Monday, November 28

Yet Another Story About A Man...

Okay, so I've realized that I'm quite possibly the most fickle person I know... especially when it comes to matters of the heart and with the opposite sex... I know this is possibly a very destructive type of behavior, but hey, I am what I am.

Over the past 5 weeks, I have been communicating with a former flame... no dear sweet cousin of mine, it wasn't Dick (Although my hormones did give in to a hot steamy session this past weekend... but I digress) His name is LeDon. I was his first "girlfriend"... It was the summer of 1993 and he lived around the corner from me... I was 17 on my way to college, he was 14 (almost 15) on his way to the 9th grade... yes, I know... I did rob the cradle... but he was so cute... and actually more mature than most 14 year olds should be.... which may be why my grown ass was all into him....

Until, of course, I got on campus and got a taste of what I thought was real men... I didn't really break up with him, but I kinda did... you know how that can be. His sister and I are still friends, and his mother still hugs me when I see her. He got into a little trouble as a youngster, a couple stints in Juvenile Detention Centers due to the illegal sales of crack cocaine (like most young brothers unfortunately). I would see him in the hood, but nothing too serious.

I ran into his sister in May 2004, and she's telling me how much her little brother talks about me and that he still loves me and blah blah blah... she gave me his cell phone number and told me to call him... I didn't of course, I was all into Dick at the time...

Then, one day about a week later, I pull up at my mom's and I hear somebody calling my name from down the street... it was dark as all hell and I'm thinking "Who the fuck is that?" It's LeDon... now, I haven't seen him in about 4 or 5 years... and the years have been VERY kind to the boy... 6 foot 2, about 200 pounds, caramel skin, beautiful smile including dimples (can't help it, I'm weak for dimples), fresh haircut... smelled good... DAMN... we talk in front of my mom's house for a minute, make plans for later that evening... to make a long story short, I took the boy to my house and basically took advantage of him... hey, he looked good and we BOTH wanted it, what can I say? We would talk every blue moon after that and then... around December 2004, phone calls stopped coming completely... I'm all like "What the fuck is that shit about?" But it happens, so I let it ride.

About 8 months later, I ran into his best friend Demetrius... he says "You know LeDon locked up, right?" I'm like "Uh, no." D says "He told me when I saw you to let you know and give you his address so you can write him". Me, I don't usually do the prison pen pal thing, but I took the address anyway.

I didn't write my first letter until November 7, 2005. and that was only because 3 more of his friends AND his little brother told me the same "He told me when I saw you to give you his address so you can write him". So I figure that must be some sort of sign that he and I needed to communicate... I mean, all his boys telling me all type of shit, like he still has a picture I gave him that I took on my 18th birthday posted in his mom's house... how whenever they talked about girls, he would always bring me up... like I turned the boy out or something... and that's a stretch because we didn't have intercourse but one time and that was LOOONG after we got grown...

Now, I'm the first to admit that a nigga will tell you anything when he's locked up... believe me, I've seen and heard all about the jail house "I Luh You, GURL" but when he get out it's some ole other shit ... but for some reason, this seems different... All we've done are exchange letters over the past 5 weeks... but we all know words are powerful... I don't know... I'm really kinda diggin him,ya'll... and it seems like he's kinda diggin me too...

I'm going to visit him December 3rd... and I'm kinda nervous... I don't know why, I've known him since he was 14 years old... but this ain't no teenage shit... we are both grown as hell now... we'll see what happens. I'll keep you posted...

J

Saturday, November 19

Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker

Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"
You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...
Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)

You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.
Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.
The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.

Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.
You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.
Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*


Thanks Nahmix!!