hi.
i was looking at my phone when i walked in the store,
but when our eyes locked,
i think you saw me mouth the word:

“Damn.”

when i did a full bawdy scan:

Handsome AF
Nice biceps
The black wife beater showed all the meats that was on the menu

like my vixen in “sinners“:

“I wanted you to come steal this pussy.”

it’s just jokes for the “pussy vs bussy” fun killers in the back.
anyhoo,
i was made sure to adjust my body language so you could come steal this.
you gave the impression you were interested but i alas…

Nothing
Nada
“No” in Spanish

i saw you looking at me when i was trying to figure out what bread i wanted to buy.
what i realized when you came into same line i was in:

You been flirting with all these vixens that work there.
They were all giving you the googly eyes and sucking your dick standing up.
I peeped them rushing you to give you things with their pussies leaking.

you were “one of those“.
the type who vixens throw themselves at and you expected me to do the same.
it felt like you wanted me to do the heavy lifting.
i wasn’t gonna be the tom to your jerry.

Oh and I peeped you staring at me out my peripherals as I was leaving.
You didn’t want their pussy; you wanted my pussy.

if this was another phase in my life,
i would have tried to chase you around from aisle to aisle.
life has taught me that shit never works for me.
i just don’t find joy with wolves like before.
if i show interest but there is hesitation,
i’m stepping all the way back.

If I see people throwing themselves in front of moving cars just to fuck you,
I won’t be joining them at that pick me party.

maybe if we see each other next time,
we can try this again.

lowkey: we can all tell when a wolf is huntin’ Foxhole in public.
its the lack of assertiveness that bugs me.
so i gotta find a way to come up to you AND give you pleasure too?
nah.