I don’t know why I gave this dude
a second chance. I don’t. I think it was because he was sexy, and he reminded
me of two halfway unattractive dudes mixed in one, both of whom I thought were
even sexier…I guess it was cuz he looked crazy too, kind of like a mix between trick daddy, Tracey Morgan, and rick ross. He’s in his early 30’s, has
two kids, and grew up in Miami. He is
dark skinned has a bottom grill and
thick thick hair fro’d out but kinda twisted at the ends, like Maxwell use to
wear his, and he has two tears tatted under his left eye. He kinda looks like
he just got out of jail (which is very
possible btw ). Matter of fact, now that
I’m thinking about it, that’s probably why he doesn’t smoke weed, cuz he’s on
paperwork…I mean what other reason besides that do most folks not smoke weed, outside of
being on paperwork and having to take piss tests for work?
Mmm hmmm, exactly! But yeah…he does have that fresh out of prison look a
little bit. I don’t know why, but that fresh-out look is really sexy! They just
look like they ready to tear some shit up in the bedroom while doing push-ups
at the same time…man I dunno what it is.
I mean I personally have never had
some fresh-out meat but I heard about it…oh wait…have I?........... Anyway.…let’s
move on. J
When we met
for drinks on our first date over a month ago he had on
cowboy boots and a polo with a fisherman’s hat. It was different but it was
very stylish…turns out he is a cowboy and rides horses, hence the boots. He is
also a big reader and seems like
someone I could learn from, which I’m totally looking for in a partner in
general. On our date he was rude and a
dick head, I was irritated and left the date early after paying the bill. He wanted
to apologize in the parking lot and wanted to play with my feet. He has a
serious foot fetish, like for real. Toe sucking, dick rubbing, the arch of the
foot, the heel, the bottom, he loves it all. When he told me about his fetish (the same
night we first met) I
was like “CHA-CHING Jackpot!” I’ve
wanting a nasty toe sucking, foot
massaging, play with my feet type dude. I lucked up! That shit feels HELLA GOOD, if you don’t
know, you need to go find out! For real!
But now, though I was tempted to let him have some foot play in the parking lot,
for my personal benefit, I held out
because I knew that he would benefit more since he has a foot fetish so…I
sacrificed my foot play all for the sake of” not rewarding bad behavior!” After fighting with myself about whether or not I should take my sandals off and put my feet in his lap, I
left and haven’t seen him since…until today. We’ve been texting each other on
and off sporadically since the first date neither of us really initiated seeing
each other until I suggested it today. He came over and was still rude, though
less rude than last time considering I did have to tell him about his attitude after our first fake ass date. He had on a wrinkled smedium long
john like shirt…you know what I’m talking about. The long sleeve shirts
that look like loose fitted long-john shirts that folks wear under their clothes
when its cold…you know what I’m talking bout. Anyway, he was still attractive
in his own lil way, but his smedium shirt threw me off. I don’t know…I guess I’m
big on presentation. I look at it like this…if someone gives you a crazy
looking ass plate of food that doesn’t
look appetizing – would you want to eat it? Mmm hmmm, me neither. But hey, I’m
somewhat shallow and super picky so maybe I’m putting too much on it. I dunno.
As
the evening progressed he started to loosen up and let his guard down. We were chatting having
cool conversation, and acting a little crazy with each other in between…which
is another thing I like about him. I like a dude to act a little crazy with me,
it lets me know that he is not going to put up with my shit. If you can’t check
me, then me and you are not going to
work out. I don’t want a man that I can run over, it’s not attractive and it’s
not masculine to me. If you let a female run all over you, you are a bitch in
my book. I do wanna say that its one thing to let a woman get her way, but it’s
a whooooole other thing to let a woman treat you like a door mat. A man is supposed to
wear the pants and keep a woman in her place (in my book), him checking me lets
me know that he can do that, and in a way that
is both sexy and respectful to
where you just be like “ok.” Ladies, you
know what I mean. ;) So we are on the patio having convo and
decide to move in back into the living room. I sit on the chaise, he sits on
the couch and crosses his legs like a female, at the knee, one leg hanging
loosely over the other, like a female……………………………….sigh…………………………like a female,
at the knee. Not at the ankle, not ankle to knee, but thigh over thigh knee over knee……I just..I
dunno, I mean…it’s just something about a man crossing his legs like a woman that dries me up. I dunno. I just feel like dude, you might as well sit on a
toilet when you piss, cuz that’s some female ass shit. I dunno, maybe I’m
putting too much on it, I just feel like that’s not really attractive. Matter of
fact, I was so thrown off by it that I kept staring at his legs, willing them to
uncross. I really wanted to ask him to uncross his legs, I did. Then I was
like, maybe I should just push his knee over and uncross ‘em myself. Then I was
like, who the fuck am I to tell this dude to uncross his legs when he is
obviously chillen comfortably. It’s not really my place, you know. At one point
I thought, “is this dude serious or is this a joke?” My next thought, “this dude has to have a
little dick cuz there is no way a dude with a long-schlong or a fat-rat can cross his legs so effortless
and keep it like that…I mean where is his dick, where is his dick hanging out
while he’s sitting like that, isn’t your dick uncomfortable or does it not hurt
because its soft, or does it not hurt
because it’s small…and how the hell is
it that you have two tears tatted on
your face but you are over here sitting with your legs crossed like a bitch?” Sigh,
there were so many questions running through my mind, I was so confused
and lost hoping that he would uncross
his legs. But he didn’t and when he did, it was only for a short time, then he
crossed them again. So um, yeah, we chatted a little longer and he left for the
evening.
Now, ya’ll can call me picky if you want to, I promise I don’t care, but
um…this is not going to work out. I can’t sit up here and watch dude cross his
legs Sharon Stone style, I can’t. I mean forget the fact that he can be an ass
and had on a shirt where his sleeves were at his wrists…this whole crossing the
leg thing just takes the cake. I mean he does seem cool to a certain extent, but
he does have a smart mouth and I don’t know how me makes his money. He seems more like someone who would be really
cool once his guard is down and he feels comfortable around you, and I saw a
lot of that tonight, but I doubt I’ll be around to see him loosen up even more.
I’ll pass. I can’t do the leg crossing at the knee stuff…nope, no ma’am I’m
sorry. I don’t know what I’m going to tell him when he calls, maybe I’ll blame
it on his attitude or something but the buck stops here. I’ll see him in
traffic. Or am I doing too much? What do you think? I mean I don’t really see
him as someone I could take seriously anyway. Just someone that’s in the meantime and between time cool,
someone who can play with my feet and suck my toes when I’m in the mood. Man
truth be told, I doesn’t even matter what anyone says, I can’t do that leg
crossing shit…I’m sorry, I got to walk away on that one, toe sucker or not, I
can’t do it.
Ciao.
~ bella’meyah
