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Friday Triple Feature

This may get a lil lengthy, I had a few things on my mind and they were pressing me. So, I apologize in advance, I don't like to write extended posts because I take people's attention span into consideration. Here I go... the topics are in large colored font.

Worked Out!
Eric and I went jogging in the park. its been about a month since I was outside jogging in nature. I've been jogging indoors about 2 miles. It's so different jogging outside when its cold, opposed to the 70 and 80 degree weather. I checked the ol G1 for the current temperature and it told me 52 degrees! The next time I do something ignorant like that, I'll have a headband on to keep my ears warm. I felt like they were throbbing! Fuzzy isn't so happy in the cold elements. I prefer the warmth any day of the week!

I did about a mile close to two, which included many inclines and declines and I felt my lungs calling for reinforcements. I was trained to push forward and not to stop and never quit. I tried to keep up with this man, this 42 year old man. He began to inch forward; I was slowing down. After about 5 minutes of pushing and pushing, my lungs went on break and said "be back soon"! I gave the go ahead after about the 3rd mile and began to walk. I was satisfied that I pushed and did more than I normally would. I'm not gonna forget that a 42 year old man outdid me!

Off the Market!
Last night, after the run, Eric and I had a conversation. It started out with a question at the Chinese store, well after we left the store. It made me uneasy because I thought he was going to ask me something that was going to require masses amounts of thought. Either that or it was gonna be so far in left field and take me by surprise and I'd have difficulty answering. It was neither of those. He asked me if I was seeing anybody or dating someone. I said no. He also asked me was I giving somebody else the impression that we were in a relationship. I said no. I told him the only thing I was doing was entertaining. I told him that he was the only one that I was seriously thinking about on a daily basis. Which is a true statement. He smiled. Good right? WRONG! Apparently, when Eric smiles, it means the opposite of what's seen. He was bothered. I was confused. I asked what was wrong. He told me that his instincts told him that I wasn't being completely honest with him.

I gave him a detailed breakdown of everyone I was entertaining, and the situations surrounding them. He was still uneasy. I was getting scared. I was thinking, "I'm being honest with this guy and its not even enough, why?" I asked him why he felt uneasy and he replied, "your phone!" In confusion, I asked him what the issue was with my phone. He said its always going "New Message" and you always reply every time something comes in. I told him that I have emails coming through to my phone from work, from personal email, text messages and instant messages alike. I have many of friends and associates that text rather than phone call. I'm a victim of my generation that has that addiction to cellphones and technology! I understand his concern. Then he asked to see my phone. *WHAT?* I obliged and showed him my text messages. Granted, my phone isn't clean but I was willing to show him a bit of me and that I'm not going to hide anything. I had explanations for everything, and honest ones. I saw that uneasy "instinctual" smile that he was wearing. I didn't like it.

I was asking myself, for the entire time this convo was taking place, "what am I going to do to ensure that I still keep this guy around?" My response was to remove myself from the market. I have to remove those other guys that are not a direct possibility and focus on this one guy, forsaking all others. I'm still single, but, in my view, I am officially seeing someone. I'm off the market, placed on hold for one customer. Hopefully, Eric picks me up!

What will you do?
As a single person, guy or gal, what are you willing to do to be with someone? What are you willing to change about yourself in order to be with someone? Do you think sacrifice is healthy to be able to be with someone? In the same respect, what wont you do? What will you not compromise? What wont you change?

I'm not saying that I'm changing or sacrificing anything, but I will say that I am doing some things differently than I have done in the past. I think I need to do things differently to yield a different result, hopefully a better result. I've never taken myself off the market for a prospect, but only after a decision has been made to officially be with someone. I wonder how this will turn out. I'm going to be contacting these prospects and telling them to fall back and to be easy. If not, there is a "sent to voicemail" feature on my phone that can always be used. Freezing and deleting online accounts and going through phone and deleting the loose ends and compromising material. If I'm going to seriously consider being with Eric, I want to show him I'm serious about it!

Just Keep Wondering...

Late Night Convo

Picture it, Wednesday night, Sicily, 2009... lol. I'm waiting on Eric to get outta class and get home. We made a possible plan on meeting up. He stays with his brother, I believe he mentioned he was delayed or something. His mother was taking care of him but she recently passed. Now, he's looking out for his brother. Moving right along... his brother is supposed to be at work but he said before I come over he needed to make sure. So, yea he was home! I had to settle for convo. We talked for over an hour about a lil of this and that. I was getting to know him a bit more. Still a great guy in my book! :)

He said something slick that caused sexual jargon to enter in the convo. It wasn't deep, just innuendos and suggestive talking. There came dead air, followed by him saying, "you quiet, you must be jerkin. I replied with a confirmation of my hard dick that was resting in my warm hand. I did have to disappoint him; I wasn't jerking!

