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When A Not So Stranger Knocks

So let me tell y'all about this crazy scenario I was just in. Ok so I know you guys know the story of Joe a guy I've been messing around with for what seemed like years. He came over my place last night for old time sake and we were fooling around.

Suddenly I hear this loud banging on my apartment door, it's so loud the neighbors dogs started barking. Joe is looking at me mid stoke like who is knocking on your door like that? I have no idea! So I toss my Calvin Klien satin robe on and see who it is was. It was no other than my ex Jeremy.

I yell through the door "why are you here?"
He yells back "who the fuck you got in there?" Mind you Jeremy lives 3 hours away from me and I hadn't talked to him in weeks so his purpose for being at my home is completely unknown. I tell him it's none of his business and he needs to go before I call the cops. He calms down and says he just wants to talk. I tell him I have company over and he has to go.

I head back to the bedroom and apologize to Joe. I didn't really explain what happened or who it was, I just made up for the intrusion. After a few hours Joe leaves, I watched from my balcony to make sure he made it to his car safely. As I turned to go back inside hear banging on my door again. It was Jeremy asking to talk.

Regretfully I agreeed to meet him in the parking lot. There he stood out in the summer heat in a white tank and ripped jeans leaning up against his car smoking a cigarette.

"Is that your new boyfriend?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes "what are you even doing here?"
"I was trying to be romantic and surprise you until I saw him walk in to your apartment."

"Isn't it a little to late for romance? I mean we've been broken up for some time now."
"Doesn't mean I can't win you back"he says taking a step towards me reaching out like he wanted to give me a hug.
I stuck my hand out to stop him. "Not after that stunt you just pulled. I don't even want to see you, you possibly just messed up my little game I have here. In fact I think you need to go."

 His face grew dark and a vein grew larger on his forehead. I looked him dead in his eyes and sternly told him togo home."I'm not losing you Raelynn I refuse to."
"You already have Jeremy you need to leave well enough alone and go."

 He flicks his cigarette and starts to laugh. "It's cute that you think you really have a choice here. I'll be back though." He gets in his car and starts the engine and blows me a kiss then speeds off.

 A cold chill ran down my spine as I rushed back to my apartment locking the door behind me. I barely slept a wink that night drinking glasses of Malbec to get me to sleep. I'm hoping that's the last of it but I know it's not.

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How Could You Be So Heartless?

There's a pattern emerging with my dating habits,or rather I'm noticing one. I tend to date harden men, the ones that don't want love or are afraid of it. While they're great for a night they aren't good for anything long term.

Take Greg for example. We spent the last two nights together. While they were great nights the last night we were together it left me a little dishearted.

We had been intimate and were relaxing afterwards. I was expecting another round but I guess he was done. We talked shortly about it and mentioned going to get another condom because we had used the last one. On his way out I said my typical goodbye appearing to know that it was the end of the night but secretly hoping that he would come back. I waited 3 minutes to see if he would. He did not, so I texted Justin to come over. Even though I had another guy ready, I still wasn't satisfied.  I feel as if I actually like Greg a little more than I should.

I'm not sure why, or how it even happened seeing how when I first met him he didn't make it on my list for potential hookups. But with a few drinks later anything is possible.  I guess I'll leave well enough alone. I've learned the to not force anything with someone who isn't interested. So I'll continue on..

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All Bear...No Cuddle

I'm a fun girl, I like to go out and live my life. If you read my blog at all you can see that I am a very open. With that disclaimer stated let me tell you about Ryan. Ryan was a sweet enough guy, I'm assuming, I only knew him for a day in a half, but we had a good conversation so I thought there was something there. He was a told bear, big, fluffy and possibly hairy. I don't know about the last part simply because I didn't get his pants off.  

We meet in a local bar here in town and continued talking to the next day. I invited him to my house after a few flirtatious texts saying how badly he wanted to cuddle. It was around 1 am so you already know I wasn't looking to cuddle. 

He came over and I peeped his minivan "oh gawd" I thought, but I'm not that shallow, so I continued on. Once he managed to get up my stairs we laid on the couch and we legit cuddled like, we just laid there. I sensed he was trying to make a move on me by rubbing my arm so I told him to rub m back in an attempt to turn me on and give him a chance to feel me up. It was a disaster, I felt like I was being poked with a stick and no it wasn't "him" although he was "ready". 

After he stopped we continued to lie together. He started kissing my neck. Now just as a policy, I don't kiss guys, especially if this is just a booty call, my mouth is my man's. So when I see that a guy is so willing to kiss a stranger it turns me off. He kissed my neck and tried to turn my face towards his and I turned away, strike two if I'm not into it I'm not into it try something else.

He did, he started rubbing my butt and moved towards my pussy brush against it through my leggings. I moved his hand once yet he continued. I let him rub, Lord knows if he didn't make a move during the massage (asking me to remove my top or anything, like most guys do) then he's not going to
reach in my pants. So I waited til the show was over, and asked him politely to leave. 

IT might sound rude but I'm not obligated to have sex with a guy all because I invite him over. Besides, while I felt the package the fact that he didn't know what to do with his hands as indicated by that awful massage tells me all I needed to know. 

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