Still at It

...I clicked on her picture and read her profile. Then I clicked on her pictures...to see who she really is. Pictures say and tell a lot about a person.

First let me say this, I'm quite sure I am not the only man alive that looks at a woman's ass, butt. You women know we do and so of you take a lot of pride on showing us men what a great looking ass you've got. Womenshow it off by the clothes they wear. Sure, some say that that's not the reason they wear such shape revealing clothes...BULLSHIT!! Which leads me to...

I'm sorry, I was..I think I was born at night, but not last night. Some of you women...that shape of your ass, that defintion of YOUR ass, did not come from you working out and waching what you eat. How I know? Us men, well just look at your stomach, you enjoy eating and there is nothing wrong with that. True, in some women, its passed down from generation to generation in the women in their bloodline just to have, to e born with as they get older and mature, they just have a great looking ass without soing anything. Its just handed down and passed along the gene pool. Its the other women whose asses only come from one thing...having sex and plenty of it. These women give themselves away with asses like this. How? By having a shit load of kids...sometimes by different guys. Nothing wrong with that. Where the issue comes is where you try to play it off by saying stupid crazy shit like..'I'm not a booty call', 'it isn't about sex all the time', 'Im not a jump off'. Oh really, so when did you stop all of this? Its shit like that they say that's just doesn't make sense.

Okay, back to this women who profile I clicked on...which was on a Monday. See, I knew something was up when she asked for my telephone number, I emailed it to her. I wasn't sitting by my phone waiting on her call either, if she calls, she calls. Besides, some womejust collect numbers to make themselves feel good about themselves. But she called 4 hours later. I had missed the call cause my phone is always on vibrate. She Text Blast me, asking me how come I'm not picking up and returning her text. Hell, I was at work and so was she. At this point I still ahvent heard her voice or spoke to her live.

Tuesday. Found out she has 2 jobs theu text messenging. Best time is to catch her between 2 and 3pm. Text her that I wanted her to leave a voice message on my phone so I can hear her voice. When she called me on Monday, she didn't leave a message. Well, she called and I didn't answer, so she left a message. Young sounding voice, which is a bonus, being that she is 51 years old. And, she is Jamacian. Texted her back that she sounds cute over the phone. Tuesday afternoon total text received and sent totaled 110, and I haven't spoke to her in person yet.

Wednesday. After all those text, we sort of established something. I found out..she works hard at her 2 jobs. She is a care provider, and has been doing it for almost 15 years. Also found out, and she said it was many many years ago, she had her heart broken. Her boyfriend from the islands, since she was 14, she married him there, and bought him here. She provided everything for him, and then he fucked up.New York City just got him wide the fuck open. Saw other women from his country and they was they were living their fast ass life, and he wanted to be a part of that. He cheated and she kicked him out. She told me that she didn't care if he couldn't find a job, she was willing and was taking care of him. All he had to do was just 'be there'. Be there as her friend and as her husband. He couldn't so that for her. She was devasted and couldn't believe it was happening to her. She divorced him and took to working hard, but there was and is something missing. She told me a good man in her life. Wednesday night we talked over the phone while she was at work. She called me and said 'just talk to me', so I did.

We talked for 4 hours, with me doingmost if not all of the talking. She was at work, in the breakroom and her female co workers were sitting right there and she didn't or couldn't speak a freely as she wanted to. I questioned why she was talking so low keyed and she told me that her co workers are there. I told her so what, talk to me, don't worry about what they hear when you speak to me, they will learn something more about the person you really are. So she did. Funny thing, when she had to make her rounds, co workers told her, don't worry about it, continue your conversation. This surprised her. I told her people are like that. See, you not only were telling me me about you, but you were also letting your co workers know you're a human being and they were happy that you were showing the human side of you. But there was something I had to share with her.

I told her that this Friday that I am going out of town tomeet another person who I meet from the website, this was set up a month and a half ago. I could tell in her voice that she was kind of broken hearted. She told me on Friday she wanted to take me to the movies. I told her to hold off seeing the movie, we can gosee it together or do whatever you want to do when I come back. But I don't know if she is interested in seeing me anymore, have to wait and see.

It goes to say, I'm not looking for a girlfriend, just friends and dating. Now my discription of being 'Friends' may be different from what any women wants. Women can't, or some say they don't sleep with Friends, I do, plain and simple. I'm too old to have a girlfriend. But I will reach out to her later on and see what happens.

I'm just honest...mainly to myself, and then others.