XVI-ii: The Artist vs. King Kong – Part ii

Hey guys!

So I didn’t really explain why I’ve been so MIA this past month. I’m currently in the “busy season” of my job and it’s been so demanding that I’ve had no free time to write when there’s nothing to do at work like I used to before. I’ve also been in the middle of submitting applications for Graduate school and that has a whole list of requirements on it’s own which has been sucking the free time out of me as well. After both of those things, I literally have no desire to do anything but become a vegetable at home, but I know it’s been LONG overdue, which is why I’m here typing as quickly as I can.

 

Now after my last post about the Bearded Artist and our whereabouts in our relationship so far, I now have to update you on what’s been going on with King Kong. So here we go:

 

Now after our first date and the many sleepovers, I did indeed spend Christmas and Christmas Eve with King Kong. He came to my church’s Christmas Ever service surprisingly. He said he had wanted to hear me sing, but funny enough he actually missed seeing me sing lol. It was nerve-wrecking because he actually got to meet my mom, and I hate introducing any guy to my mom unless I know it’s serious (but I didn’t consider he and I serious at that point). Well after my church service, he wanted to bring me to his friend’s church because they were having a Christmas feast I guess, but it was traditional Mexican food. Because it was food, I of course said yes, and when we got there, everyone in that congregation spoke Spanish, but they welcomed us with open arms. I got to know a lot of King Kong’s friend’s friends (sorry if that was confusing lol) and the food was SO delicious. It was so cute, his friend’s kids were fighting who was going to sit next to me when we ate lol. Anyways we had mole and posole, both traditional latino foods, and it was so delicious. They kept feeding us those, horchata, and traditional latino desserts as well like concha and this Salvadoran quesadilla. I’ll never forget their hospitality and kindness. King Kong and I had such a nice time and it was something I’ll never forget doing on Christmas Eve.

 

I had wanted to see this street of Christmas lights that were on display, so we went looking for them but I didn’t realize they shut off past a certain time and it was already pushing midnight. So instead we went back to his place and I gave him his Christmas gift, this brown leather wallet I had found at Macys earlier in the day. I had remembered him saying he needed a new wallet since his was falling apart and I knew he didn’t have any family around so I wanted to give him at least one present to open for Christmas. We ended up falling asleep together (and other things of course haha) within the first few hours of Christmas.

 

 


 

 

 

We had woken up and I had told him that I needed to be back home in the morning to celebrate Christmas with my family, though they had opened some presents the night before without me. When I had gotten home, we continued opening all of our presents and I must’ve been a good girl this year because I got a lot of things that I wanted or needed or just loved lol.

 

But let me press on with more details about King Kong…

 

A few days later I went back to work and he was leaving to go to Arizona (that’s where he’s from and where his family is at right now) and I hadn’t seen him since Christmas because he was spending time with his daughter up until he was leaving. The day he was leaving though, I had returned back to work and wanted to see what I could dig up about him in one of the databases my job provided (I know you’re not supposed to, but it’s not like I show it to anyone else…). I had wanted to know if he was keeping anything from me for the most part, and because his daughter was registered with one of my jobs databases (as I had found out a few weeks before) I went to look.

 

Now, I didn’t find much about him, but I saw that his baby mama had filled out an application which required her to write her birthday and King Kong’s birthday. I saw his full name and confirmed that with my knowledge, but what didn’t match up was his birthday. The day and month were correct, but the year didn’t match up with the age he told me he was the first time we had met… After I had done the calculations, I realized that King Kong wasn’t 29, but that he was actually 37, and immediately freaked out. It wasn’t the fact that he’s 13 years older than me (which you could’ve realized if you had read my previous posts/male-tales), but the fact that he lied to me. I had given him no reason to lie to me or not trust me, but now, it made me think what else could he be hiding from me now?

 

I immediately confronted him about it and texted him, and he admitted to his age and thought it wasn’t a big deal because he thought I was joking, but I felt defeated. Here I was thinking everything was alright with this guy, but in actuality I don’t really even know him enough to know what’s a lie and what isn’t. But on top of that, there really wasn’t anything I could do at that point in time because he was on a plane to get to Arizona and I wouldn’t see him for another week.

