7.8.20



wellshit  it was 2233 hourswha were the chances it was   wait    wait 22:33:44
                                                                                      whyknot
whyknot was his
                     his mantra


he was confident

women told him they found confidence attractive

mebbe they blew smoke up his ass

on the other hand hed known guys who did not like confidence in a woman

perhapsthough disliking those women who had what they didnt


  whyknot
             things didnt need to become more than a casual flirt if a woman didnt want to know himNoed him she wasnt going to break his hearthe wasnt troubled 
he didnt take it personal

he lost more than he won

if one won more than they lost

hed suspect they were cheating  or lying

some people cheated as a matter of fact

hed be an idiot if he didnt know that

he recognised it

then he culled them from his orbithe wouldnt tolerate cheating  lying

he had no time for cheats and liars

they werent clever

they were transparent


often and he was surprised while they were apparent to him they werent to others

perhapshe supposed blinded by the light
                                           the hot white light overcoming the whiff of horseshit
obviously they didnt smell it


he smelled like himself he didnt wear scents

he didnt like perfumes or colognes

what were they trying to hide

he liked freshscrubbed soap and water tea-tree shampoo modest tea tree oil peppermint and lavender  brushed teeth

seemed anything more was hiding something
                               

cheating and lying began there

Sunday,  9  2. 20
1234,  Reggae Friday,  7  8. 20


never ever  everever   come up on a woman from behind after doing a fat line of THC at a party whose guests are unfamiliar
                he couldnt resist her


it was at a palatial home on the Intercoastal

he knew somebody who knew somebody whoknewsomebody
                                                                 though he couldnt remember now who left his name at the door

had he been in the neighbourhood unlikely an seen the goings-on they couldnt have kept him out Land of the Free Home of the Brave
                     he took that shit to heart  and when it came to Private Property he was an Indian  nobody owns the Land despite what some twist with a piece of paper in their hand says
                                                                                ID? I live here! I see the name on the piece of paper man but I dont know who you are  ID

frustrated the cat leaves the notarised warranty deed on the coffee table and he tosses it into the yawning fireplace
maybe the cat can get a copy in the morning  was it really worth all that to try and keep him out
                                                                                                      Fuck man he was cooler than the cat no matter how much money the cat fucked people out of   bottom-line  bottom-feeder

besides  he was emboldened
                                Big Steve was coming with him  a manmoutain whose red afro took him to seven feet blueblood lineage South Carolinian familys word was they fought alongside Francis Marion  Swamp Fox
hed dare anyone to call Big Steve a liar

Big Steve had the THC he often treated him to exotic drugs  opiates peyote Thia sticks hashish 

when he called Big Steve feelin him out if he had time or not Yah, got time. Yawanme to bring some things? Bring em all man bring em all Well tear down walls



it was in a wealthy Coral Gables enclave yachts bobbing in the waterway behind the houses boat houses bigger than his apartment and slips or parallel to docks tied off bows and sterns  and when heading to sea slow  slowly showy canal processions


he staggered outside


they tasted a line of THC inside
                                  some cats were throwing darts in the game room had two bowling lanes and pool tables in it the clutch of cats innarested in THC followed him in

he asked the dart-throwers if he could briefly interrupt their game One heartbeat guys

he turned to the clutch with three darts in hand 
                                                  Big Steve sells on the next bulls-eye You gentleman might wanna turn aroundcash in hand Fact of the matter  I aint got a fuck clue why I have three darts

one laid a C-note on a twelvefoot shuffleboard table  I bet you don’t.

Big Steve covered him
                        the bill looked insignificant tiny in his ham-fist
Big Steve  
           he had his back to the board
Yah?

Youre stashs goin byebye gentleman was kind enough to buy me a hunred worth

C-note laughed

he turned around looked  the bulls-eye was as big as a wall he felt he could close his eyes and hit it

no pussy wrist toss he hurled a fastball that socked the boardbounced it Bulls-eye! Big Steve howled his hair growing taller  the two years they hung together in Miami Big Steve touted that night as The Night he said hed never turned a bigger score
             the slapsting of the dart was accompanied by The 5th Dimensions on the whole house audio system  Aquarius  When the moon is in the Seventh House and Jupiter aligns with Mars  
                                                                                    fucking right
thats what lifes about
                        opportunities

unfortunately its inverse has recriminations the wrong placewrong times often tough results  so one swings with their rare little victories and is grateful not greedy then maybe reversals arent dire




he staggered outside



never ever  everever   come up on a woman from behind whos on all fours
                                                                                 despite her nakedness in a frothy hot tub  its bubbly whippedsurface at her belly and breasts and hips

he should have gone around in front of her to see who she was rather than be enticed by the spread and sway of her hips  her pale pursed anus peeking blindly at him

instead he slipped out of his clothes to join her  caressed the inside of her thighs kissed the stem of her spinethe small of her back enticed by her coos her sighs her willingness  he kissedworked his way to her fanny his warmth the firm of his cock at the outside of her thigh  her turning to it leaning on it her legs widening  accepting his finger  accepting his nearfrantic tongue  taking his rhythmic thrusts
                                                         his cousin Rachel



Whadaya doin here

Evidently having sex with you.

1358,  Friday,  7  2. 20
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The 5th Dimension  Aquarius  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILSr9BbhoJQ