Who knows!?
So after the debacle of my Friday and half of my Saturday dealing with the Cornflake I woke up on Sunday morning and decided I would set-up a call to ensure a Sunday date. (Actually, I talked to this guy on Saturday and we decided to hook up on Sunday but I was basically supposed to call him to confirm since I had cancelled on him 6 times in the last month and hadn’t seen him since 2004.)
I guess I should tell the background story first.
Well I met this man back in 2001. I was 19 and he was (counting on fingers) 22. I was back home from Howard for summer break. I met him while out at a casino. We talked. Talked. Eventually we went out on a few dates and then we were inseparable for the entire summer. I was basically at his house everyday. I would wake up and go to my summer job at Wet n’ Wild, he would go to his job on Base. Did I mention he was in the military (melts……..)?
Anyway, it was summer love; a summer fling. At the end of the summer I returned to Howard. He would call me often but I mean it was Howard, he came to D.C. to visit (he was originally from D.C) and I didn’t take the time to see him. By the time he came there I already had a boyfriend at Howard and I basically had moved on. Anyway.. fast forward to 2004. He gets out of the military (long story) and comes back to D.C. after a 2 year tour in Afghanistan. I met up with him but after 3 years apart he just seemed different. It might have been the time he served abroad, distance or time but I just wasn’t interested. Shortly after we reunited I started a relationship with a new dude that would last about 3 4 years. After that ended in 07 I thought about him but never took the effort to find him. This year no clue when I searched his name on Facebook and LOW AND BEHOLD I found him! We have been talking on FB for months, he then signed up for gmail so we could gchat..
Anyway, I’ll tell that tomorrow.
So we meet up on Sunday. He lives in Bmore now so he came down to me in my neck of the woods in Maryland. We sat and had a drink or 4 and ate dinner. We talked and talked and talked. It was sooo easy to talk to him that I kept asking myself why I took so long to reconnect with him. He talked about how he had missed me and felt I had been dissing him for years, etc. We talked about old times. That summer had a lot of firsts wrapped around it and especially him.
- first time I was ever handcuffed
- first time ever being in a waterbed ( I asked him if he still has waterbed luckily the answer was, no)
Anyway, after drinks and dinner we went back to my place and talked some more. One thing led to another and all of a sudden we were 19 and 22 again. It was a great way to end a WEIRD WEEKEND.
More on him tomorrow; I think his name will be lolliking.. mandingo.. no.. um SF for Summer Fling.
xoxo,
Jolie
We got lots in common girl.
My Story
When I was going to Howard I met this older guy (5yrs older) during Homecoming in 2004.He was fine then, but for whatever reason something didnt connect or spark because when it came down to the get down, I didnt move nothing.
He would call me and text me and hit me up on FB but me (thinking about the lack of a real connection) never really replied and gave him any play back.
Well fast forward to last week, I went on a cruise to the Bahamas via Miami (where he lives) and posted the status up on FB.He sends me a message about seeing me when the boat returns. (Mind you it has been 5 years since I seen dude so Im like what the heck, why not). He picks me up from the port and the moment we saw eachother the fireworks erupted. You know what Im talking bout. I’m smiling, he smiling. Shit, I rememer him being fine but this was a whole nother level of fine. Maybe its because he over 30 now and we have grown up but oooh shit muthafucka got damn he was looking like the business.
So I commence to ditch the 6 people I was with (they seen him too, so they understood!) and jumped in his truck.He took me to his fly ass loft on the 17th floor overlooking Southbeach so we could change clothes. Then we proceed to have a day straight out of the movies, complete with bathing suits and long walks on the beach. We talked, drank champagne, played in the ocean… and then we kissed
I met this foo in 04, and didnt tag that ass til 09 but girl–>”When we got back to the criiiibbbbbb, he made me think he invented sex”. We was so passionate like we had did this before. Then we took an hour long shower (and I let my weave get wet- on purpose -so you already know) That day was a good day…
After it was all said and done. We went to his job, he introduced me to some of his co workers then took me to the airport. He made a big deal about how bad he wanted me to come back and visit…and in my mind I was already tallying up the plane ticket fares
Moral to my long ass comment:
Throwbacks are a good thing especially if (they never played you the 1st time around) and it ended for natural reasons. That inherent familiarity allows you to go to heights that cant be visited by the new man. So enjoy soldier boy tell em’ why ya got him.
#whythefucknot
Comment by iloveketa — November 11, 2009 @ 1:36 pm
[...] SO when I meet anyone it’s in my nature to find out everything about them. I wouldn’t call it nosey moreso inquisitive. So when I met SF back in 01 I wanted to know everything. [...]
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“first time I was ever handcuffed ” #pause… LOL!
Comment by Chan — November 21, 2009 @ 11:12 am
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