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She called 9-1-1... OMG...
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She called 9-1-1... OMG... So, I went on my lunch date with much trepidation yesterday... I have to tell you all that I didn't sleep well ponding all of the possible out comes of my upcoming lunch with... let's call her 'Mary Joe Lisa'... I've never revealed the identities of my peeps here or luv interests... take Kathy from that lunch a few weeks ago... no, her name is Kathy... but, I didn't even get her or Gayle's blood type... but, this is not that story (Part V  is coming trust me...Ok... on with the story... I left out a bit of background about what happened in the office on Tuesday night this week... We had a torrential storm... sudden, freaky and just incredible rain... sheets of it and the building was swaying a little... This went on for about an hour... and, then it quit... soon after, however, we lost power to the whole building... lucky for us that we have windows all over... But, I'm on the fourth floor, minding my own business, like I always do... and, yes I was working past 5... this happened around 5:30 pm... I was in the middle of typing a status report for one of the projects I was working on... and, Mary Joe Lisa comes by in a panic excited over the darkness of the workplace... I moved my hands to cover my privates, just in case... you know how paranoid I'd been with this young lass... she's only 30... that's pretty young for me... I'll let you all in on a secret... I will not respond to young women on this site... and, no I'm not a knight in shining armor or the great chivalrous man... I just don't think they have gone thru enough drama and divaness and, it won't end well... so, that's just me... sorry... to infinity and beyond... so, she tells me that the elevators aren't working and we are all trapped on the fourth floor... she gets her cell phone and dials 9-1-1... Are you kidding me? I ask her what she is doing... and, she says this is an emergency and I have to get home... and I said.. you don't even drive why do you need to get out of the building so fast? that's why we have stairs... I got up out of my chair and pointed to the middle of the floor where a sign read 'Stairs'... she hung up the phone... yes, this really happened... So, yesterday... on my way to work, I was checking my Senior Sizzle messages... and so many of you were wishing me well... but, some of you had cautioned me to be careful... (I luv the genuine interest you have shown in my well being... it makes me feel good)... Now some of you frightened me a little by saying that I should exercise caution with Mary Joe Lisa - (I chose this name because of one of my fav bands 'The Ting Tings' has a song called 'That's not my name'... I'm listening to it as I write this blog...) and that is so touching... but, somewhat scary because some of you have some very interesting ideas with chains and hand-cuffs and stuff, and, I'm not into those things... they do kind of scare me... Anyway... so I went to the office with an eerie feeling in the back of my mind... I was so nervous that I took extra time in the shower getting ready... I was singing 'We are the champions'; 'You belong to me'; 'You're my favorite mistake'... well, I don't sing all of the lyrics 'cause I don't know them all, just pieces of the songs... so, I knew I was worried... and, I was late to work... now some of you were thinking I was taking care of business, so that I would go longer and harder in the event that something did materialize later today... you know who you are!!! and, yes, I typed that... boom!!! I don't roll that way... I get into the office and I've got a boatload of stuff to do... I mean meetings to conduct and prepare for... we have projects coming out of our ears... very busy... and, I'm focused on a particular response to some customers when Mary Joe Lisa walks into my office... time has flown and it is 11:00 am... I feel like I'm in 'Ferris Buelher' only in warped version, because instead of the clock going so slow, it has sped onwards... so, she asks me... Are we still on for lunch? and I say sure... but, I have a meeting at 2:00 pm with some customers, so we can't go late, and I can't drive for hours and I've had lowjack put on my car so it can be tracked... all the while she's looking at me, like what are you talking about? (she doesn't know how scared I am... but, as you know, I fight thru my fears... I am not an animal or a sex toy... but, I will fight thru my fears and, as you know from my other stories, I sometimes resist in utter silence screaming inside, but, no one ears... but, I know... She rolls her eyes and flips her hair (I hate it when women do that to me... and, they do it all of the time, last week at my brother's house, I was talking to these three women, and they practically ignored me... I told them that I have a voice... and, they kept on with their conversation, laughing and joking and not missing a beat). After she is finished giving me the divaness, she says, we can go at 11:30 am and we need to be back by 1:30 pm because she also has a meeting... whew, I felt all of the pressure of the world come off of me... It was like I was Hercules or Atlas (well, one of these guys) and the sphere of the world came off of my shoulders... What could happen in two hours? You have to figure in drive time, walking time, I'm good. I had planned where to go the night before and as we get into my car I told Mary Joe Lisa where I was thinking of going for lunch... she interrupts me saying that she doesn't want fast food!!! I say to her in a nice, gentle manner... that this is my lunch, not hers and that we are going to go somewhere where her dietary needs 'only' can be