when i talk to God,
i’m realizing i need to be more specific.
i was feeling un-wanted on thursday,
after seeing all these sexy wolves everywhere,
and i said in my head:
i want a WOLF to hit on me…”
…and thats it.
the good part i wasn’t sad about it.
i let it go and moved on about my life.
well someone hit on me alright…
i met him on my first day.
he works in it department and i needed help getting on wifi.
he is much older than me,
in his late 40s,
and looked like he worked with computers for a living.
i saw him in the elevator.
he rushed over to where i was standing to speak to me.
even though my allergies were bugging me,
i am always polite and spoke back.
about 20 minutes later,
he comes over to my desk.
i cannot remember how it started,
but during the conversation,
“you want to come to my home country with me?”
his home country being an island.
i was like,
but i played along.
“will my ticket and hotel be payed for?”
he is eye fuckin’ me down after that.
i knew what time it was.
it caught me off guard because he isn’t one i wouldn’t suspect.
so it went from that to:
“let me take you out…”
“you dating anyone?”
“you so cute…”
…and was literally all over me.
i’m trying to keep it professional and guess what he did?
he reaches down my rubs my paw!!!
while its on the mouse!!!
he was doing way too much for my liking,
so i decided to ask him some questions.
“are you married?”
“i was married,
but i’m not anymore.”
“do you have cubs?”
“yes i have 1.”
“did you mess with males while you were married?”
i tried to keep it inside,
but i messed with one or two.”
while he was answering everything i asked,
he slips me his card with his number on it.
he tells me that he doesn’t like to party,
but did say:
“i like to party in the bedroom.”
he often does sex parties too.
he likes foxes and he is a strict wolf.
he also likes em young and slim.
“you don’t like muscles?” i asked him.
those are usually on top.”
“i like muscles.”
“i don’t have any.”
i let him know early that i was dating someone.
as you know,
but this one was giving me “potential stalker”.
as i was dealing with clients,
he was perched at my desk for a close to an hour.
he still wanted to maintain that conversation,
but i was completely over it.
after he realized i was getting busy,
he finally decided to leave.
once i saw him getting in the elevator,
he held his phone up to signal for me to reach out.
but i’m good.
i’ll make sure i’m more detailed with God going forward.
lowkey: the good news is i feel free now.
the best thing i did was to let go of all that past baggage.