Why You SHOULD Sometimes Have SEX on the First Date!!!

     Now this is just a personal option- not based on any facts or surveys;  Nor am I an expert on the subject!  LOL:  But this is why I believe you should sometimes have sex on the first date, contrary to popular belief!   First of all, people know whether or not they have that initial animal attraction;  You either have it, or you don't, that simple.  So why wait till the 2nd or 3rd date if your just gonna do it anyway.  (Now if you're saving yourself for marriage or some other religious reason, then that is a different story).  But, for most people, you're just trying to be on your best behavior, not look too easy, or are playing hard to get.  But why?  If you're gonna fuck anyway- why wait?  You know you want to...
     Also, if you "do it" the first night you're not going to give too much thought about it.  It's going to be raw and real- you know what you're getting!  Now, if you wait, you have too much time to think about it.  You're going to have preconceived notions about how it should be, where it should be, what you're going to wear, how you should do it, what you shouldn't do, are you too fat, too skinny, not in good enough shape, do you like him/her enough, or should you even do it at all!  See what I'm saying?  It's probably not going to be as good as if you would have just done it!  So like Nike says-"Just Do It"!
     And guys, don't be so quick to judge!  Be happy you found a girl you're attracted to, and she actually wants you!!!  That doesn't make her a slut or ho;  She's no different than you.  Girls want and need sex too!
     My mom gave me the best advice, she said, "Be a lady in the street and a whore in the bedroom- and your man will be happy." :)  So, be safe, have fun and happy dating.  Hope you find the man or woman of your dreams, your soulmate, the love of your life.  Keep your eyes open, and your heart and soul too.  Put your fear aside and just go for it!  You only live once, and life is too short to miss out on love.
xoxoxoxox   CC

Sexy Salsa Dancing

     While the summer was winding down, another weekend was approaching.  Things were going pretty good.  I had got lucky on my birthday and won $600 on a slot machine the next day!  I was on friendly talking terms with my ex, and my son was spending weekends with him and Bambi.  I couldn't really complain much!
     Earlier in the week, a friend from work, Eva, and our mutual friend Maria, invited me to join them at a Salsa dance party Saturday night.  I said ok, probably, sure, why not...I honestly wasn't really looking forward to going, but, I had nothing better to do, so I said "what the hell"!
     On Saturday I worked like usual, then went home to get ready.  What would I wear?  Salsa dancing required a skirit that moved and high heels.  I put together an ensemble that worked, and when I was happy with the result, I took a deep breath and left to meet up with my group and get my cha cha cha on!
     Eva brought her husband Dave who had gone out with us a few times before.  I wispered in his ear that I thought we were the only white people there!  Ok, other than the two blond bartenders, there were maybe a handful of caucasion people, everyone else was Hispanic.
      I was a little uptight, and sterotypically ordered a margarita as my first drink.  I crowded into the corner of the bar between my two friends.  They were already moving to the beat of the music.  We looked out onto the dance floor and saw Janet, a dance instructor who worked part-time with us.  She was being spun and turned, and it looked oh so fun!  I now ordered a chardonnay because of the beautiful glass they were serving it in, and it was too hot in there for red wine.  I was now starting to loosen up.  Shortly thereafter, I was out on the floor shaking my groove thing!  The next thing I know, someone puts me in the front of a conga line.  I'm pretty sure I stood out like a sore thumb;  A strawberry blond in a seaful of burnets!  When we headed back to the bar, I was so hot that I ordered a Corona with lime.  Eva said to me, "I thought you said you didn't know how to Salsa dance?"  I said, "I never said that!"  Then a Latino man sent me a shot of tequilla.  I asked one of the blond bartenders for salt and a lime.  I did my shot like a pro!  I licked salt from the back of my hand, downed my tequilla and bit into my lime.  Then he grabbed me and took me to the dance floor.  He spun me like I was on Dancing with the Stars!  Somehow I was able to follow his lead, and look like I knew what I was doing!  We ended the dance, and I thanked him.  He spoke very little English.   I rejoined my friends at the bar for a nightcap, as if I needed one more!  So what started as a night I dreaded, ended up being a ton of fun!  So hats off to trying new things- life is an adventure and fun is what you make it...

The Best Birthday (Sex) Ever!