 


 

 

A few days later it’s New Year’s Eve and I was having a pretty good day, having lunch with my cousins and I had just won tickets to this big New Year’s Eve Party and was planning on going, but my plans had changed when my cousin asked me to go out with her and her husband (whom I can’t STAND because he’s a prick) to listen to our friend’s band perform at this bar/club place. Everything was going well until my cousin’s husband starting swearing at me because he had interpreted something I said as something threatening towards he and my cousin’s marriage. I ended up in tears…. Anyways, they had somehow convinced my drunk self to come back with them, which is when King Kong texted me (probably because I texted him wishing he was there with me instead of spending my time with my cousin and her douche of a husband) and told me that he missed his daughter so much and wanted to spend New Years with her that he came back days earlier. I was shocked that he didn’t tell me earlier and was surprised he didn’t want to spend it with me but I let it be by that time at night already.

 

I don’t think I saw him for a few more days after that, but he was worried about how I had gotten home on New Years. So, I jokingly texted him and said that some guy had taken me home and I slept there. He immediately got defensive and pissed off, asking why I was at some guys house. I retorted saying that he was the very one saying that I should be free to date different people so I wondered why was he so concerned where or who I went home with? Even after I told him it was a joke that I was joking with him he really didn’t want to talk to me, but I found it hypocritical that he even cared. After that mishap though, we cleared it up and continued to see each other.

 

I stayed over multiple times, both of us not getting any sleep, and me having to drive back to go to work at like 4 in the morning so I wouldn’t catch traffic. We’ve also gone to the movies, gone to get food together, that kind of stuff. We’ve even had some AMAZING sex… Like a few days ago actually. He got off of work early and I had met him at his place and he kept texting me how horny he was a few days prior. I get there and after he’s done eating his lunch, he basically rips everything off of me and just jumps on me, wasting no time. We went about three times in an hour I think lol. But even after the great sex, he gives me the same bullshit all men give me: “I’m not ready for a relationship yet.”

 

My best friend did make a good point though, “He’s 37, not 17, so when is he gonna be ready? He doesn’t have his whole life to figure that out,” and indeed, I agree with her. I think it’s something I’ll have to bring up to him soon. But as far as he and I go, it seems he is only emotionally available for a FWB or FTF thing (which I’m not complaining about… For now. But I would love something more with this one, even more than the Artist. But, I’m not a chaser, and I won’t waste my time trying to convince someone to be with me, and NO woman should have to do that.

 

So between this post and the last post I guess you could say 2016 is still keeping me in limbo when it comes to men. But it’s nothing I haven’t been through before and I guess I also don’t really have time for guys as well. Besides work and applying for school, I’ve also gotten another part time job (on Sundays only) singing, so it’s been really rewarding because I’m getting paid to do something that I consider fun anyways.

 

Oh! Another quick update: I’ve been kind of talking to another guy… I don’t have a name for him yet, but he brought me lunch last week Friday and we have plans for other dates in the future too. He owns his own plumbing company and even though he doesn’t look it, he’s really smart with how he handles his business and money, always looking ahead in the future. He also tries to invest his money in ways that will benefit him, like real estate. Only downside is he smokes and he’s and ex-convict….. I’m not gonna discuss the details, but I can tell he’s not gonna go back down that dark road so I’m okay with it, who am I to judge other people’s pasts anyways (have you read mines? Lol). But we’ll see….

 

Anyways, I gotta get back to my responsibilities, but I hope this served as a good catch-up between you and I.

 

Keep it classy, never trashy

XOXO LadyLust from the Rock

 

XVI-i. Artist vs. King Kong – Part i

Hey guys!

 

I’m finally back on here after a pretty dry spell of not posting. I hope everyone’s Christmas and New Years activities were eventful because mine sure were lol. A LOT has happened the past month and I apologize profusely for not updating more like I should. But first let me update you from where we left off in the last post:

 

After not seeing each other for another week, the Bearded Artist finally picked me up a few days before Christmas to go and see our City Lights. I was waiting to go with him for some time now, so it was nice to finally go, though he gave me a little trouble because I had not eaten dinner at that point in time yet, so we had to see the lights and then go and eat as well. We were pressed for time I guess, but everything turned out great and we even got a few pictures together. We had run into a co worker of his not even walking ten steps into the lights and they wanted a family picture, so in exchange they took a picture of us.

 

After we had seen the lights, he took me to a restaurant to eat dinner since I was starving and after that, he took me to the park we would always meet at and exchanged presents with each other. I had actually left one of his other presents at home because I had debated if I had even wanted to give it to him after the BS he was putting me through, but after I had opened my presents, I knew I had to go back and give it to him.

 

He had hidden two of the presents he had gotten me, trying to make me think he had only gotten me one, but I really wasn’t complaining with the first gift I opened. He had wrapped the gift with tissue paper, then with a layer of wrapping paper, with another layer of tissue paper on top of it and had placed it in a small gift bag, with tissue paper surrounding the package! Lol. I was laughing but I had just wanted to know what was in the wrapping! After all of that was opened, what was left was a jewelry box with these beautiful dark pearl earrings. He said his aunt had made them and I was so ecstatic. I had given him his first gift at that point, which was previously wrapped by the company I had bought it from and when he opened it, he loved it. It was a shirt from his favorite Rugby team.

