I never post on here, but I vow to start again. I have a lot to say and I really need to get some things off of my chest. I need to work through my issues through my creative self, my writing. So I will write my ass off.
So here's where I begin today...I just returned home from my 1st trip to Las Vegas EVER!!! What a great time! As I sat in my 2 bedroom penthouse suite at the Bellagio, I thought to myself...THIS IS THE LIFE! I had a ball. I danced all night long, explored the strip all day, and met new people...which lead me to the most important part of this post.
I met the most BEAUTIFUL man in the world while I was there. He had caramel skin, long black hair, penetrating light brown eyes, similar to mine, and strong Indian features. For privacy sake, I'll call him, "Lamar". It all started when "Lamar" walked up to my sisters and me, displaying his ever so erotic tongue ring. Instantly attracted, I started up some smooth banter. Our conversation lasted for hours...until daylight. He told me everything I wanted to hear from him, we were so compatible...and he was so GORGEOUS, hovering is 6ft body over me, licking his lips and kissing my cheek. I felt an instant, extreme connection. It was the sweetest taboo.
This is him
Check out that HAIR!!!
I blurred his face out for privacy...
So I bid adieu to "Lamar", and it hasn't been the same since. I really don't understand, because it wasn't like he was just trying to sleep with me...I mean we talked all night. Not even mentioning sex. I mean, we mentioned it...but not the act of us indulging in it together...I'm lost. So ever since, I met him, I can’t stop listening to stupid, sappy love songs and wondering what he’s doing in San Diego…
I'm starting to wonder...is 'love at first sight' real???
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