My Reality Is Not Your Reality


“So umm, I’ll see you then.” Next lifetime would still be too soon.
“Oh yeah. Bye babe.” And he winked and strutted off to that piece of junk he calls a car. What a bomb. God, I thought as I entered the house and closed the door, worst night ever. Not only does he not know the meaning of the word respect, but he clearly doesn’t understand the concept of using too much tongue.   I don’t think I’ve ever had a kiss that slobbery. Ew. And like geez, his hands. I mean, keep them above the neck, thank you very much! It took a lot of wiggling and squirming just to get him off me. But damn, was he hot or what! He can give Marlon Brando a run for his money. Too bad his attitude sucked. It was quite a shame really. If only he didn’t open his mouth. I spent the whole night zoning him out and letting my eyes wander over his body. Hmm … maybe that’s why he kept giving me those sleazy looks. Shit. Oh well, it’s not like I’m ever going to see him again anyway.
Thank God.
“So umm, I’ll see you then.”
“Oh yeah.” I’ll be dreaming about you tonight. “Bye babe.” And I winked and walked off to my sweet ride. Yeah, she’s totally checking out my ass. I saw her checking me out a lot this evening. She liked what she saw, I can tell. I mean, she so wanted me. She seemed like a bit of a bimbo though, hardly said anything all night and I was interesting tonight, if I may say so myself. I mean, c’mon, who doesn’t like talking about cars?   But she just sat there looking pretty. Not that I minded. No, in fact, I nearly scored tonight. She was all over me by the end of the night. Like, all over. She wouldn’t stop moving, rubbing herself against me and all. Yeah, baby. But then, like, out of nowhere, she just pulled away and said, see you. What a tease. But whatever, it’s not like she’s the only girl I got in my pocket at the moment.
Thank God.