satisfied... and, I repeat, that she will be happy, and she will thank me for it... again, the eyes roll and the hair flips... why do they do that? do they not know that I hate that? so young... then, as my car turns on, she asks what kind of car is it? man, this lady asks a lot of questions... I should just turn the car off and make her get out and go across the street and eat at 'Freebirds' or 'Jason's Deli'... but, I don't because I am a man who keeps my word (for the most part). But, I do tell her, that she has to cover up her ears as we drive to the eatery, because she owes me two songs... and, I don't have time to expose her to music that will blow her fragile mind... she says that she can't do that... and for me to just drive... I don't like being told what to do... but, I drive as instructed... I remind her to put on her seat belt (more for my safety than hers). I am a man, yes I am!!! We take the scenic route, city streets because I am killing time it take us about twenty minutes to get there... Yes, I have accomplished my task... she looks at me and says what is this? I tell her to have an open mind (not too open) and just enjoy the ride (I shouldn't have used those words... but, it doesn't come back to bite me too hard)... We have arrived at 'Central Market'... This place has the best vegetables, fruits, meat, fish, shrimp, wine and beer selection... and, get this... all you skinny little bitches... you come here to taste the free samples (you know you do... quit laughing)... so, yes, I begin killing more time... however, this is backfiring, she says to me... this kicks butt on 'Whole Foods'... she says: 'I am loving this'... I gulp in despair... as my plan is not working... who the hell said that reverse psychology works with crazy people? I make her sample watermelon with lime juice... what a terrible mix... it wakes me up... she tries two cups... Mary Joe Lisa likey!!! she doesn't enjoy the meat section (she being a vegetarian)... this is my fav part of 'Central Market'... I like it because it is so cold, that in the summer time, you can see women's nipples harden up as they are dressed for warm weather... I've asked the management team to put chairs in there during the summer and maybe serve 'crown' on the rocks... my alcoholic beverage of choice... but, I think my idea is still under consideration... As you exit the meat section, wine tasting is always going on, and wouldn't you know it she makes a bee line for it... As the worker begins pouring her wine, I ask the server should she check her id? another rolling of the eyes and the flip of the hair... I sample some wine... it is ok... but, I'm a crown man... and I'll drink beer if that's all you have<b>.... champagne </font></b>at brunch (in mimosa) or only at 'New Year's Eve' parties... Mary Joe Lisa has four samples... a line is building behind us... I move her along thru the store... she is not complaining... her eyes are wide-open... she begins to thank me... Oh no, what have I done... this isn't working... she like it... this may register as a sense memory in her fragile young mind.. damn it... so, we come to another tasting section after we pass thru the fresh nuts, almonds, coffee beans... she says, can you smell the wonderful aroma, it's making her hot??? OMG... I should have taken her to Texas De Brazil or Fogo de Chao... she would be throwing up by now... this isn't working like anything I thought it would be... I've always thought that I've known two things in life... women and fast cars... I see I know nothing... this has all been a bad dream for me... but, I get her to drink the coffee, yes, she loves it... and has two cups... well, maybe that will sober her up after the wine... one can only hope... I hope that I haven't bored any of you... and, yes, I will end this story with this blog... but, will Mary Joe Lisa be gone forever? this I don't know the answer to... and, I tell people all of the time at work: 'Only ask the questions you know the answer to'.... Next, we arrive to skinny women's paradise... the bakery section... when you turn the corner and breathe in the sensation is similar to the smell of my lover's body while we are in the moment... I'm sure most of you are saying that's silly, tell us about all of the bread options... eyes rolling, hair flipping (I hate that!). She tries one of every bread... they have hundreds of varieties... then, I take her to the flour section where they make the best flour tortillas... plain or butter... OMG... these tortillas are great by themselves or in tacos, burritos... this is a taco and burrito conversation... nachoooooooooooooos... just sayin' well, we pass the specialty cheese section and head into the salad bar area and the grill... this is where we are going to eat... the aromas are erotic (to some, not me... I am sweating bullets... I've made such a mistake... she loves this place)... She says she will be a minute as she examines the entire food area to make her selections. I chose this place because it is light, airy, lots of people and 'safe'... after a few minutes we both get our food and sit down to eat... time is running out, I have wasted much time... we have just a few minutes to consume our food and rush back to the office... but, between her scarfing of the lovely variety of potatoes, squash, and other vegetable I never heard of... she is thanking me for taking her to food heaven... I have failed miserably... she says that she has never seen such variety of olives, carrots, tomatoes, cucumbers (why did she say cucumbers... sweat is coming down my back) and everything she could ever want... I wish more women that I have pursued had said that to me... but, they don't... but, that is another story... this blog is Mary Joe Lisa's blog... and, I