Against my better judgement, I have been dating Suspect, a known player. Yea I have heard the rumours and gotten the warnings but my mamma says I always have to learn the hard way. 
I have a strict policy of going with my vibe. I take all into consideration but I still judge people based on how they treat me. He has been a total gentleman, attentive and respectful, even in the face of women rushing him when we go out. Aaaaanyways…
So after a couple of ‘out’ dates [which ended with goodnight kisses only] Suspect asked if I wasn’t going home with him. I declined repeatedly. Last Friday we went clubbing and while we were dancing he asked if I would ‘pass by’ the next day. I had to smile. Seems he finally gave up on me going home with him. I told him sure even tho I wasn’t sure what agreeing to alone time really meant…
Next morning I got a wake up call 
So as to not appear too eager, I told him I had a bunch of things to do and I would pass by in the early afternoon. I lunched with my girls and hatched my exit strategy: A call after 45 minutes with some fake emergency. If all was well, a call after another hour and if they didn’t hear from me by nightfall they were to call the police and storm the place 
It was 3:30 when I pulled up at his gate. He was dressed in sweats and hugged me at the door.
We watched a bad slapstick comedy. Usually I hate those, but his laugh was contagious. We sat on the floor and made a mess eating mangoes over a bowl. We cleaned up and he kissed my neck. I was part thrilled and part horrified. I really was not ready to go any further with him. We went back to the sofa to watch a drama this time. His head was in my lap and then he took my hand and started moving it down his body.. I was all set to recoil and slap him if he put my hand on his jewels.. but he placed it on his stomach and asked for a tummy rub. I could have kissed him! (I did.) We were like that for awhile then he pulled me down beside him. I was no longer nervous. I felt perfectly comfortable. His hand slipped under my shirt, he started stroking my stomach and his body curled around mine. I closed my eyes.. and fell asleep.
I woke up to the credits rolling on the screen and a warm man wrapped around me. I smiled, revelled in the moment and rolled over… I literally jumped at the shock of seeing Suspect sleeping beside me. My mind raced thru a quick replay of the day and calmed down. He looked so innocent in his slumber.. he couldn’t possibly be that bad.. *SIGH* I noticed my mobile flashing on the table [when did I put it on silent???] 5 missed calls. I grabbed my exit cue and gently shook him. “Hun, I’m late for a dinner party..” He walked me to my car and hugged me a little longer than he needed to. It was 8.45. As I headed down the road, I could still smell him on me..
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You do write the best stories be it fact or fiction or a bit of both……so wasn’t 8:45 nightfall….how come your friends didn’t storm the place and call the police especially after 5 missed calls….
btw on another note i haven’t watched Big Shots (is that the name) yet…will try to do it this Thurs……
Please post more regularly
If he’s as bad as U’ve heard, then that’s prob’ly a first for him — unless he’s even worse than U heard and it’s all parta his strategy …
Oh please. The guy probably has that natural innocent look going, and knows how to use it to his advantage. A man that experienced can’t be that innocent.
LOL@ Leon
Spicey… you are a real romantic at heart aren’t you? Its kind of cool how the simple things seem to thrill you. Just so you know I have a reputation of being a player as well… its very far from the truth. I think.
@ Marangand: my friends know me well.. I didn’t want an exit.. the calls were from one of my girls who is convinced he is the worst player in the world…
@ Melody & Leon: I am wondering if I am being totally punked
@ Fiyah: yea, yea, yea.. so you are on to me.. I am a big romantic.. its all about touches and looks and warm fuzzy feelings with me. The tough girl is all an act. hehehe
The guy sounds like a playa dream…… for a minute there, that whole senario felt like me and …mmmmmm how well a guy can dream can’t he … me playa ?? nah ……
Bravo
hmmm… i still suspect
but “date” went well… lets see wat happens next
*dun duh dun dun dunnnnnn*
thats the way players play! dude is laying down the groundwork. ya neva hear de old people say tekkin time aint laziness
Sounded like you had a lot of fun.
I remember the last time a girl told me, “See, you don’t have to have sex to have fun.” She was right too…. though we had done everything BUT have sex, so…
Nice date. Wonder if you’re being taken though. lol Don’t worry about it and enjoy the ride, who knows…
LOL @ Mr Scratch……. “enjoy the ride ” …. might as well.
Ms. Spice off topic but this is an emergency and I need your advice. Would you attend the wedding of an ex? I’ve been invited by him via email no less (wish there was an rsvp #). We dated when we were 17-22 & remained friends. If yes would you choose to go with a hot date or a girl pal?
L&B: I have twice been invited to weddings via email.. and i didnt go. something about the lack of 2 envelopes and gold dust made it seem ungenuine. That said, if u feel its a real invite the next matter is how u feel about it. was 22 a long time ago? was there drama? unresolved issues? etc etc? If u have even the slightest fear that u may be uncomfortable – dont go. If all that is peachy and u and him are friends and u know wifey has no issues with u. then go. look great. dont over do it.. [in any way] dont draw attention to urself with a ridiculous date or dress. DO NOT WEAR WHITE or anything even remotely near white. its somebody else’s day – never forget that and carry someone who u are very comfortable with who understands the situation and will leave with u if necessary.
You have inspiried my next post! Good luck!
so get to the next post already! struups….half way down mi blogroll and nuhbaddy naa nuttn new grrrrr
wow strange place to be seeking advice might as well ask the guy who sells newspapers to cars at a stop light
Seems like it went well for you. Any plans of stopping by again?
why did I mistake “shirt” for skirt while I read through your escapade earlier today.. Lmao, happy that you’re having fun, keep your guard up
Rhatid, is advice column now? What a whole heap of changes in my absence. hehe