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Strike
one, two, three
I'm Bowing Out
We met yesterday
so she could explain the situation and how these "feelings"
for this guy just came on all of the sudden.
She really likes him. "Well good for you!!" I
proclaim.
"He's a sexy guy", she says. "Good ta know!!"
I bark.
"He likes to cuddle", she says. "Even better!!"
I bellow. She freaking hates cuddling. What in the hell????
She really enjoys his feminine energy. Holy freaking Christ
on a Cracker!!! Could this possibly be because you really
ARE a lesbian?
She then says she does not want to lose me and would like
to see both of us. You see, it appears she's a Hippee Chick
and really into the free love thing. Hum? I wonder what
AIDS has to say about that. So, I say I'll give it some
thought.
Back to my house
we go, to get all the crap of hers I had piled in my living
room. See, I had a REALLY rough night on Friday and to diffuse
my anger I found all her shit and just piled it. A
bonfire came to mind but last time I did that the Firemen
guys were really mad and they are BIG GUYS. I ride with
her and we unload it all. So....the conversation wanes and
back to my house we go.
We agree that going
to the gym tomorrow at about noon would be a great idea.
I suggest that we could have really sweaty sex afterward
and she got that ever so familiar look on her face. I blew
her kisses good-bye and off she went to her boyfriend's
house. She even had pajamas with her so I guess there was
a slumber party over there or something. I wonder if they
had fondue?
About 10:30 the next morning, I text her from the gym and
say I'm already there. She texts back "isn't it daylight
savings?" OOPS I text back. I'm a little early but
I'll be here at least two hours. You coming? Well once again
and now twice in the same week, I was stood up.
No one has to hit me in the head 3 times with a very large,
handle-equipped dildo to make ME see the light. My last
text ....
"This is me bowing out. I fed your cats and left your
keys in the house."
Dammit. We were
supposed to hand out candy to the kids tomorrow on Halloween.
Oh well, chances are I would have been stood up for that
too.
Signing Off,
The Angry Lesbian
10/30/05
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