have failed miserably... we finish our meal... and I say we can just make it back to the office if I take the toll road, she says, it is ok... make your own way... I trust you... and, then she says she loves my music... We get back to the office just in time for her to make her 1:30 meeting... oh my god, did I dodge a bullet... and she thanks me again for taking her to lunch... did I mention that I did not pay for her lunch, nor have I ever... just to be clear... she asks me what my plans are for the weekend??? I say I am busy from 5:00 PM Friday till 8:00 am Monday morning... good luck on your meeting... have a great weekend... she says... i'll have two songs for you next week... woe is me... and, that's the end of Mary Joe Lisa's lunch date... thanks for reading... please let me know your thoughts... Yes, I know some of you will comment on the fact that I deprived you of some erotic moments... but, I only tell you what happened... I don't make up too much!!! laters!  To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!! |
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Glad it went well in compare of what it could have been! I'm sure you have been dealing with stuff like that a lot, and will continue, as with any good looking man, they're wanted and chased after   WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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Glad it went well in compare of what it could have been! I'm sure you have been dealing with stuff like that a lot, and will continue, as with any good looking man, they're wanted and chased after Thanks for commenting on my blog... No, unfortunately I have not bee dealing with these kind of situations... thanks for the compliments... You've seen me... so the eyes of the beholder are kind!!! I view myself as a 7.5 but, I can play up or down... it really depends on the woman... as you know, I've always said that it takes two... some only care about the one!!! but, this particular story is very interesting, because I have not pursued. I have not gone out of my way... I am here... Now, I am sensing what it feels like to be pursued, where a person makes it a point to go out of there way... thanks again!!! have a great weekend!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hello NightSoul... Thanks for commenting on my blog... No, unfortunately I have not bee dealing with these kind of situations... thanks for the compliments... You've seen me... so the eyes of the beholder are kind!!! I view myself as a 7.5 but, I can play up or down... it really depends on the woman... as you know, I've always said that it takes two... some only care about the one!!! but, this particular story is very interesting, because I have not pursued. I have not gone out of my way... I am here... Now, I am sensing what it feels like to be pursued, where a person makes it a point to go out of there way... thanks again!!! have a great weekend!!! WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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I have a good one too! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Assuming she considers you a challenge? That is enticing to many. As I said before, be smart. Enjoy the rest of the weekend. You can spend it thinking up where to go to lunch on Monday. LOL How is she 30 and not now how to drive?
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Assuming she considers you a challenge? That is enticing to many. As I said before, be smart. Enjoy the rest of the weekend. You can spend it thinking up where to go to lunch on Monday. LOL How is she 30 and not now how to drive? Thanks for your comments... And, yes... I am being ultra careful... I will say that I have said no to her more times than I have voiced that word to any other woman in the world!!! Just sayin' I luv your attention to detail. She is from India... She's only been here for a short time... She spent time in Seattle and Boston before settling here in Irving. Her goal is to get her drivers license soon... She taking some online classes to get a learner's permit. Thanks again... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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...sigh..... Thanks for coming to read and post on my blog... I hope the sigh is a good one as I made it short and simple and completed it on one post... Have a great weekend!!! Laters To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Food heaven there for me too! Keep smiling hugsssssssssss V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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Hi Author... thanks for stopping by to read and comment on my blog... It makes me feel good that you can take the time... you have many things on your plate... Interesting things, but, many nevertheless... sometimes I tire just knowing all that you do... just sayin'... you do now that many things I write are pure fiction... not all, but many!!! It doesn't mean something didn't happen, it just means that I may have stretched a point here or elaborated a little there or thought, this is the way it should go... still, something happened!!! she has a very eloquent vocabulary... I can tell that she is well read... she uses multi-syllable words and pauses before she speaks... she crafts interesting stories... she likes the finer things in life... it was a fun day... I make her laugh... there were a couple of times that she almost spit up her food, because of some remarks that I mad... and, she told me that after she ate her lunch she felt totally contented... she had not had those subtle tastes in her mouth ever... she chose wisely for her dietary needs... I watched her go around the salad bar (now this is a spectacular salad bar with