It was getting late and I knew he had to be at work early. So I said, "well kind sir, I bid you good night." He called me poetic and ol school! Get that, right? Lol The pot callin the kettle! Tellin me that I sound like I'm some kinda Romeo. I told him it was all good cause I wanted to be his Romeo! It was a consensual feeling. He led me down a road of arousement. I really was feelin it and he kept askin me what I was doing. I asked what he wanted me to do. Before I knew it, I had Wet Premium on my dick slowly gliding up and down. I let a lil moan out my accident. He heard. He encouraged me all the way until the end and told me to take pics of me nuttin and send it to him.

During the verbal exchange he called me his baby. It was more in the context of, "come on baby let me hear you bust! you know you my baby right?" I'm one to take stuff like that and give it much meaning. Wondering if he said it to help me get off, or if he meant it. The convo ended and I laid down and fell asleep. Did I mention I overslept this morning? That was a good ass nut!

Tonight, I should be spending the night. Wondering how all will unfold. I'm content with laying there. I'd be thrilled at anything extra! It's weird, the whole spending time and investing time into someone. It felt different than with Dre. It's more exciting than Dre. More along the lines of Jackass and Shawn. Its the same type of interest, where all I wanna do is spend time with them, despite what we did, as long as we were together. You know there will be an update coming...

Tom Foolery!

This has been bothering me for just a lil while, the whole charades thing. What do you mean? Not recently, but not too far back either, I've been running into phonies and frauds. Tops that talk a slick game, bottoms wit tha bubble booty, and the vers all day dudes need to have their reality checked. I mean seriously! I'm a huge fan of liking what you like, being sexually explorative and all that good stuff, but here's the problem. How you gonna boast ya game and then meet up and change the script? That's not cool...

Okay, I think I have a great ass. It feels nice when I grab it. I've been told that it taste good. I've heard that it conforms around dicks. It's tight. It gets the job done very efficiently! I'm not cocky, because these are things that I've been told on multiple occasions. On to the dick! It's not the longest dick, but it's more than average size. I can wrap both my hands around it and there's still some dick left over, so you get an idea! It's not the thickest dick, but is visually appealing. Speaking from experience, I will say that it tastes good! Wondering if you caught that! It slides easily down your throat and fits comfortably in your ass. Again, things that I've been told. Why am I saying all of this?

I've had encounters with tops. These same strict tops, more than one, spoke this slick game like, "I'ma tear that ass up", "I'm gonna eat it up and stick my dick in", and the frequently heard "I'm gonna make you bust like you never busted before"! When we meet and our clothes decide to leap off our bodies, why are so fascinated with my dick? You suckin dick like you're certified and got degrees and credentials! The next thing I know, I'm passing the condom over and they roll it down on my dick! Hmmm, I thought these were tops! I done got all tuned up for some dick and now I got the booty. Ain't gonna lie, tight virgin ass is a wonderful thing, but I wanted your dick!

The same goes for the bottoms! I have never seen a declared power bottom get hot and bothered over booty. This one particular bottom sucks my dick on command. meaning if I call him he's over in 30 mins, lol. I wear baggy clothes the majority of the time and I just stand there or lay there while he hides my dick in his throat. He's been begging for me to fuck him, constantly. I'm just interested in his mouth and him making me bust. I'm a dude! What do you want from me? There was one time when I had Basketball shorts on when I answered the door. He made a comment, "wow that's a nice ass!" He followed with, "Does it taste as good as your dick?" I told him yea and whipped the dick out and let him suck on it. I'm sittin down on the futon, slightly reclined. His hands begin to travel to the booty and he's rubbin on the hole. Sidebar, I love that! Then he starts lickin my balls and eventually makes his way to my ass after he slid my shorts completely off. He said my ass tastes sweet. Then he asked me if he could try it out. I declined. He now begs me for the ass instead of my dick. I grow tired of this runaround.

I don't have much problems with vers guys. if you gonna be vers, be vers! Don't pick one and be satisfied. When you're done fuckin me, roll over and toot that, cause it's my turn! The same goes for the flip. Don't lemme push too many nuts outta you that your dick wont be hard enough for me to enjoy it. A versatile's job is to give and take, and I expect you to be able to do that!

This Tom Foolery needs to end! Why oh why does it seem like this stuff only happens to me?

Just Keep Wondering...

I wrote a letter...

Dear ______,

Since it's way too early to voice this to you, due to the delicacy of our relationship, which is a friendship, I chose to write you this letter and post so all but you can see! If you're reading this you should be able to understand how my mind works by know and you'll understand why I didn't show this to you before.

I really liked our shopping date that we had on Saturday. I like spending time with you and love seeing your face. You just don't know how much I didn't want to leave your side that night. Despite my desires, I knew you were tired and you needed your rest. Judging by the contents of your Friday and your Saturday, you should've been good and ready to collapse in that comfortable bed of yours. I woulda just kept you up. We parted in agreement that I would see you again on Monday.

