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while we sat over coffee- he started telling me about a girl he’d hit on recently, back home in NYC. was he serious? did he not find me attractive? was this turning into a bro out sesh, because i thought it was a date. not one to hold back, i said ‘are you trying to sleep with me? because, if you are, why are you talking about another girl?’ he got flustered and smiled, said it was a while ago, trying to make it into a silly thing, brushing it under the rug. that was a close one! i really wanted to like him. or at least, for him not to blow it.
i was busy as fuck the next afternoon. running around town, appointments all over the place. but they were all just obstacles i had to get past… because i was most excited about seeing him again. I’d made a decision and i was OK with it: i was going to have sex with him! he was only in la for one more night. if i hadn’t wanted to, i would have just canceled that day. this was a specific choice on my end. i felt like i needed a fling, like medicine. and by ‘fling’, i mean ‘sex’. i was into it. it would be no strings attached! i didn’t hate him, and he was gorgeous! perfect! and all the hours we’d spent over the phone before we’d actually met, made it seem less yuck/sleazy. there was some time invested in this thing. he’d worked on me for a while! plus, i’d read his blog for the first time, the night before (after he told me about it/admitted his identity) and i was fascinated! this intrigued me and i had a million questions for him. finally, since meeting him, i felt like i could really relate to him now. more so than just being two strangers who met over facebook with mutual friends.
i bought candles at Larchmont beauty center, i drank tons of pineapple juice for WHATEVER reason, i wore eyeliner and tights. we didn’t have dinner plans. no. i didn’t want to eat in front of him, or gain weight from this experience! no! i wanted a cozy, sexy night. we made plans for him to come over at 8:45. i liked the controlled atmosphere of my house. like i was inviting him into my lair. as if we were kids hiding in a fort, except the fort wasn’t made out of two chairs and a blanket- it was a 1 bedroom with hardwood floors! my house was clean- I’d had it cleaned the Sunday a few days prior (for me, not him). he came over. i was trying to appear casual cool, on my computer, finishing up with some work. i didn’t want to put my responsibilities on the back burner, and i thought it would be super cute to pose on my bed, in front of my computer and say ‘this is what i look like when i facebook.’ so i did.
he told me to take my time, and wandered into my living room. oh no you don’t! i’d heard him say he likes to snoop around peoples houses. what if he stole something? that last part was a joke…. kind of. you never know. for years i had a fear that if i had a boy over at my house, he would pee on my toothbrush while he was in my bathroom. i had absolutely no proof of this whatsoever, but I’d throw away my tooth brush after each fling/visit, just in case. sometimes you just have to follow a hunch/trust your instincts!
i finished my work and hurried after him into the next room, giving him the mini tour of my living room. i wondered if my descriptions of the photos that hung on my wall sounded rote, or if he was even listening. i remembered him promising over the phone- months earlier- that if ever came over, he’d play my ‘sex and the city’ board game with me. i wasn’t gonna miss this chance! i never have anyone to play with!
it was cute, and sweet. we talked, joked while he set up the game. i liked that we didn’t just immediately start making out. we were like two human beings, just hanging out, playing the ‘sex and the city’ board game. neither of us ended up being very good, well that’s not true. i was a champ! maybe he was fibbing about having been a pro. I’ll never know. we played for like 8 minutes. i won. thank god.
he said ‘come here’. i put my hand in his. he pulled me towards him and kissed me.
(to be continued)
Alexi (or anyone who knows)
How do you get to the imboycrazy message board?
Thanxxx
where did you hear about a message board? on my podcast? if so, there’s a message board to write on during my podcast! the next one will be at 8pm pst next wednesday! xo
i love this boy. he’s a crusty cynic, but his angstyness is so good! eep! xo
Ok seriously, what the fuck is up with that??? I feel like every dude I have gone out with recently talks incessantly about other girls they fuck, want to fuck or have fucked. Like dudes I think are wanting me, but then we’ll be out and they literally point out girls to me that they think are hot. WHY??? I assume that means they are not interested in me, but is that really the case?? WTFFFF???
What is the name of his blog??? Also, a dude who I went out with last night talked to me about a girl he fucked!! SO I started telling him about a guy I who I think is cute and he stopped after that! Then he started acting way more into me!! What is the point of that!!!
I bet the next part is you find out he is gay, because no straight guy would ever play a sex and the city board game. What a complete pussy
No guy who finds this blog will ever sleep with you, because you are whacked out crazy.
i’d have to disagree with “Ed” there
well i guess i’ll have to take that chance ed. you should read chelsea handler’s books. she actually uses real names and she’s doing just fine. xo
oh my GODDD!!!!!! my second favorite part was “i cleaned my apartment for me not for him”
“more so than just being two strangers who met over facebook with mutual friends.”
Pat!: Don’t be too hard on Ed, I believe he misspoke. He meant to say “No douchebag…”
Ed doesn’t realize that a healthy attitude towards sex, creativity, and a brain are actually big turn ons for men.
Of course I may be bias, as my favourite part was the proper use of the word “rote”!
Pretty awesome.
If he is who I think he is… I totally have both of you bookmarked on the top of my browser..
I will be looking forward to your radio show next week… I have some great questions for you.
alexi you tease! I want more!
PS. Ed is so wrong. This blog MAKES you sexier.
i love you baron!
Yeah, guys don’t want to hear about a girls past with a different guy, well fellas its the same for us!
Was wondering when you were going to proceed with this story…
NOT WITH SOMEONE ELSE’S DICK!!
This is not a blog as much as a girl to girl night after chat. You are losing me with this. Sex in the city gamer? Really? Come on now.
Baron: epic. win.
He’s SUCH a douchebag though, Alexi.
You can excuse it with good looks all you want, but the guy’s blog speaks for itself. Not to mention he seems to be swimming in STDs.
you motorboatin’ sonofabitch, you!
Is this the guy from Boys Life NYC by any chance? From his blog I get the impression he has this incredibly inflated sense of entitlement, not surprised he started talking about this other girl with you.
omg, thanks alexi.
this has got to be the best topic eva!!!
i love both of your blogs.
off topic alexi but please on your radio show let us know some of your favourite books you recommend. xxx
ok! i will! xo
alexi, does that guy still have a blog ?
thanks – i read namedropper because you mentioned it and i LOVE it!!
for anyone wondering by the way the boy’s blog is boyslifenyc.com
Board shorts are defintely the most comfortable bathing suit for available for men, and the most stylish as well.