Most weekends I find myself practicing my second occupation; juggling.  Now I’m not talking as in a clown from a circus.  I mean logistically organizing myself so as to not to create any “conflicts.”

I’ll give you an example:  Saturday night two different girls wanted to see me…both at the same club.    If you recall, Susan was the subject of last Monday’s field report.  She is hot, sexy and has a great personality.  I like Susan.  Bonnie on the other hand is more beautiful than sexy and a bit more reserved.  She is Bulgarian with light blue eyes, black hair, light complexion, and an incredibly fit body.  Although petite, her curves and muscle tone are just simply ridiculous. 

At any rate, I wanted to make Bonnie the priority because Susan had given me a repeat performance from the following week that afternoon at my apartment…can you say afternoon delight?  In addition, I had a lot of fun with Bonnie on our date Thursday- even spending the night at her place- but we still had some unfinished business.  So for those reasons I felt compelled to make certain I hooked up with Bonnie. 

After Susan left, I begin texting my network to find out what’s happening around town and where my friends will be.  I spoke with Bonnie and she told me she was going to be at club Set.  Sally text me the same.  I thought well, this should be interesting.  Anyways, I tell Bonnie to text me when she gets there.  Meanwhile, I meet some friends (3 girls-all platonic) at the Delano Hotel in South Beach before heading out.  We decide to go to Mansion (South Beach club) first than play it by ear.  It’s around 2 am and Susan texts me to say she just left Mansion as was heading to Set.  Perfect.  Bonnie then texts to say that she left club Set because it was slow.  The gods are smiling on me. I tell her I’m on my way to Mansion and to meet me there.

Anyway, I get to Mansion and see Bonnie and her friend in the VIP section.  Some dude was just handing each of them a drink as I got there.  I say to him, “where’s mine?” Then I just back turn the guy and take Bonnie by the hand and give her a kiss.  She then introduces her friend to me and out of the corner of my eye I see the guy walking off…lol We make our way around the club and dance and drink.  A wingman of mine shows up and occupies Bonnie’s friend but he could do better and I didn’t need the help.  Anyway, the girlfriends I came with and my wing leave for Mynt (another South Beach club).  Bonnie’s friend didn’t wan to go, so we ended up leaving the club together and I drove her friend home.

As I drive Bonnie back to her car (its yellow!…remember the jeans?) I tell her I will follow her home to make sure she gets there.  We get to her place, she parks and as she walks back to my car I tell her to get in and I drive around to the main entrance of her building.  As we are walking to her unit I ask if I can come in for a minute.  She obliges and as we enter her studio apartment we both sit down on the bed which is right in front of the t.v.  Immediately I go for the kiss, and we sit there making out for a few minutes.  She excuses herself and I take my shoes off.  When she comes back we start up again in earnest.  After Thursday night, which didn’t end in the happy ending kind of way…lol… I knew I had to push the envelope.  It turns out not only did I push the envelope, she helped address, close, stamp it, and deliver it…twice…lol  Now I’ve got one more hot  girl in my matrix…and 1 more ball to juggle…it’s a tough life

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