Week 3: Threesome invite, Hot Bald Man, Trivia Man, Tantric Man

Just keep practicing being who you want to be and are and it will begin to get easier to state what you want. And not worry if it pleases others.

Me. Week three.

Italian Orgy Man

The hot Italian and I were supposed to get a drink and then I realized I had double-booked myself with the daughter and the Italian. I let him go, of course. Daughter over man anytime baby.

He then asked how I was coming along with my thoughts on being with a group, specifically he and another woman. I considered it. The writer side was egging me on, “Come on now. This will be quite the adventure. You definitely should give it a go.”

The common sense safe side was unsure of this much intimacy with these younger people, and more than one, at this juncture. I stared at the text ten times in a half hour mulling it. I decided if I was trying to push myself that hard it probably was not time for this type of excitement. Yet. I told him that and he was cool and said something like all things in the right time. So that invite is hanging out over there when I wanna pick it up.

Hot bald guy

He is definitely not Mr. Right. He seems kinda boringish as in he has nothing interesting to say on text. This is a strictly I’m-gonna-need-sex-soon situation and he seems not like a serial killer.

He hasn’t pursued me much which is part of the boringness. I wish to be pursued. That’s fun I think. I don’t like to pursue. So he’s just come around in the last 24 hours to texting more. Actually I did ask if he’d like to meet for a drink because his texts are boring and I thought he might be more interesting in person. Or at least some fun sexy time.

Our schedules are clashing big time. We had found the one day in the next ten that we could hang out for a bit. We were discussing a patio which he has, I guess, at his apartment, I do not. He says his place is cluttered and I asked if it were cluttered with a wife. Which I thought was very funny myself.

hell no

hell nooooo

helllllllllllll nooooooooo

So he isn’t married. A point in his favor.

i have a lot of stuff inside my apartment from my mom’s house. i feel like all i have open is a bed and a couch

Which means either his mom moved into a care facility or died and I don’t want to ask that question. So we are at an impasse right now because I told him that I’m not having men to my place at this point in time, just keeping it a sanctuary for myself and my girlfriends. Which he respected. I’m thinking I should say I don’t mind clutter. πŸ˜€

Immediate update- May 8, 2:18 p.m.: He has just mentioned getting a hotel room.

he: i guess we’ll just have to get a hotel room instead

me: Oh damn. Mmmmhmmmm

if i can’t have girls at my place and you can’t have men at your place then where would we go?

True dat

Is he being salty or fun? I can’t tell on text.

he: back of your van?

me: hahahahahah . Honda Civic?

i’m flexible are you? i have an older 4runner…can put the middle seats down.. there’s room

I’m laughing my ass off over here.

good. just don’t laugh too hard and pee πŸ™‚

I’m not opposed to a quickie in a vehicle whatsoever. I do not wish to get arrested. Headline: “Local Woman Indecent Pubic Exposure.”

Said pubic on purpose

Cuz I’m funny like that

I pee all the time when I laugh. Will that be a problem?

he: not at all. Fuzzy is good.

Well it’s not too fuzzy right now because I went on a shaving binge last week.

darn. love it furry.

Okay I’m know I’m being out there with my texts (I guess?) but that last one kinda icks me.

Also I’m not planning on paying any part of this hotel if this happens. I will keep you posted lovely readers.

Tantric Man

We are meeting week after next. He is out of town on business. We couldn’t fit a time in this week and that’s okay. I’m not feeling rushed right now. But it is on the books so to say to meet in two weeks.

Trivia Man

My friend invited me out to Trivia Night at a local bar with she and her man. We were terrible but it was fun. A man across the way at another table was catching my eye the whole night. He came over to talk with me when the daughter and bf left for a bit to smoke outside.

He’s very cute I decided. Good beard, nice eyes, great smile and I saw some of his personality as he ran the trivia night. And he doesn’t like Trump. Extremely important.

I’m not giving my vajaje to a Trump supporter. Fecking stupids. Bleh.

Shut up if you like Trump. Go read another blog. Don’t spam me, troll me, go live your life in your cave and be ignorant as fuck of how he is raping America.

Whew.

Okay. Moving on.

Cute trivia man. Writer side said to give him my number. Safe side agreed this would be fine as he goes to trivia there every week and therefore is probably not a serial killer. I mean you just don’t picture serial killers and trivia in the same thought do you?

I scratched my first name and number on the last question slip. My friend said it was illegible and wrote it down legibly for me on the receipt. This is a friend who didn’t want me to do Bumble but she was not against me giving him my number and said this was better because it was “an organic way to meet people.” It is a lot more fun I must say that trying to talk to people on stupid Bumble.

He came right up to me after it was over. We were being all smiley and twinkley at each other. I felt gorgeous because I got my hair done Monday night so it was still darling and curly.

After we talked for a moment about the game, I said whilst looking all around at everything but him and moving my feet in a ridiculous way, I said, “Soooo you wouldn’t be single by chance?”

He said, “Why yes I am.”

I shoved my number at him, “Okay here’s my number. This is the first time in my life I’ve ever done this.”

Then I ran away.

He texted me a half hour later.

Thanks for coming!

It was fun! Even though we sucked!

As long as it was fun πŸ™‚

Summarizing the rest I complimented him on his hard work, he works a lot and crammed it in the night before working on it until 2 a.m., I asked his name again then said good night because we were both tired. Today I texted at 1 asking him about his work. He manages companies and does some sort of independent work, he does enjoy it, and then asked about my work. These are good things. He is not completely focused on self by asking me questions.

It’s going well. Hopefully he will invite me for a drink soon.

IMMEDIATE UPDATE: 2:40 P.M.

I have just found out that Trivia Man lives three blocks from me.

He: Oh my it’s a party now πŸ™‚

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