     The weekend of my bithday was approaching fast and I had high hopes it would be a good one!  Of course I wasn't looking forward to becoming a year older, but that was actually pretty far back in  my mind this year.  I was feeling young, sexy and alive.  I guess I have been kind of reliving my 20's, since that was the last time I was single, and only had that to go on as a reference.  For the last 16 years I have only known what it is like to be a wife and a mother, as well as a daughter and sister, but to have a lover ot two, now that was something completly new!
     Early in the week I had informed Steven that I would be coming to his bar with my friends to celebrate my birthday, and that "I was kinda hoping to go home with the owner!"  He toyed with me, "You were hugh?"
     On Friday night I had plans to go out with my mom and her friends and one of their daughters who was also celebrating her birthday that week, and was also newly seperated from her husband.  We sang and danced, and drank and ate cake; And just had an all around good time, but I couldn't wait till Saturday night!  I crashed out pretty early on my moms couch.  When I woke up in the morning I had a happy birthday text from Steven.  I went home and started to get ready for my real b'day celebration.  I waas going to T's house first for dinner and drinks, with her and her husband, and two friends.  The five of us finally managed to get to Stevens' bar at about 11pm.  He was not there when we arrived because he had gone home to let the dog out, which he had called to let me know.  T and I danced, and Stevens' partner made us a round of flaming drinks for my b'day.  When Steven finally arrived, I turned left to T and right to Jan and said, "He's here".  I saw him scan the room to look for me.  A few minutes later he strolled by to say "hi".  Shortly later I went over to talk to him.  T came over and was pretty drunk by then and put her arms around him.  I just laughed, knowing she meant no harm.  In fact, she was so drunk she tipped over soon after, and we had to depart early.  There was no way my night would end this way!  I went over to Steven and told him to text me when he got home, that I would be waiting up for him!  We all went back to T's house and I fell to sleep on the couch.  For some strange reason I awoke in the middle of the night to find a text from Steven saying, "Honey, I'm home".  I flew out of her house like a bat out of hell!  I drove straight to his house.  I texted him to say, "let me in, in 5 minutes", when I was close.  It was about an hour after he texted me that I arrived.  He was tired, and looked far from happy by the time I got there at almost 4am!;  But it was my real birthday now, and nothing was going to ruin it;  So I just curled up next to him and went to sleep. 
     In the morning I wanted to surprise him, and I made him breakfeast in his kitchen!  There was an awkward moment when my ex texted me "Happy B'day", then he called me while I was there in the kitchen. (he had also left me a bottle of my favorite wine on my table at home).  I spoke to him briefly and said "thanks". 
     Shortly thereafter I woke Steven with his breakfeast, and afterward asked for my birthday present!  It was worth the wait!  I was not disappointed.  In fact, I finally got what I had been needing for a long time- if you know what I mean!  We came at almost the same time, and I squeezed his hand so hard it must of hurt!  My body was weak, and my birthday weekend was complete!

Is This LoveThat I'm Feeling? / What's Love Got To Do With It? / You Give Love a Bad Name

     How do you know if you're in love?  Is it just a gut feeling, something you can't explain?  Is it that calmness after the storm;  That peaceful feeling you get when you're with that special person?  Or, is it the fact they can do no wrong, that they're perfect in your eyes?  Or, all the above I suppose!
     Maybe, it's when you can envision a future together, or, maybe you find their faults cute!  Or the fact that you can't get through the day without thinking a happy thought about them and smile!  Or, that you no longer want to be with anyone else...Is that love???

