stopped by to pick up his shirt from the coat check. I got three more sparking kisses, another $1, and a "wow"! Again, the last I heard, he's not single.
Saturday, went to the gym, then met up with Chris for lunch. I took him to the Brazilian barbeque place, though he grabbed the check again. (Nobody there that I knew, though there were a couple cuties I tried to stare at for Chris's sake.) He really like the food there. We bummed around a bit, went back to my place and watched "Another Gay Movie". He hadn't seen it, so we needed to correct that! Then Brad and Cris showed up, and we headed over to a party. Had a great time. We went to bed when we got back to my place, but I never got aroused, so we went to sleep. Around 4:30am I woke up with a hard-on and a Greek all over me. We got around to breaking out the condoms and lube, and I was Close to shootin, but then I started losing steam. He wouldn't finish til I did, and I lost the ability to finish, so he didn't. In the morning he tried again, and I tried to focus on selfishly enjoying the experience in an effort to keep myself motivated. A flash of Tom's kiss passed through my mind, and I sprang to attention. Of course, artificially contrived doesn't last long of it's own accord, and I "petered out" again. We showered, and he left to have brunch with his parents. I headed over to my bar coworker's house, and a bunch of us played poker and ate and drank all day.
Chris is a great guy, and he's TOTALLY into me, and seems to be relationship oriented. He is attractive, though a little pudgier than I've been with before. And, in what should be an hallelujah moment, he is even a top! But I uh kinda suspect it's not going to work out. There is just not enough chemistry there to maintain the physical aspect. I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to discuss it with him - we both have pre-arranged plans for the upcoming holiday. The only consolation I guess is that Tom isn't Brazilian, so it's NOT that I've dedicated myself to Brazilians! A white guy DID turn me on! Just not the one trying to be with me.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Rejection
WARNING: This is another dream post. But this one isn't as fun as the last one.
It started off at work, though I was at a different place than in real life. It was just an office, and it felt like Boston. Anyway, around 3:30 I headed 'downstairs' and bumped into Cris (longtime Brazilian friend/crush Cris, not new Greek Chris). Gave him a friendly hello. He was on the phone with Ronny, who was on his way over. I had to work until 4, but wasted the last few minutes of work pretending to text people on my cellphone, which for some reason, in the dream, I had the phone Ronny really has. Anyway, so I finish work, as some obnoxious fat busy-body type sees me texting and says "Oh, just send an email!" Ronny shows up, and the three of us head to a Brazilian party, which involves a lot of food (as always).
As we are chatting, and eating, I look across the table and see the two cuties I've mentioned from the club, one whose name I can't remember and the other is Joaquin. I wave hello, and they smile back. Shortly after, I am heading back from the bathroom, and bump into Junior. I give him a kiss, and it ends up as a friendly peck on the lips. In real life, he always turns his cheek, and I never get the lips. Since I got lips, I laughed and went in for another. He obliged. So I took a third. As I went for a fourth he dodged, so I got all serious and started talking about the party. I mentioned how cute Joaquin is, and he agreed, but mentioned that Joaquin is seeing someone. As I was saying I figured as much, and started telling how I've seen him there with the other name-forgotten one, Joaquin shows up, puts his arm around Junior, and they affectionately kiss. Junior then gives me a sheepish "well I TOLD you" look, and I start fuming. Dammit dammit dammit. I can't have EITHER ONE!
That feeling lingered past waking, and the details and flow of the dream were SO realistic, that it took a while before I realized it was a dream. Of course, the 'can't have' part is pretty real, anyway. But at least they're not together!!
It started off at work, though I was at a different place than in real life. It was just an office, and it felt like Boston. Anyway, around 3:30 I headed 'downstairs' and bumped into Cris (longtime Brazilian friend/crush Cris, not new Greek Chris). Gave him a friendly hello. He was on the phone with Ronny, who was on his way over. I had to work until 4, but wasted the last few minutes of work pretending to text people on my cellphone, which for some reason, in the dream, I had the phone Ronny really has. Anyway, so I finish work, as some obnoxious fat busy-body type sees me texting and says "Oh, just send an email!" Ronny shows up, and the three of us head to a Brazilian party, which involves a lot of food (as always).
As we are chatting, and eating, I look across the table and see the two cuties I've mentioned from the club, one whose name I can't remember and the other is Joaquin. I wave hello, and they smile back. Shortly after, I am heading back from the bathroom, and bump into Junior. I give him a kiss, and it ends up as a friendly peck on the lips. In real life, he always turns his cheek, and I never get the lips. Since I got lips, I laughed and went in for another. He obliged. So I took a third. As I went for a fourth he dodged, so I got all serious and started talking about the party. I mentioned how cute Joaquin is, and he agreed, but mentioned that Joaquin is seeing someone. As I was saying I figured as much, and started telling how I've seen him there with the other name-forgotten one, Joaquin shows up, puts his arm around Junior, and they affectionately kiss. Junior then gives me a sheepish "well I TOLD you" look, and I start fuming. Dammit dammit dammit. I can't have EITHER ONE!