Enter in Monday comes...I'm excited. I wanted to do something special for you. You treated me to the movies, gave me great conversation and provided great company. I just wanted to do a lil something that said that I cared enough about you and that I wanted to make you feel good. So, I thought. I was going to go for a walk in this park in Roselle, they had paddle boats and I thought it would be nice to have just us two on the boats talking about anything. It was warm outside and it was perfect weather. I sent a text message and didn't get a response to 4 hours later. By that time, the weather had turned and boats weren't a great idea. There's still the plans I made for after the boats. I called you and to voicemail I went. The fuel that was energizing my day was quickly burning off. You called me back and said you were taking a nap before you went to class. I automatically knew that I wouldn't be seeing you that day. We said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.

I went to grab coffee with a coworker to take my mind off of you, but it didn't work. I returned home to sit in the car for over a hour and a half to listen to the Quiet Storm on 107.5FM and the Brian McKnight show on 98.7FM. I sat there with the windows down and my seat reclined thinking about you and how bummed I was that we didn't have our date. After that time elapsed, I went inside and made a drink to sip on hoping to drift into a slumber. It's been a good while since I was able to genuinely miss someone, but I missed you.

I'm really looking forward to the next time we spend time together. See you soon...

Fuzzy

This Goes Out To The Birthday Heads

I couldn't resist! This Video ROCKS!!! Twin tried to steal my glory, but I got you... I got it to blogger first! :-P

Yawn... Friday? Already?

Let me start by saying that this week went incredibly slow during the beginning and then yanked the carpet right from under my feet. I was like, "WOAH!" Its all good tho. It was one of those weeks that I wished would pass.

I had to work 3 days in a row at Kohl's. I had to break in a working personal growth with the comments on my previous post "Eric". I was only called in to work my first job on one day, which is today. I also had my mind on a personal financial matter. The week just seemed to be that of an ordinary one and I was wishing for an ordinary day! I complain none-the-less.

It's Friday, and I can say that I'm tired as all hell! I got off of work real late, around 2:30. I drove my dumbass of a coworker home and then came home myself. I really don't make it a habit of speaking down to people, but this coworker reminds of a lil kid that just doesn't listen or get it. I train and I train. I repeat, illustrate and make learning interactive. I write things down. I give directions slowly. This dumbass just don't remember anything. I'm sorry I gotta vent. This shit is ridiculous! I'm really so close to telling my manager to take him off my team, but I don't want to just give up on him. I don't like giving up on people. I'm not sure of exactly how I'm going to handle this, but this situation needs to be resolved and fastly.

Geting back to the reason that I'm so tired... After I get home I hit the futon and there's no looking back. I was knocked out. Then I was awakened by a phone call. It was around hmmm say ummm 3:45am? Somewhere in that area, lol. I missed the phone call and check my phone and realized I forgot to call Marlon back. I'd promised him I'd call him when I got off of work. I did call, but it was too late and I knew he was probably sleep. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep. GREAT! I called back the mofo that woke me up and we had stimulating conversation for more like 2 hours. It was a guy I gave my number to. He'd been trying to talk to me for months and I'd been giving him that icy shoulder. I just paid him little attention. We agreed to meet after work today. I'm excited! He gives great convo. He's into church, bluntly honest and open-minded. He told me he has intentions of makin me his new "wifey". I laughed and told him to chill out wit alla that and lets take things slow. He said, "I've waited 4 months, I can wait ya additional 2 months!" Yea his confidence turned me on, this should be an interesting meet. There will be a "Maurice" post, either tonight or tomorrow.

I don't know if I mentioned this detail about Eric, but he's 42 years old. I like Eric's personality. He gives great conversation. He's not a very active person. He's in school, has his own business and works at a school like I do, but with a contract and benefits! He doesn't have plenty of time but I do think hanging with him would be a lil draining because of his age. He drinks wine and doesn't smoke. Great, so do I! Plainly put, he's interested in things men his age are interested in. I don't think we're a great match because of that. I could be wrong; time will tell.

So, yea... how did this happen? How did Soulja Boy land this? I'm actually sorta jealous...

Suspicion and A Hustle

I haven't been called for work at my first job all week, which is highly unusual. I'm usually working 3/5 days a week. I was shrugging the whole thing off till I get a call from a coworker asking why wasn't I there today (Thursday). I replied telling her that I wasn't called. She told me there were two teachers out and they didn't have coverage. I get the feeling that the secretary in the main office had something to do with this. I signed out early one day, but wasn't planning on leaving till the end of the day. There's always gridlock in that office from everyone trying to leave. I gots to get home to get my rest before job numba 2! She and I exchanged words and she said I'm going to have to call someone about this. I haven't been to work since then. This bitter ol bitch gonna make me have to shank her! She messin wit ma money flow. Don't let me find out she had involvement in this or her gas tank will be smelling like Kool-Aid!

