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Part 1: He Told Me He Will Never Sleep With Me Aga

Part 1: He Told Me He Will Never Sleep With Me Again.

Fellow bloggers take the time out to read this story. Today I the guy I have been dating for two years told me he will never sleep with me again. It all stemmed from a falling out with “The African” after a night of hanging out at strip club. On this particular Wednesday night my cable was not working so I decided to go out and have a few drinks. Upon arrival I saw The African’s car. He was outside the club talking to a clothing vendor. Yes! In the hood they sell clothes outside of strip clubs! After lollygagging with the outside security and the door girl, I decided to head inside. As soon as I walked in the DJ shouted out my name on the microphone repeatedly. I went to the DJ booth and spoke to him and headed down to the bar talk to the bartender-my ex-coworker. We caught up on who she was dating and etc. She went back to serving liquor and I sat at the bar deciding whether I wanted to sip on a drink or shot it up. I decided to shot it up. I sent the bartender over to ‘The African” to pay for my two shots of Patron totaling $20.00. He paid. After downing my first shot, the guy I was sitting next to began to converse with me. You know the usual where you from and so forth. He was not someone I would be attracted to but I am sociable so I carried on a conversation with him and his friend sitting on the other side of him. Shortly after my conversation began I received a text message from “Africa” telling me to ask the guys I was conversing with to pay for my drinks. I cant remember word for word what I replied in the text but it was somewhere along the lines of: If I am sucking your dick you shouldn’t have a problem paying….You have a problem paying for things when it comes to me. The reason I said sucking your dick was because apart of me was a bit proud of finally being able to make him come off of head a few weeks prior and again a few days ago. It was a small victory for me. He ended up walking outside to continue his conversation with the vendor. He did not reply to my text. I decided to walk outside with my ex-coworker while she took a smoke. While we were outside he walked back in. Once I walked back in I saw that he was getting a dance from the girl he knew I have had lesbian fantasies with. It was not the fact that he was getting a dance from a girl. It was the fact that he bitched about buying me two drinks and then turned around and spent over $50.00 on her. It was an obvious attempt to piss me off. I was also teed of with the fact that a few days prior I asked him to loan me $800.00 and he gave me the sad story of him being broke. In my mind if you are so broke how could you afford to waste money on table dances? I decided to go to the other side of the bar and consume free drinks and dance a little. From the corner of my eye I could tell he was looking at me. I wasn’t really mad at him until after the club closed and we all were outside when these two dances from a neighboring strip club asked him to breakfast and he replied: “Where do ya’ll want to go” while I was standing no more than 3feet away. The first thing you would think as a reader is: “How could he agree to go to breakfast with a girl right in front of you.” However, that was not my issue. I could care less who he goes to breakfast with. The problem was him being so accommodating to the suggestion of taking another woman out to eat better yet a girl who tricks out to eat. After a year and a half of asking him to take me out and getting excuses as idiotic as him saying he does not like to eat. I could not believe that it was so easy for this trick to get him to take her to breakfast. I walked to my car enraged. I told myself it was over I called my ex “The Model” and my other guy friend well call him “Hidden Feelings” because he tries to hide the fact that he has feelings for me. In my mind it was over. I had no urge to fuck him. No urge to call or text. I had convinced myself it was over. The following day he called me like everything was hunky dory pretending that he did not go to breakfast with those girls. I then suggested with a tone of attitude that he should be able to give me $800.00 since he is able to afford dances. He then said: “He had to go and will call me later.”I was enraged because I have problems expressing myself without writing it down so I felt I did not get to say all that I wanted to say. Take my advice bloggers never text when you are mad. Unfortunately I don’t take my own advice. I decided to send a series of belligerent texts as follows: I been asking you to take me out to dinner for over a motherfucking year and all you tell me is excuses but when some hoes ask you to breakfast you talking bout where ya’ll going. You ain’t shit!“ He replied: “ U r crazy!” I then replied: “Your right I am crazy as fuck for fucking someone who does not respect o have any appreciation for me. Also known as a Jackass.”…………. Stay tuned for Part 2 of: He Told Me He Would Never Sleep With Me Again!