[[[[Hello all my lovely ladies and handsome gents! So this morning Wordpress decided that I haven’t been fucked over in awhile and posts that I have been writing for hours got deleted soooooo what I am not going to do is freaking rewrite them. The moment of inspiration has long passed. But I did want to share the storytime because I feel its worth sharing lol. So I guess you might need a little recap…
Jake was living in a no pumpum access zone for a week. So that means NO SEX, not even on Valentine’s Day😳. Guess you are thinking that I am an awful girlfriend for depriving my man but he knew I was crazy. A few hurtful words were exchanged about a family situation that happened last week that I refuse to rewrite about, but we had different opinions on how the situation could have been handled. Anyways being childish, I decided to transfer all my anger to Jake. I was bringing unnecessary tension and mood swings that was causing a temporary strain on my relationship. Now if there is anything to learn from this recap it is COMMUNICATION! We used our words to talk about the situation. And it was good because emotions that are pent up, they tend to only fester into something much bigger. So for a healthy relationship y’all need to talk with your partner and hash out the problems. It’s easy to feel like your partner is suppose to be in sync with your thoughts. But that’s not always the case. So with all that said, it brings me to the storytime!]]]]]
Confidence in anybody is sexy quality! I don’t want anyone to get it twisted and think that I mean you have to act like an arrogant asshole or a grade A bitch to exhibit confidence. Typically that’s characteristic traits attached with over confidence but far less for me to judge anyone that’s an assholes. To be confident, you only need to be true to yourself and take ownership to whatever makes you who you are. So if you can overcome shyness and talk to a crowd people just to have your voice heard, that right there is confidence! If you can look adversity in the face with a smile when times get low, that’s confidence! If you are perceived as little weird to everyone around you and is chastised for being different and you can proudly raise your middle finger and say “fuck y’all, I’m doing me”. Well, that’s confidence! So FREAKING NEVER let anyone tell you that you are not sexy because with your confidence level you are oozing sexiness my loves.
Yesterday after talking about my issues with Jake and getting out of my funky attitude. It’s the weekend! What better way to enjoy the start of the weekend than going out to get a few drinks and dance the night away. I called up two of my girlfriends and they were down. Like they are my genuine ride or dies. They enable my fuckery like no other lol. Jake had one of his close guy friends come along. His friend is cool, a little shy and reserved but an awesome guy. So we get to this bar/hookah lounge and its about 9pm so the place wasn’t that packed. I wanted to get there before the kitchen closed so I could order chicken wings. So we were there kinda early. The place was full but wasn’t jam packed. We were there for awhile chilling, maybe an hour passed. I would safely say it was probably 10:30 ish, I had a few tequila sunrises. So I was in the stage where my awareness of time becomes non-existent. Now, I am sitting beside my friend and she gets up to use the bathroom. So I placed my bag on the chair, so it would be obvious to anyone that the chair is unavailable. A minute after my friend get up this guy pops up and tries to drag at the chair away. So I said ‘we are using the chair’. You would think the most natural thing he would do is walk away. No! this guy stands there ready to have an argument with me over the damn chair. Listen I don’t negotiate with terrorist, because he was really trying to terrorize my night.
I said “dude this isn’t a debate, you can’t have this chair” and then I dragged the chair closer to me. I can only assume this guy was drunk because he started shouting at me. Yelling and asking if I bought the chair or owned the chair. But he didn’t own shit either!😒
As far as I’m concerned the conversation I was having with him was already too long so I began to ignore him. At this point my friend came back and sat on the chair. This guy’s exact words, “This bitch thinks she fucking owns the place”.
I am fueling because this guy was really sent by Satan to try my patience. Before I could say anything Jake jumps up and asks him to leave. And he actually asked him very kindly to just walk away and not to be the dumb drunk. My girls were livid and chimed in that he should leave. I don’t know what ticked this dude off.
“who are you?? their pimp?, get yo bitches checked”
I saw that vein pop in Jake’s neck and I was convinced shit was about to goooo down! Jake drags this guy straight out the club and tells him to go home. I was so shocked I didn’t know if he was going to fight this guy. But my adrenaline was on high. There were two things I was sure about; 1.) I was wet💦 and 2.) I was probably going to bail out my boyfriend from jail.
The bouncers had intervened and told the guy to go home. The guy remained outside shouting racial and sexist remarks. But its like damn dude it was just a chair.
Yesterday was crazy but the way Jake just took control of the situation and was there to protect me. Babe was just giving me all types of sexiness! You know who got all access to sample my goodies.😉