I've seemed to hit an unfortunate low when it comes to my bank accounts. I have a few ideas that I've intended on executing to give me some holiday money and replenish my bank accounts.

1. Selling soda at work, which is at a high school .75 cent bottled water and soda should generate a decent increase per week
2. Last year, I began to sell sweet potato pies for holiday money. It was lucrative, i made about $250 extra last year! I was baking my behind off!
3. See those leaves outside on them trees? I'm waiting till they start falling. Gonna go buy me a rake and start knocking on peoples doors. $15 per lawn and I bag them up and leave them on the curb! $20 for back yard. Get it right when it starts and you hit the same people back in 2 weeks and do it again! lol

My high school nickname was Hustle. I'd be a walking convenience store. I used to bring home about 100-125 profit per week. That's an extra paycheck! lol I'm definitely determined and a hard worker when I want to be. I'm trying to be to a certain place by the end of this year. I gotta have at least 1 new piece of furniture in my place and I have to have my car winterized and ready to pass inspection by the end of November. I also want to be ahead of rent and have my car insurance policy paid off in advance so I don't have to worry about it. Having all of that done in December enables me to better position myself for my cruise in 2010 to the Bahamas and a spring vacation for my birthday. Laziness can't set in. Once all of that is done then I can begin to make more things happen. I smell stability and it has a sweet aroma. I can't wait to taste it!

Moving On, Ignoring Ignorance

So, it seems that I'm liked so much that I've attracted haters to my atmosphere! It's all good though. When you're GREAT, you're bound to catch a lil HATE! Here's a lil spin, I appreciate you for your comments and the effort that you put forth. Thank you so much!

As my life goes on, lol... I'm going to be doing a project that will include two other bloggers in a panel discussion. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to pull this off, but I'm excited to see how this will come together! Stay tuned, for it's coming soon!

Its Tuesday, and I'm taking one of my famous long soaks in the tub. It relaxes me and lets me think with the soft splashed of water massaging against my skin and the bubbles of Avon. Don't act like y'all ain't never experienced Avon! Whether it be Skin So Soft lotion or seeing that mini Mag floating around the table on lunch break from someone tryin to make an extra buck! I digress, I'm relaxing before I go to Ikea to check out the furniture they have to offer. Then home to nap before work.

Oh, I knew I wanted to ask something. Let's say for a min that you're a manager and one of your new employees comes to you personally and asks you for a loan. IDK, ummm lets say $20. What would your reaction be? This new employee is fresh in your face, seemingly nice character, seemingly hard working, and asks you outta the clear blue sky for a personal loan. how do you react? This happened to me and I declined, due to the lack of sufficient available funds, lmao! If I was rollin, I woulda GAVE it up tho. My thing is, how do you ask someone you barely know for money? What was rollin thru my head was, "I DON'T KNOW YOU!!!" It had my mind going to say the least.

Tuesday isn't over just yet,

Just Keep Wondering...

Eric

I met a guy: handsome, strong mind and a determined spirit. We met on one of the websites. People always say that you can't find love on a sex site, because its a sex site. But I'm not paying all of those fees to be introduced to people with a sadity and pompous nature, just won't happen. So, back to the guy. He's probably 6' or 6'1", muscular built, brownskin, full beard, and shaved bald. The difference with this guy, from most others, is I had no clue what he looked like before I met him. He had no pics to show, nor that he was willing to take and share. I said to myself, you always meet these "good lookin" assholes, give this guy a chance. He said that he thought he was attractive and, "if that's not the case when we met that you can turn around and head the other way, no feelings hurt cause we both grown". I accepted the offer and he made good on his promise. We chilled and talked for nearly 3 hours that Saturday night before X's birthday party. Then was exchanging texts occasionally through the night. Sometime around 12 or 1am, we wished each other good nights and a good church service the next day. I texted him when I got out of service Sunday and he did the same 2 hours later and we made a movie date for later that evening. We went to see Tyler Perry's "I Can Do Bad All By Myself". Then after I drove him home and we talked inside of his apt for a few more hours. We tired ourselves and he invited me to bed. I accepted. Things got physical slowly and escalated into sexual moments. He asked me what I wanted to do to him, I lied saying that I wanted to jerk off; I hadn't yet told him about my positive nature yet. He asked me what was wrong and I replied with "everything's cool". He kissed me and was rubbing on me and asked me again what I really wanted to do to him, and asked me to be honest. I said I wanted to slide my dick in his ass. Without interrupting the flow of energy he asked why I didn't say it before and that's when I told him. We jerked off and fell asleep holding each other. Monday morning, I woke up and left. He needed to get to work and I needed to get home. I'm hoping this will have a follow up story...

Just Keep Wondering...