That feeling lingered past waking, and the details and flow of the dream were SO realistic, that it took a while before I realized it was a dream. Of course, the 'can't have' part is pretty real, anyway. But at least they're not together!!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Greek to Me
Friday night was slow at the club. Couple cuties. Nothing fruitful. The "gay one" stripper was there, but he brought a friend, and paid me No attention. I get more lovin' from the "straight one".
Saturday night I was going to hang out with Ronny, but he said he needed to have a discussion with Luis (the closet case semi-boyfriend) and would call me later. In the meantime, I got a call from Eddie asking if I could come in and work 'floater' that night. I have been strictly front door since the one time I did it as a favor back in July, so the thought of being there and walking around was kinda nice.
The owner stopped by with a friend who was totally my type. His name was Jazz. Might be spelled differently, but that's how he said to pronounce it! He was fun, and I was flirting fairly freely. When the bartender accused me of going down on guys in the bathrooms, I touched Jazz's shoulder and said "Only certain people". But he left early, and I didn't get any digits.
The guy previously mentioned as "James" showed up as well. We chatted for a little while, until the bartender yelled at me to get back to work! His name is actually Chris. I slipped him my phone number.
Sunday I helped Ronny get his bluetooth set up, and we went to the Verizon store for him to buy the music downloading kit. The Verizon store is close to Coldstone Creamery, so we stopped there for a treat! On the way back to Ronny's house, Chris called. We arranged to meet later for dinner.
Dinner was nice. He's 37, Greek, a History teacher, has a house in Tampa, lives on the west side of town. After dinner we headed for a drink. I decided the bar I work at would be a bad idea - too much intrusion and commentary. Then I remembered I had no money, so he bought me a drink, and asked if he'd want to go back to my place after the first round, so I wouldn't have to mooch off of him all night (he paid for dinner before I had a chance). He readily agreed.
We quickly ended up making out on the couch. Then ended up in my bedroom. Only did "first date" kinda stuff. Then I started getting tired, so we called it a night. We have plans to spend Saturday night at my place together, so I'll get a cuddly Sunday morning again, which I haven't had in Ages.
Saturday night I was going to hang out with Ronny, but he said he needed to have a discussion with Luis (the closet case semi-boyfriend) and would call me later. In the meantime, I got a call from Eddie asking if I could come in and work 'floater' that night. I have been strictly front door since the one time I did it as a favor back in July, so the thought of being there and walking around was kinda nice.
The owner stopped by with a friend who was totally my type. His name was Jazz. Might be spelled differently, but that's how he said to pronounce it! He was fun, and I was flirting fairly freely. When the bartender accused me of going down on guys in the bathrooms, I touched Jazz's shoulder and said "Only certain people". But he left early, and I didn't get any digits.
The guy previously mentioned as "James" showed up as well. We chatted for a little while, until the bartender yelled at me to get back to work! His name is actually Chris. I slipped him my phone number.
Sunday I helped Ronny get his bluetooth set up, and we went to the Verizon store for him to buy the music downloading kit. The Verizon store is close to Coldstone Creamery, so we stopped there for a treat! On the way back to Ronny's house, Chris called. We arranged to meet later for dinner.
Dinner was nice. He's 37, Greek, a History teacher, has a house in Tampa, lives on the west side of town. After dinner we headed for a drink. I decided the bar I work at would be a bad idea - too much intrusion and commentary. Then I remembered I had no money, so he bought me a drink, and asked if he'd want to go back to my place after the first round, so I wouldn't have to mooch off of him all night (he paid for dinner before I had a chance). He readily agreed.
We quickly ended up making out on the couch. Then ended up in my bedroom. Only did "first date" kinda stuff. Then I started getting tired, so we called it a night. We have plans to spend Saturday night at my place together, so I'll get a cuddly Sunday morning again, which I haven't had in Ages.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
addendum
I completely forgot to mention the Other fun episode from last Friday night. The hunky stripper Nate was there with his brother, Rich. Twin brother. Nate apparently does personal training, as well, and is a bit more buff than Rich. Also more outgoing. I noticed Rich has a slight speech impediment, which I am sure is what led to him being more quiet.