 

The Artist then reached behind his seat and pulled out another gift bag with two gifts in them. On the top was this warm Oakland Raiders beanie with that puffball on the top of it (my favorite football team) and then there was a white box at the bottom. I opened the box and in it was this silver ball tree ornament that had this design swirled around the ornament. He had drawn that pattern around and signed it on there to mark that that was his artwork. I almost teared because I know how long it must’ve taken him to draw all of the small details with just a Sharpie, it was so stunning. I then gave him his other two presents, a set of four shot glasses with the University of Oregon logo on them (his favorite college team) and then I gave him this bi-fold wallet that had these tribal-like designs on it (something I knew he’d appreciate as an artist).  And like clockwork after that, we had of course started making out with each other in his car, as well as other things 😛

 

Now from what I recall, we had gotten in to a little of a falling out a week after this. I was fed up with having to wait for him, while he would tell me he didn’t have time for me but he had time to go out with his friends. What also pissed me off was how he also said he would be hanging around some of his ex-girlfriends (I guess they’re friends with his friends still), but he didn’t want to bring me around. And what also really got me was how he always seemed to only have time for me past 10 pm if he ever did have time for me. I was done, so I literally blocked his number so I couldn’t get any of his texts he would send me.

 

 

But after a short period of time, I unblocked him and he eventually came around and texted me and apologized, which I then began to state my case why I was so damn upset and justly so. Since the New Year, we’ve seen each other a few times, going to the movies or just cruising around in his car talking (and other things of course). But also since then, my feelings for him have some what subsided, but are also slowly growing again. But, I’m learning to not talk to him too much and keep myself preoccupied with other things *cough*othermen*cough*…. And doing that has kept the relationship in good terms, though he still has issues with giving me time because he’s mostly busy with his family.

Now I wanted to write more because between the guys I’ve been writing about, I’m really mostly seeing either The Artist or King Kong. But I’m gonna leave the updates about King Kong for my next post because there’s also been A LOT going on with him. But until then…

 

Keep it classy never trashy,

XOXO LadyLust from the Rock

XIII. The African Bouncer

Hey all!

 

I can’t believe it’s December already! Time flew so fast for me this year and I find myself reflecting on all that’s happened. I’ll probably write a post about this year eventually after I’m done going through my male-tales chronologically, but until that time comes let me continue with where I left off at.

 

Oh wait, I need to write some updates first:

 

  • Did anyone else brave the Black Friday shopping day like I did? Well, I didn’t go alone. I’ve been talking to this guy I met through Tinder and he wanted to go on a date with me, so he came up with the idea of going Black Friday shopping, since that’s what I was planning on doing originally by myself. The plan was that he would meet me at the mall at 5 am and he would be the one to wait in the lines for me and so on and so forth (that alone earned brownie points for me in my book lol). Well it sounded like a perfect plan until the morning came, I was there at 5 am and he wasn’t. I kept texting him and then he finally answered at around 6 am. He apparently had too much to drink the night before and overslept. It was okay though because I ended up hitting up the places that weren’t too crowded and I got in and out in minutes. I went to this other store that I had seen when I first got there in the morning and the line was long, which is why I decided against waiting in line for that store first. Well when I had gotten back there for a second time, the line was longer so I decided to stay in line and wait (which is when I thought I wish that guy had met me on time so he could’ve waited in line for me 😦 lol). Well two hours after I had braved that line and gotten through and checked out, he finally showed up. My first impression of him was that he looked the same, but I guess his pictures online distorted how he really looked in person. He wasn’t completely awkward like the History Teacher, but he was missing some teeth and not that physically attractive. Well, I got over it so we could enjoy the day and he more than made up for his tardiness because he ended up waiting in another line at another shopping center for two hours for me, got my breakfast, took me to lunch and to a movie. I was surprised that he didn’t try to kiss me goodbye, but I’m also glad that he didn’t. He’s tried to text me a few times since, and I’ve responded, but because of the things he told me about himself and his physical appearance, I’m unsure if I want to allow myself to be pursued by him, as shallow as that sounds.

To be fair guys, I really am not a shallow person. A guy doesn’t need to be physically perfect to have me, personality rules that for me. But I need to find at least ONE thing attractive about a guy, as big or small it may be.

