Well Married Guy just left my crib and….. *sigh*….

Ok so this is how it all started.

I was laying in my bed and watching a movie alone. I was simply just enjoying my alone time until I started getting bored and wanted some company.

Turned on the chat site to see what was biting but it seemed like all the fish swam to another part of the ocean. So after chatting with the world’s most boring nigga, I get a text from Married Guy asking if I was free and he wanted to meet me. I was in the mood to meet up but not to have sex. Well that is, unless some fine ass muthafucka showed up. He would have def rocked my world tonight. But, I settled to meet Married Guy.

So, since I never met Married Guy, I figured tonight was the perfect night. I got dressed and met him at the train. He was cute in person but he was kinda…. Doofy. He was kinda fragile looking with clothes on. He was taller than me but his style was all the way wack. I don’t know what boots those were but he should never wear then again. Plus, I smelled something that didn’t smell to fresh.

I brought him back to the spot and we talked. I kept on smelling this nasty smelling item that was part of his outfit. When he got closer to me, that is when it hit me like a lightning rod.

HIS BREATH WAS OUT OF ORDER!

I did everything I could to pay attention to what he was saying but block out that mouth venom. I put a pillow to my face, put my finger under my nose, and even my whole hand in attempts to block it all away.

So quick thinking, I asked if he wanted a massage. He took off his clothes to reveal the nicest toned body… But his breath was still the main focus of why I was turned off. So I gave him a muthafucka of a massage (my world famous massages actually) and he was in heaven.

He decided to return the favor, all while tryna sneak feels on my ass. Married Guy was horny and he was horny for this Fox. He told me I have a nice fat ass and if he could massage my cheeks.

Yeah not happening.

So I told him I had to wake up early and he had to go.

He put his clothes on and I lead him to the door. He proceeded to hug me and feel up on my ass. I couldn’t smell his throat disease so I just stood at my door hugging him. I always enjoyed it. He kept saying all the right things to get the boi puss. He was moving his hips up and down – which meant “Ima play this for a while so he will give in and give me the ass”. He kept whispering in my ear about all the sexual shit we sexted about. He felt my dick and I was hard as hell.

I may have slipped…. Until he turned to face me and I breathed in some of that breath shit and it damn near dazed me out his arms.

That was the final blow that made him have to go.

I couldn’t let him lay ontop of me with his breath smelling the way it did. I woulda been fucked into a coma from bad breath.

So yeah, no sex for Married Guy and I doubt ever. And I am okay with that LOL

Later Foxes

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Is it so hard for a nigga to be punctual?

He says he is going to call you back after what seemed like great conversations and then, no phone call.

Why do dudes do this?

This is why I am glad I didn’t really put as much feelings into Big. He started out great. His life story made me feel “something” and I quietly became attracted to his strenght. Our last great conversation was about our pasts and how similar they were. He would have been definite “Hubby material” regardless of age.

BUT – the night we were suppose to meet was the night things went downhill.

He tells me meet him @ the train station. I didn’t want to meet him that night BUT he was putting on the Zip Lock pressure. I said “Fuck it”, got ready, and out the door I went. I even walked slow to kill some time.

FOXES – when I was arriving the train station, he calls me to tell me that he cannot meet me and that an emergency came up. So because of this dumb ass type nigga, I walked all the way there and had to turn around. Mad was not even the word. Ever since then, our conversations have been weak and he hasn’t been returning phone calls.

I know what that means:

“Miss one, next fifteen one coming.”

What gets me if that he was interested and then FUCKS it up by being sloppy. Thank God these men never get a whiff of the good stuff.

… And now Married Guy is tryna get at me harder than before. One person I dismissed because I wanted a man of my own, no sharing.

Oh well.

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So I was chillin with one of my homegirl’s tonight and her “gay boyfriend” decided to tag along.

Now I am not one to hate on a fellow gay but when you are outregeously flamboyant, I have an issue. The flam gays tend to be ODEE loud and try to blow up your spot.

I’m not with it.

Anyway, he proceeds to tell me that I always look mean and I usually have an attitude when he sees me. I won’t lie, I usually do.

“I mean you look like you need some good dick.” He says, popping his gum.

Now I hope he didn’t think he was giving me this “good dick”.???????

“But I must say, you are a fierce bitch though. I got to say that you are a fierce bitch.”

I am looking at him like WTFFFFF??? Should I be flattered or offended? So I egg him on.

“What do you mean?” I ask.
“The way how you walk in the room. The way how you speak. Just your whole vibe let’s me know you know what you want and you don’t play.” He replies, giving me dap at the end of it.

I guess compliments come in the strangest forms. That is why I tell people that you do not know who is watching and admiring you.

Later Foxes

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You ever meet someone who is not really in the package you wanted, but fits everything else you were looking for?
Well. That is him.

Him has a name. We will call him, “Big”. Not like Carrie from SATC’s Big but Ill explain itself as it goes along.

“I have someone for you!” My friend said excitedly.

Now I don’t know about your friends, but some of my friends do not know exactly what I like. They always try to set me up with some ass douche and expect me to like it. Needless to say, I do not take them seriously when they say they “have someone for me”.

Before I could deny the set up, a cell phone was in my face with a dude on the screen. Foxes, he was kinda cute. Ok not kinda. He was. I could tell he had some swagg off the pose alone.

“What’s wrong with him,” I asked.
“Nothing… Well he is a little short.” Friend says.
“How short? Are we talking midget?”
“Noooo he is like 5’8ish”

I have been feeling pretty open to meeting guys so I said what the hell. My friend gave him my number and we started texting.

Foxes. I won’t lie. He is everything I asked for. He is funny, gets money, and talks major shit to me.

BUT….

And there is that big ol BUT….

After further investigation, turns out he is 18. Yup. The BIG 1-8.

But he speaks very intelligently. After the last 2 yungins, I casted them away for GOOD. But this one seems (keyword) different. So, we will see.

Now if only he can return my phone call, we can see whassup.

(Don’t you hate that?)

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So I told ya’ll I was @ a friend’s crib last night. Well we went out to mingle and came back to watch movies.

P.S = Working on Light Skinned that came over. Turns out he wasn’t messing/fuckin/or dating the mutual friend that brought him over. He kept slipping little looks on me here and there. He was my partner in cards and we wrecked these muthafuckas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daddy and I make a good team. He needs to make it official so I can stop pounding this love pavement.

Anyway, so we were posted up @ like 5 in the morning in the living room, watching a movie when I get an YIM out the blue from this dude I been chattin with. Nothing serious. Met him off the chat site and we exchanged our YIM information. He is serious D/L and I haven’t seen a picture but allegedly from him, he plays ball. Whatever.

So it went a little like this…….

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….. After I write that blog, I was sitting in my friend’s crib just lounging and the finest wolf walks in his spot. Nigga is everything I said I wanted.

He is 6’0, light skin, athletic build, nice swag, CLEAN SNEAKERS (lol) and just all kinds of damn.

Makes me hold on cause he is out there for me.