you ever been out in public,
saw a dude,
and you both were on “the same page”?
because the situation was hot,
ya’ll couldn’t connect in the way you wanted?
the words you both wanted to say couldn’t be said?
oh it has happened to you too?
well that happen to me just now,
actually i think it happens to me all the time…
i decided to go to the barber shop late today.
i have been getting over this flu and quite frank,
i was exhausted AF today.
my body has been wyldin.
i didn’t even turn on any football games.
so i go to the barber shop and was lucky to get in the chair when i walked in.
my shop gets packed real quick.
so i’m in the chair,
and this wolf walks in with his son.
this wolf with his cub was fine as FUCK.
when i saw him,
i actually thought he resembled this wolf:
he was just a little short,
but it was his body that caught my attention.
he was thick.
i could see his pecs in his t shirt.
you know i love that.
his arms were big.
fat ass that i could see in his jeans.
you could tell he doesn’t work on his stomach tho.
i still would let him bang me.
so i’m trying not to look at him,
but he and that chest is literally in my face,
but i’m noticing he is looking at me ever so often.
when my barber would turn the chair in his direction,
we would catch eyes.
my foxy senses buzzed.
my ears went up.
this was more than just “looking at me”.
even though i looked like hell as i was getting done up,
i need to realize other people don’t think that about me.
i see my flaws.
they see my beauty.
i could tell he would have tried something if we were alone.
writing on my site,
i realized that if a wolf is truly d/l,
you aren’t getting that number in a crowded situation.
this isn’t a movie.
there is no “aww” moments.
he isn’t going to follow me outside when i left to hunt me down.
this is reality in the life of lookin for a man.
we stare at each other,
have a moment of “what if”,
and go about our separate ways if the situation isn’t right.
sometimes meeting wolves in public is really based on luck and surroundings.
if i meet that wolf again,
then we will repeat and see what happens.
he might have given up on me once i walked out the door.
he might think of me while jackin’ off in the shower tonight.
i don’t know.
i hope i do get to see him again tho.
cub or not,
i want him to devour all my good stuff.