Okay, on to the next update:

  • As you know I’ve been texting/seeing the Bearded Artist much more than I did when we had first met each other. Well on Saturday night, I was home by myself and we were texting back and forth to see if we could see each other, but I was out of a car, so was he and he was feeling sick. Well he pulled through and ended up coming to pick me up despite the cold he had. We went driving around and ended up at a restaurant for me to eat, but once we parked we ended up making out and all I was hungry for was him. We ended up driving around and he found this small street where he parked in the middle of the road and ended up making out with me again, fingering me and giving me more hickies. We thought we had parked on a secluded street but there were at least twenty cars that drove past us! After we were both somewhat satisfied, we went back to the same restaurant and ate while our different groups of friends kept texting us asking us to come out. Once we were done, we walked back to his car and he leaned against it and we held each other and made out again, even though there were a few people trying to get to their cars and do there jobs in the restaurant lol. We didn’t care though, well not until it started to rain. After that we both got in his car, picked up his cousin and took him to work, then he took me home because I had to be up early and he needed to rest. But when he had reached the front of my house, my mom had just gotten home too, so I told him to drive further up the road to wait it out until she was gone. Well a few minutes turned into over an hour of making out at the top of the road and other things (as you can imagine lol). When we were done, he had dropped me off back home and we talked about the next time we’d see each other, and hopefully going ice skating :)I don’t want to get my hopes up, but we both seem pretty in to each other and really happy with each other too. He talked about trying to introduce me to his mom because he wants me to stay over with him lol, but all of the plans he devised seem unnatural and awkward, so I’m hoping he just mans up and does it soon. But he also told me he’s never had any girl stay over before either, so it kind of seemed like a big deal that he wanted me to come over… But I then asked him what would that make us if I were to stay over, especially if he’s never done that before? There’s a lot of things to consider, but I guess time will just have to tell….

 

Hmmm…. Do I have time to introduce you to the next “chapter” of the male tales while I studied abroad? I guess we can try….

 

 


 

 

While I had met the Danish Sculptor, I had actually met this other guy at the same bar I met him. Funny thing was this guy was a black African male (yes like FROM Africa, crazy I know). He immigrated from Cameroon (if any of you are familiar with that place) and he actually spoke some English, Italian and French fluently. I normally don’t go for black guys (even though I am part African-American) but he had these really nice muscles, not too bad of a face either and he always seemed to flirt with me when I would come to the bar.

 

There was one time I got a little too drunk and this Italian guy started talking to me (in English surprisingly) and he seemed like a cool guy, until he told me he wanted to sleep with me while his wife and kids were at home…. Fricken raunchy. I was so disgusted, and there were his other colleagues around him I guess trying to egg him on. But the Cameroon man stepped in and tried to make him back off, partially because he kind of had it out for me, but also because he was the bar’s one and only bouncer haha. I thanked him after the fact and while I was drunk I was talking to him, asking him his name and I noticed he was wearing a red beret. I took it from him and wore it basically the whole night, while he just wore his tight thermal shirt and leather jacket.

 

Well a few weeks went by and my roommates and I would frequent the bar he worked at and there was one week in particular that I won’t ever forget. He spotted me as if I was the target on a dartboard and started talking to me, asking me to meet him near the bathroom. Now mind you, the bathrooms are DISGUSTING. This is the manliest bar you’ll ever go to, and the bathrooms don’t fall that far from the tree either… Anyways I met him there and he took me into one of the bathrooms and ferociously made out with me. I wasn’t really complaining because this was after the Sculptor and I weren’t really talking as much so I was down haha. Well one thing lead to another and he slowly pulled my leggings off and messed around with me IN that awful bathroom. It was kind of crazy, I had never done anything like that before in such a setting, AND this guy was supposed to be working  but he was f*cking me instead.

 

Well the more I went to that bar, the more this happened between the two of us and he kept asking me to wait for him after work to go home with him but there was something inside of me that didn’t completely trust him like I did with the Sculptor so I refrained.

 

I remember there was one night that he actually was off of work on a weekend and he asked me to meet him at the bar and he was going to take me somewhere so I said yes. We met in front of the bar and eventually we walked to this club called Space. It’s actually a pretty big club brand in Europe and it was pretty cool. But when we had got there, we got in for free and we didn’t have to pay for anything because all of those bouncers were his friends. When we got in he bought me a drink and then we ended up dancing with each other, and he could really dance lol. Pretty sure we made out on the dance floor too. But I told him I had to get home for something so we left and when we did we had to part ways because we lived in different places. He pleaded for me to come home with him but I said no, so he accepted defeat lol.

 

I think after that night I realized he wasn’t going to stop until I came home with him so I kind of slowly detached myself from him and eventually I think he got the picture.