The two of them stayed up front by me and chatted for quite a while. At one point, Mattie came over, and got around to calling Nate "the straight one". To which, I commented "That would imply YOU (looking at Rich) are 'the gay one'!" Nate said yea, Rich was lookin' for a man. I said I was, too!
Nate was working that night, and Rich was just along for support. He came over to talk to me some more by himself, while Nate was busy. We got along well enough, so I asked him about his preferences. He claims to only hook up with guys if it will help advance his career (wants to be a model). Oh, I can already envision the disappointment that is going to lead to! But I just laughed and said I'd have to figure out a way to advance his career...
They said goodnight as they left to go home at the end of the evening. Rich quickly added that he would see me next Friday. Now I also have to lose 10 pounds by then!! :)
The two of them stayed up front by me and chatted for quite a while. At one point, Mattie came over, and got around to calling Nate "the straight one". To which, I commented "That would imply YOU (looking at Rich) are 'the gay one'!" Nate said yea, Rich was lookin' for a man. I said I was, too!
Nate was working that night, and Rich was just along for support. He came over to talk to me some more by himself, while Nate was busy. We got along well enough, so I asked him about his preferences. He claims to only hook up with guys if it will help advance his career (wants to be a model). Oh, I can already envision the disappointment that is going to lead to! But I just laughed and said I'd have to figure out a way to advance his career...
They said goodnight as they left to go home at the end of the evening. Rich quickly added that he would see me next Friday. Now I also have to lose 10 pounds by then!! :)
Monday, November 05, 2007
Gosto
This past weekend was my first on my new schedule at the club. Friday night I work, but Saturday I have off. Sadly, I had to go to my dayjob on Saturday morning.
Friday night was fairly slow. There was one of the cute Brazilians that showed up, but he had a new 'zilian with him. REALLY attractive! His name was Joaquin, which seems very non-Brazilian, but whatever. I took as much opportunity to peek around the corner to check him out. Sadly, I soon saw them kissing each other. Well, here's to hoping they get into 3-ways...
Saturday I ended up at the club. Danced with Cris and Junior. I was also drinking. John showed up that night, as well. He is apparently seeing someone now. Twinky little blonde boy about 18 years old. I guess I am WAY too old to be John's type.
I headed to the back area of the club at one point, and saw Cris catching some cool air by the smoking patio. I put an arm around him, and he put one around me. I leaned in and said "Eu gosto demais de voce" (I like you too much). He said "Eu tambem" (Me too) and gave me a hug. That may go nowhere, or it may cause problems.
I got a little bit too drunk as the night progressed. I ended up chipping my front tooth at some point. It's not bad enough to be noticeable, but I can feel the rough edge against my tongue, and it is driving me NUTS!
Friday night was fairly slow. There was one of the cute Brazilians that showed up, but he had a new 'zilian with him. REALLY attractive! His name was Joaquin, which seems very non-Brazilian, but whatever. I took as much opportunity to peek around the corner to check him out. Sadly, I soon saw them kissing each other. Well, here's to hoping they get into 3-ways...
Saturday I ended up at the club. Danced with Cris and Junior. I was also drinking. John showed up that night, as well. He is apparently seeing someone now. Twinky little blonde boy about 18 years old. I guess I am WAY too old to be John's type.
I headed to the back area of the club at one point, and saw Cris catching some cool air by the smoking patio. I put an arm around him, and he put one around me. I leaned in and said "Eu gosto demais de voce" (I like you too much). He said "Eu tambem" (Me too) and gave me a hug. That may go nowhere, or it may cause problems.
I got a little bit too drunk as the night progressed. I ended up chipping my front tooth at some point. It's not bad enough to be noticeable, but I can feel the rough edge against my tongue, and it is driving me NUTS!
Friday, November 02, 2007
Wonderful Dream
It has been a while since I've subjected you to a retelling of a dream I had, so I will recount last night's. It was a sex dream. And it was a good one! For me, anyway!!
It was set in a house with a group of roommates. Think Real World or Surreal Life. One of the roommates was (in dream-world) Flava Flav's son. I did not get a name. And, no, I have NO idea if he has children (I would assume, tho) or how old they would be, or any such real info. But it was a dream, OK.
Someone decided that we should all go to a movie. I ended up in FF's room, as he was getting ready. Hot little black guy, with an absolutely adorable face. (I'm guessing the mother was way better lookin' than the dad!) As the son of a famous rapper-type, he was saddled with the expectation to be straight. We were talking, and he got very close, however. I jokingly said, "What, are you gonna kiss me?" And he did. Sweet little peck on the lips. Then he looked all embarrassed. Blabbered on about something for a while. Then got that "oh what the hell" look and grabbed me. Pulled me in tight, and kissed me again. This one started closed, but soon opened. Then turned into full-on making out. (The heat coming off the small of his back was really enticing!) Soon we were on the floor, and clothes were being tossed to the side. As his 'first time' I figured we'd start him off as a French-passive. (it's an old term meaning getting a blow job) He was into that, and I was into that. And he tasted good! Lot of chocolate to work with, too, of course. (It IS a dream, remember!) I was enjoying it so much that I erupted quite forcefully. Think Vesuvius vs. Pompeii. He (being rather nervous and all) came a little less dramatically, but fell into my arms and kissed me some more.
