justspeakyourword

...I'm not going to give any fancy introduction or prolific jargon I'm simply going to let the words flow...So here goes nothin

I simply adore great booty (beauty) beautiful legs, nice feet, women with natural hair styles and smooth skin (so by this introduction you can probably get a feel of what this tale will tell...But it will get interesting;-) I could not help but think I was definitely going to explore the realms of what these great beauties had to offer at my new internship....So from the beginning I was doomed...My weakness for beautiful women surpass many of my most logical thought patterns...o.k. I saw her first, this female I will call her b we caught each other eye and she recognized me also, I could see it in her eyes, she was attracted. I must say from the moment I saw this young lady there was some sort of an irony in her face as if her eyes had meet mine before as if this was not our first introduction....And it was not....So the day came when I needed to address a co-worker who just happen to sit right next to her and my words, my pimp, my mac began to flow from my mouth like the mighty Mississippi. B was the one of those young ladies (and I use the word "young lady" sparingly) that I would dare say embodied the true essence of a woman she was beautiful in spirit in mind ...It didn't take all day for me to recognize her sunshine..Her voice kind of spoke to me it wrapped me with her warmth her compassion not just for me but for more than me she treated everyone equally not just simple outer beauty but her inner spirit in some kind of holistic way spoke to me. B was the type of woman that encompassed not only the reality of the world around here but she respected and was fully aware of the differences in men and women. She not only embraced those qualities but she was driven she had ambition and was ready to achieve all that she desired. At the same time I was entertaining this other young lady who I'm going to call J. J was a different kind of chick she was the ultimate realist but I loved her for that because I had never experienced a woman of her statue before and she intrigued me , I always longed for more. I remember our first date of course I'm dressed to the needle point, very sharp nice tailored suit freshly polished contemporary black shoes and the most crisp white shirt I have worn to date...I was dress to impress. She dressed in a simple black dress not form fitting at all but just simple and yet she displayed a since of elegance that could not be refuted....... On the real you know what got me, when she hit me with a left hook that I didn't see coming when she opened the door she had an ice cold beer in a red party cup and had just lit a freshly freaked Black n Mild Cigar(those of you from the south know exactly what I'm talking about but those who are not..Here's a brief def. For "freakin" a b&m cigar you roll it between your hand repeatedly hoping to loosen the tobacco in hopes of slowing the burn of the cigar i.e. making the smoke last a little longer than average....Those that "super freak it" actually lick the outside of the cigar and roll in there palms for an even greater effect...As a disclaimer all of this is just a theoretical action in what seems to be the most logical way to savor this .25 cent bundle of joy) upon seeing this I realized maybe this young lady and I where on a different page. I myself had just not long ago moved to this new city and had experienced what Huxley would have called a brave new world compared to my small town upbringing. So to say the least my Christian bubble had no room for smoke and beer that just didn't fit...But yet she intrigued me....During the time of our courting and fun I found in b more to my liking more to my perfect vision of a woman it was just simply something about the way we talked the way we communicated that was so uncanny. At times it was like we almost knew what the other where thinking and we shared a longing for a more deeply spiritual and pure relationship that I had never experieced or wanted to experience with another woman one of balance and understanding of the others needs I guess we wanted that perfect little utopia . Finally the fact came to light that me and b had gone to high school together and not only had we gone to high school together but we secretly liked each other and didn't even know it at that time. Both of us were in the band at the same time and though she was an upper classman she still liked me and though I was an underclassman I knew I could have her if I wanted but you know I just didn't want her (lol) as we dated she told me that there was this guy in the band that she liked but he was a freshman and she couldn't bring herself to lose her cool points by dating a piece of "fresh meat" as we we're called back then. But we realized that the connection between us was more spiritual than physical even to the point that we wanted to abstain from intercourse in order to realize the fruits of our patience and commitment to our religious beliefs. This was a young woman I would go to church with a woman to whom my mother actually liked a woman that her parents liked me and a woman to this day that I fear so bad I will never find again. But once again just to keep it real I really fucked that up for myself I'm so disappointed within that I wasn't able to see just how wonderful this young lady was and that I needed to hang on to her; you know what let me say this I did know how wonderful she was I did know how beautiful a spirit she possessed I just thought with the wrong head I was thinking about all the other bi-oches I was missing out on and that I still needed to sow my royal oats before I put the platinum pimp card to rest so just to keep it real I simply made a very bad, immature decision that in retrospect was even more grave than I could have ever imagined......To be continued