 

Hope everyone’s having a Happy Hump Day, I’m gonna cut this shorter than the last posts because there’s so much to do today.

 

Keep it classy never trashy lovelies,

XOXO LadyLust from the Rock

I-ii. Intro to LadyLust Continued

So I just finished my last entry, took a lunch break, and I feel rejuvenated enough to write more (that’s a pretty quick comeback, I know). So let me continue off of what was previously written:

The guys that I mentioned in the first entry are the ones that I somewhat talk to on a regular basis, but there’s also another set of guys that seem to pop up randomly out of nowhere too. So here it goes:

1: The Crossfit Realtor – So this guy I met in May of 2014 and though I haven’t talked to him in the recent past, he has a tendency to just pop up out of nowhere. I forget how I met him, but what I do know he’s basically the typical definition of a fuckboy. Takes me out on ONE mediocre date, and expects me to sleep with him immediately. Calls me ALL different types of pet names (which if there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I HATE when guys call you pet names where there’s no meaning behind being called them) and constantly feels entitled to sleeping with me because I go to HIS place and make TIME for HIS incompetent ass.

2: The Serenading YouTuber – This guy I met in April of 2014, he was visiting for a friends wedding and we connected through a mutual friend on Instagram, exchanged numbers and met up at the mall here. Our visit with each other was very brief, but we ended up texting back and forth until he left to go back home. We’ve been in touch with each other since that time, but our conversations haven’t been as just friends, nor have they been kept G-rated either… (I will note that this was all instigated through him, not me, because I really just saw him as a cool friend but either way, I’m down haha). If you look at him, he isn’t my typical type, but if you hear his voice, I’m sure you’d be sold as I was.

3: The Tongan Surfer – Now this guy and myself have known each other since the summer of 2011. I think he found me on Facebook and because we had mutual friends I accepted the request. We had started talking when I was still home from college, exchanged numbers and eventually met up. We went to a local IHOP, ate some pancakes, and we were both very attracted to each other, but I was leaving to go back to school when summer was over and he was staying home. So naturally, we hooked up, stayed in touch while I was gone and basically met up and hooked up in some of the craziest places I’ve ever done it…. Like one time I believe we were in this secluded construction site, another time it was on the deck of a pier that jetted out into the water.. okay maybe not substantially crazy, but I don’t know very many people who do it in public so whatever haha.

4: The Samoan Bronco – The night I met this guy was pretty eventful… I had gone to a concert to see a favorite singer of mine, then to a karaoke party for a friend who had moved away but came home for a few days, then I went to another friends apartment and drank more there, then ended up at this bar five minutes away from my friends apartment. This bar is on the opposite side of the Rock I live at and geared towards a different type of people than I usually hang out with, but my close friend suggested it and we went in so that was it. I ended up running into a guy that I had just stopped talking to (and got all hurt because I unfollowed him on Instagram, even though I can follow and unfollow who I please), but to make amends I was going to ask him to dance. He was being a wuss, and his co worker was trying to get him to dance with me too. But to no avail, I went back and sat down, no big deal. That co worker that was trying to get him to dance with me ended up looking at me from across the room so I stared right back at him (I don’t back down on challenges by the way lol). He eventually came over, started talking to me, but the bar was about to close so my friend and I left and he followed me to my car, telling me I couldn’t leave til I gave him my number. I immediately said no, but he gave me his number (smart man) and he told me to call him so he knew I got home okay (yeah right haha). The next day he picked me up, we went out for brunch and a movie and it went pretty well…. until a few days later where he kept trying to get in my pants. And well… you know….. I’ll just leave that one there too haha.

Now, I’m sure you’re thinking WHY SO many guys?!

I guess a bit of myself gets bored pretty easily, or maybe it’s because not one guy has what I’m looking for, but put them all together with bits and pieces of them and it all works for me? Well, I’d like to think that from each boy (because none of them are men and when I call one of them a man you WILL know that he’s an actual man) a lesson is learned from every single one, whether or not the course was good or bad. And it’s funny; I’ve noticed that with EVERY guy I’ve dated or been with, I’ve learned a different lesson than the guy previous to him, or any guy in my past period. So I guess what the objective of the stories I tell from here on out is that there’s a lesson to be learned in every one and trying to apply that lesson learned to the relationships in the present and future.

Easier said than done though.

So what I’ve written so far is what is happening in my present time. However, all things have a source, a beginning, and I think that’s where I’m going to start in regards to my “male tales” in the next entry – from the beginning.

Keep it classy never trashy

XOXO, LadyLust from the Rock