After some snuggling, which kinda just smears the mess around, I checked around on the floor to see how bad of a mess I made on the carpet. Nothing. I was shocked! Then I noticed the ceiling was Sprayed! I have been known to fire good distances, but 10 feet is a bit unrealistic... (Side note - if you've seen Something About Mary, I have done that, and you can HEAR it hit your ear, and FEEL it sticking to the side, so that scene was VERY implausible! Yes, I know it was meant to be...) We did a little wiping, and then he fell back against the dresser. He was just so irresistible that I had to go in and kiss him some more. He kissed right back!
Then he got that "what does this Mean?" look on his face, and pondered aloud if he could handle having a boyfriend. I asked if he meant he wanted one. This caused an "oh my God" expression, and he asked if I would be at all interested in dating him. I said Yes! Then grabbed him and started making out some more.
That was how I woke up this morning. He was just so damn cute, it was a shame I'll never see him again! :)
It was set in a house with a group of roommates. Think Real World or Surreal Life. One of the roommates was (in dream-world) Flava Flav's son. I did not get a name. And, no, I have NO idea if he has children (I would assume, tho) or how old they would be, or any such real info. But it was a dream, OK.
Someone decided that we should all go to a movie. I ended up in FF's room, as he was getting ready. Hot little black guy, with an absolutely adorable face. (I'm guessing the mother was way better lookin' than the dad!) As the son of a famous rapper-type, he was saddled with the expectation to be straight. We were talking, and he got very close, however. I jokingly said, "What, are you gonna kiss me?" And he did. Sweet little peck on the lips. Then he looked all embarrassed. Blabbered on about something for a while. Then got that "oh what the hell" look and grabbed me. Pulled me in tight, and kissed me again. This one started closed, but soon opened. Then turned into full-on making out. (The heat coming off the small of his back was really enticing!) Soon we were on the floor, and clothes were being tossed to the side. As his 'first time' I figured we'd start him off as a French-passive. (it's an old term meaning getting a blow job) He was into that, and I was into that. And he tasted good! Lot of chocolate to work with, too, of course. (It IS a dream, remember!) I was enjoying it so much that I erupted quite forcefully. Think Vesuvius vs. Pompeii. He (being rather nervous and all) came a little less dramatically, but fell into my arms and kissed me some more.
After some snuggling, which kinda just smears the mess around, I checked around on the floor to see how bad of a mess I made on the carpet. Nothing. I was shocked! Then I noticed the ceiling was Sprayed! I have been known to fire good distances, but 10 feet is a bit unrealistic... (Side note - if you've seen Something About Mary, I have done that, and you can HEAR it hit your ear, and FEEL it sticking to the side, so that scene was VERY implausible! Yes, I know it was meant to be...) We did a little wiping, and then he fell back against the dresser. He was just so irresistible that I had to go in and kiss him some more. He kissed right back!
Then he got that "what does this Mean?" look on his face, and pondered aloud if he could handle having a boyfriend. I asked if he meant he wanted one. This caused an "oh my God" expression, and he asked if I would be at all interested in dating him. I said Yes! Then grabbed him and started making out some more.
That was how I woke up this morning. He was just so damn cute, it was a shame I'll never see him again! :)
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Bad News
I got my bill today for internet service from the cable company. Back in August, I got a bill for two months that said I was PAST DUE for August. Now, I NEVER miss paying a bill, so I could not believe this to be true, but was unable to prove otherwise. So, I sent in two month's worth. In September, I never got a bill at all. This was strange, so I pulled up the account, and it said I had $0 balance, and was paid until November. I assumed this meant the morons found the July payment they thought I missed, so doubling up in August put me a month ahead. Today's bill again says I am PAST DUE. I do now know if they f&#^'ed up September or both or everything, or what the bloody hell is going on. I will just send in a double payment, and let it go. Next month I am going to send them money, whether they ask for it not!
Other bad news today, the hottie at work, referred previously as "O" has gone to boot camp. Army. It's kinda sad... I hope he comes back alive.
Other bad news today, the hottie at work, referred previously as "O" has gone to boot camp. Army. It's kinda sad... I hope he comes back alive.
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