Writing My Wrongs

I said I would continue with my story but...I had actually forgotten until this morning...when I was kindly reminded that it needed to be finished...
Read back here for first part of story...
So without further adeu...
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CA says....."I like you."

....and then he did this little growl thing in my ear.

I laughed and thought it was cute... no, sexy! Thinking that this man and I MIGHT just hit it off DESPITE the fact of him being shorter than me. After all, I love a man that is aggressive and a little nasty....and those kinky animal noises had me tingling in anticipation of where this could go.

The three of us start walking into Dewey's but Slish being Slish...knows e'ery mutha and their mother...so he stops to say hello to a few people on our way in....which leaves me in the vice of Corp America once again...........unattended by Slish.

"Have you been here before?"
Bloop: "Naw, but Slish talks about it all the time."
"I hate this place."
Bloop: "Then why did you come?"......
....at this point CA looks at me like I wasn't suppose to ask that question...it dawns on me after I say it that this muthascooter came because I WAS COMING. Ugh!, I can be so dense sometimes. Was this a set up?
The plan was for just Slish and I to hang out and at the last minute CA decided to come.......or so I thought.

I don't mind but then I DO mind...'cause that means that I am on stage tonight. FUCK! No more being me...now I gotta be fun, cute, witty and clever....da hell?!! Usually when I try to be these things...I usually come across as being corny...grrrreat!

We get inside and head upstairs. From the little that I could see, Dewey's seems like a pretty cool spot to hang out. I've wanted to go back a couple of times but 1) Slish and I always end up back in Harlem and 2) I don't know the other reasons....lol

Now...I am gravitating more towards Slish because I know him...and so I defer to him in all things (I even do this now.) In saying that...I felt that I was waiting on Slish...I mean if he stops to talk to someone then I stop. If he goes up stairs then I go upstairs. If he's ready to go then I am ready to go.........it is what it is. The reason I bring this up is because we get upstairs and Slish introduces me to a few guys. These guys see me come in with 2 guys....CA has very conviently set it up so that for the first part of the evening I am standing either by his right leg OR between his legs (we were standing at a bar) YET I defer to Slish for everything. I want a drink I tell Slish. I need to go to the bathroom I ask Slish where it is. I am hungry, I tell Slish.

Now e'eryone is wondering who the fuck am I with?!?! I let CA whisper TO CLOSE to my ear, I let him rest his hand on my thigh when I sit down in the barstool, I let him make innuendos, he takes ownership as he puts his arm around the back of my chair and plays in my hair, I let him think that it's all good in the hood. At the same time I am looking for Slish. He steps away and talks to friends, yet comes back to make sure I am taken care of...asking if I need another drink or anything. Now I AM starting to see what they are looking at....looks like I am being shared by these two men. Aw Hell No!! Well maybe.....

One friend that I am introduced to is a comedian...I guess a very well known comedian, although I've never seen him or heard of him. He's making jokes and at some point during the evening...he asks Slish if I am with him. Slish says no, then he poses the same question to CA...CA says no but then looks at me, as if to ask me if that was the right answer....huh? Of course that calls for the Scooby Doo look.
...Big Comedy then proceeds to ask me if I am with ANYONE....well aaaaa...no. So Big Comedy sets his sights on me.....grrrrrreat. If I am not interested in short guys...guess how I feel about short CHUBBY guys?

Jokes are being tossed around and Big Comedy has tons of stories about he and Slish to tell. He is funny so we all are laughing our asses off. Big Comedy drinks nothing but water, I am having my Grey Goose with the splash of cran, Slish is drinking some pimp juice (don't ask, he always has some special drink that the bartender has made specifically for him) and I have bought CA a glass of wine (sorta pretentious to have wine in a bar and your a dude...but hey! you like it, I love it).... After a while we see that nothing is going on in Dewey's and we are feeling like we need to be surrounded by people of our persuasion.....black folks...so someone suggests The Den...it's a plan and we head out the door on our way........

We get outside and there is confusion about cars and who is riding with who....Big Comedy doesn't know where The Den is and I ALWAYS leave with who I came with.
.......so CA had a decision to make.....
He pulls me to the side and ask me to ride with him and Big Comedy. Now had Corporate America drove, I would have ridden...rode...caught a ride...lol with him but since Slish drove and I KNOW Slish....me riding with new booty Corporate and new friend Big Comedy wasn't gonna happen.

I tell CA that I am gonna ride with Slasher, oops I mean Slish...............he asks me if I am sure. Bloop:"Yes, I am sure." Am I really coming or is Slish going to drop me off at home?
Bloop:"I am really coming." CA says, "I really want to talk to you, so come."
Bloop: "Ok African! I said I was coming now stop being a bitch and let's go!".......(that part was paraphrased..lol)

Off CA goes with Big Comedy...and Slasher and I get in the car.
It took Slasher and I an hour and a half to get uptown....which would have normally been at the most a 30 minute ride. Where and what Slasher and I did and talked about is completely lost to me AND HIM. Why it took us so long, WE have no idea. Although, I do remember us talking about my ex being there since he had been making MY new spot his new spot all the sudden. Slish semi knows the ex...secretly...so we were both talking about the chances of him being there, which would not have been good........'cause he IS my ex but then again on the other hand...he's NOT my ex........ (that's that Jedi mind trick female logic)

In MY defense.....I had 2 grey goose and crans, 2 shots of something and half a glass of Slish's special concoction. I was fucked up. I was more than fucked up, I was fucked the hell up!

I walked up in The Den to find.......

.........CA was sitting in the booth with his arm around this drop dead gorgeous chick. It would seem that I lost out on my chance for some new ass for the night........

..........or so, that's what I thought until..............