It may totally have to do with the fact that I refused to be defeated last night and went back out to the hotel bar that had treated me so cruelly the day before.
How was I treated cruelly? By sitting at the bar and doing nothing but...drinking. No guy came and picked me up. This was on Sunday. So with my extra night in New York City, this time I showered, spent more time than usual on my hair, made sure to find the pushiest of the push-up bras, got the slinky lil black dress with the black fuck me boots and marched myself back to the bar and sat down and instead of a lil girl drink like a Cosmo this time I ordered a dirty martini.
Boom.
Voila.
This time it worked.
I mean, it wasn't even about sex. This was about getting guys to stop and try and pick me up. And boy did they try and pick me up this night. Maybe it was a weeknight as opposed to a Sunday?
But I mean, guys approached and I wasn't gonna sleep with anyone at like 8 pm, and I was leaving today, so I decided that I had to give fake numbers. But I didn't know any.
So (I think two dirty martini's later) I started telling people who asked for my number that it was 867-5309.
Think closely to that number. Does it sound familiar? I was drinking and thought I was being clever. Thought no one would get it.
Well, for the most part guys just put it in their phone and said cool and went on their way.
But this one guy did not.
He called me out on it. Told me he hadn't heard that in forever and could I sing out my number. I smiled because he was paying attention to my words and not just my tits. I think I said something like I could sing, but not in public. Only in his room or something.
You can guess the rest. Just recounting this brings a smile to my face for a wonderful night. Memories to one day share with the grandkids. Memories that we can look back on.
And smile, knowing that we had fun in our lives.
Awwww 4/4/2017
Seriously like this book is taking forever to publish...
I was able to read Amy's book, Outlaw's Baby, in like the 12 hours since I hit publish on this 12 inch lust vessel that will take you to paradise when you read it (LMAO)!
So I got a really sweet email today.
Hi! I'm a new reader, your book Python was on my recommended list, opened it up tonight, read the first chapter and had to put it down and email you.
I love romance, traditional romance, true love, happy endings, and all that jazz, but oh my God it can get repetitively boring.
I took a chance on your book, being the last book on my list, And one chapter in I'm so glad i did.
I love the fact that reality is bent for your stories. And i look forward to finishing your book when the house is quiet and I have a few minutes to myself.
Do you have any other social media platforms I can like/share your content? Would love to read more after this and follow you online?
Thanks for even reading this.
I gotta tell you, it just made my morning. That and I'm feeling better so watch out world. LOL.
Dates 4/5/2017
This is like the looooongest wait ever....
It's bad luck to start on a book until the first one is out. But I mean, we have Mona coming up this Monday. This is starting to get weird!
Sooooo.....I have an OkCupid date today. Ya, I'm excited. I showered and everything, even though the date isn't for another 8 hours. I'm gonna get my hair done. And buy some new shoes! And maybe some lingerie. Although I don't expect he's gonna see it, I've like literally never met him in person so I don't think I wanna show him my thong on the first date.
We're gonna grab a drink at a close bar in my neighborhood. They say that women can figure out in the first 3 seconds whether they're gonna sleep with a guy. They (the people who say this) are probably all guys who were decided on in the first 3 seconds by women on dates that they weren't gonna be slept with.