heated items and ingredients that only this place carries or a 5-star restaurant... we weren't at a 5-star restaurant, but the quality and options are so incredible... and the service is out of this world... you can get samples of most fresh items... a few years back I came here to see a chef that had been featured on a television show in the US called 'Top Chef'... she didn't win, but, it appeared that she could cook... of course, I only cook food that says 'microwaveable' on the package... but, I still enjoy my food... I don't know if I ever told you this... but, I look at food like I look at women... you will probably think this is stupid... but, when I go to a restaurant, I like to see what the food looks like... pictures or displays at the entrance slowly ease me into the mood, like when I first notice a woman's hair and eyes and the contours of her face... emotions start building up for the meal or the personality I am about to meet. Then as I get closer to the woman or enter the restaurant and I can smell her, say she is wearing Chanel #5 or the aroma of a steak cooked medium rare... and then, you can hear the meat still cooking on a plate... or you listen to the gentle, soothing voice or 'maybe' a lover... and, then as you help her into her chair you feel the skin, soft and wanting... like the knife barely required to cut your meat... because it is cooked to perfection and is ready to be eaten... and, then you taste that wonderful morsel of food and you sabor every chew as if you were tasting her lips for the first time and while you are tasting her you can smell her hair and touch her face and here her happiness her want... crazy, I know... but, that's how I make my analogy of food and women!!! sorry for the long response... thanks again for posting!!! have a great sunday!!! relax today!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Food heaven there for me too! Keep smiling hugsssssssssss V thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog! It was nice to see someone in 'food heaven'... it was good day! thanks again... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Thanks Author. You are too kind... Fyi, I looked for your books in various sections of HPB and was not lucky... But, I keep looking... Maybe, one day I will find one and read it... thanks again... have a great week!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi BiggLala... Thanks for visiting my blog, and taking the time to read and dissect what I write... I do like when people actually take the time to read, explore, count the minutes, hours, days that something might take and then rationalize what I was doing, thinking, writing... I'll tell you a little secret. Please don't tell anyone... I make stuff up... Yes, I do... and, no one knows... to them, all of my crazy adventures (well, some of them have a tiny bit of truth... ok, the ones where I reach out because I've been hurt, those are true and are reflected in my haikus and straight stories...), are true... so... if I can be so bold... Mary Joe Lisa does exist, and some of the things have gone down, as I've written them... but, with this story I did alter many facts... However, we did go to Central Market... It is located at Coit just north of the George Bush Tollroad across the street from Sams... There is another location further down in Dallas, but, I've not been to it... The reason we went to this location is because I know it and where everything is... so, I could take her thru it and know when she would get excited, like the giddy girl that she is... She is an interesting person... But, she is too skinny for me, and, alas, too young... I need the drama and diva years to be removed or having had a chance for them to be experienced. I think my younger years were special for me, even with all the trials and tribulations, they are there... they brought me here... However, I prefer women with big tits (real tits) and this may mean that they carry extra weight, and I'm fine with that... So, why this storytale, you might ask? Well, she gets points for innovation, persistence, and, she has a wonderful laugh... she told me, she hasn't laughed like that in a long time... Now, I am not a savior, I am not knight in shining armor, I'm just me... And, furthermore, I am not a clown, I'm a grown man with feelings just like any other human being on the planet... But, when people I am with can be totally comfortable and enjoy the joys of uninhibited laughter, it brings me happiness... But, she's too young... anyway, yes, you are so right with the timelines and yes, I could have taken her to Wendy's or Subway or anywhere miles closer... but, I took her there because as a vegetarian, her diet (in her mind) is very specific... If she were in India, I've been there 3 times in my life, she would have access to a variety of food and restaurants where she could eat without wondering about her religious beliefs being violated unknowingly, plus she talks about her protein and vitamin needs as though she has put a lot of thought into it... so, instead of just heading to a local indian restaurant, where the food is too hot for me, I chose a place she'd never been too, you know like when making love with a lover you want to take them somewhere they've never been before or the place that makes them totally pleased.... at least, that's how I am... She had mentioned 'Whole foods' and, I've been there, but, it was ok compared to 'Central Market'... No, I don't work for 'central market', I just love shopping there for food that I can't find anywhere else, or food that is 'just perfect'... She loved it... thanks for your comments BiggLala... laters... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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