Every Now and Then...

The other day I noticed I haven't left the house in like 3 or 4 days. But that isn't anything new. I've spent 8 days without even going to check my mailbox or emptying the trash. Thank God for scented plastic garbage bags.

A woman, a friend..who would Love for me to lay her out in my bed every single night...stopped by and brought me a watermelon. It was huge and weighed a ton. I wanted to cut it up, but first I placed it in the frig to get cold. The next day I took it out only to find out... I don't have a large knife and I have nothing to store it in once I do cut it up. Time to get out of the house.

I could e went online and found ways to store it when a person doesn't have a container, but I needed to get out of the house. I rode my scooter...my means of transportation nowadays. 

I saw another female friend of mines in a parking lot getting out of her car. I approached honking my scooter horn. This woman...what can I say... When I first meet her, her eyes said all you have to do is ask me, go ahead, ask me. A couple of weeks later I did..and we did. She's married 2 kids, but they didn't stop her from wanting what she wanted. Afterwards she told me that she wanted a piece of me from that day inside of Walmart. When we saw each other, I just came out and asked her for her number...just in case I wanted to talk with her. And she gave it to me. I texted her while I was in Walmart and she was too. Her first response was ..'Yiu sure you can handle it of this?' My response was..'Thwts why they make ropes, toes and handcuffs.' 'Dont play with me if you don't plan on getting dirty ' 5 hours later...she is SO nasty!.

I asked her about the watermelon I had, yeah, the watermelon. She told me zip lock bags, and that she has a lot of them at home she isn't using and that she can bring them by if I wanted them. I said okay. That was 5 days ago, watermelon still isn't cut up. 

She texted me and told me that she had something to tell me, and for me to call her. When she answered, she whispered..'I'm pregnant.' I was speechless, I didn't know what to say. But before I could say anything she told me...'Dint worry, it is t yours, because I knew I was pregnant before we got together, and yes...you made Love to a married and pregnant woman. Cross THAT off your Bucket List.' ...and hung up.

She texted me...'But this is t stopping me from wanting you. My husband 2ill not touch me and I'm surprised that I got pregnant by him because sext is once a month if anything. Oh yeah, all the way up to 2 weeks before I deliver...that is if it's okay by you...but I know it is and will be.'

Virginia!!