3 X's w/ Steven- What the Hell Does This Mean?

     Well, to be perfectly honest, my week sucked!  You know how bad things come in three's?  Yeah, well it did...my brother was being a total dickhead, my husband took his new girlfriend, Bambi, to meet my in-laws, with my son!, and my frickin' cat had to be put to sleep!;  And I still had to go to work and smile, and sell cosmetics to rich old ladies!  WTF-FML-OMG!!!  Then to top it all off, when the weekend finally arrived, I convinced Goose to get ready to go out Saturday night.  I of course messaged Steven before I left, saying that I would be available for a while. Then I left.  He texted me "Define a while."  I actually said this, "It means I could come over there right now, or I'm going out with Goose-tick, tock."
Was I testing him? Yes.  In the back of my mind, if he didn't stop me, was I going to go out and hook-up with someone else?  Probably, yes.  Would I have ditched my friend to go see him?  Yes.  Well, this is what happened- it was a lose, lose situation.  Goose was so pissed that I was going to ditch her, and Steven told me to hang out with her, and he would call me later.  So, we ended up eating pizza and watching scary movies.  Steven never called me back that night!  What a dick, right?  Or was I the asshole???
     On Sunday we messaged and texted.  I wasn't really that pissed realizing my plan had backfired on me!  He alluded to the fact that he was home and available.  I alluded to the fact that I was too busy folding laundry!
     On Monday night when he texted me "Coming to see me?"  I was so there.  A hurricane probably wouldn't have stopped me from going!  At that moment, there was nothing that I wanted more than to be with him again, just to be with him, unconditionally.  He gave me a little kiss hello.  It felt so-normal, comfortable.  He said "movie time?"  I said, "yeah".  I just wanted to curl up in his arms and go to sleep, which is pretty much what I did.  We didn't make love, do it, fuck, or whatever you want to call it till morning.  It felt so good to feel him inside me again.  I was in ecstasy!  It was more than just sex, for me at least.  We got ready and left at the same time.  He gave me a little kiss goodbye.  I hated the feeling of not knowing when I would see him again, but I tried my best not to show it...
    

My Not So Lonly Weekend/ Goose Gets Sexy

     The next day started a new weekend.  What would this one bring?  Friday night I just chilled with Goose at her place.  We had a few drinks and watched a scary movie.  I stayed over, went home, got ready for work, and to do it all again.  At work I had a make-over event that I was ill prepared for, but somehow it managed to go ok, thanks to a few prayers and some last minute creativity!  The day flew by, and Goose invited me to join her and her parents out for dinner.  We were pretty amped from the day and her parents were looking at us like we were on something!
     After dinner Goose and I decided to go back to her place and drink.  I was still on my vodka and Red Bull kick and got some "whipped" flavored vodka that Bunni had turned me on to!  We got into a somewhat heated discussion about me.  She though I had been misrepresenting myself in pictures.  I argued how can I possibly be misrepresenting myself if I'm taking photo's of myself on a cheap cell phone!  I explained it's me, a different part of me that you don't see, an attitude- a sexy attitude.  I told her to go get her make-up box and that I would prove anyone could do it, and that meant her!  I styled her up and took her picture on my phone.  I had her send it to her boyfriend;  He loved it!   I didn't want to miss out on the fun, so I fixed myself up and took a picture of myself and sent it to Steven.  I suggested we take a picture together, and being pretty buzzed Goose agreed.  I got it in one shot and it was pretty Hot!  I had been text taunting Steven and sent it to him.  Who else was I going to send it to at 3am!  I  hope he liked it.  Anyway, he did say Goose was pretty cute!  So, I proved my point and we had fun!  It was a good night... 
  

Oops I did it again! (My last hook-up w/ Martin)

     Several days after my long weekend off, I was back to work.  Things were, well, as normal as they could be, I guess.  Mornings were always the hardest.  Why?   I don't know.  I guess it was the the quiet dawn of day that made reality the clearest.  Music became my best friend at this time of day, but I was still lonely.  It had been a couple of weeks since Martin came in to see me at work, and almost the same time since I had last saw Steven, except a few short texts and calls to and from both of them.
     It was a Thursday night and I was closing.  A few hours before I was to get off  (haha), Martin called me.  I happened to be outside having a smoke and I picked up the phone.  He told me he was going out with a friend for a while and would call me later.  My son had left to go with his dad again, and I knew I really didn't want to be home alone;  I just wasn't there yet.  I started to think, maybe I hadn't really given this guy a chance.  He was my age, had a good job, he was nice, blah, blah, blah...
     Well, it started to get late and I started to get bored, so I decided to raz him.  I sent him a text saying, "You cannot even commit to a booty call!"  He texted me "LOL" and called me ASAP!  He invited me to his house, which I had not been to yet, but it wasn't far away.  When I arrived we didn't spend much time talking or anything else for that matter, except for the one thing I was there for.  I spent the night, and in the morning he gave me a tour of his home.  It was beautiful, in an OCD perfect way!  After my tour ended I said, "I better get going."  I left and I didn't look back...
  

The Long Holiday Weekend

     I was going to be off for three whole glorious days.  I was ecstatic!  It had now been a couple of weeks since my vacation and I was ready for a few fun days.  All my plans were up in the air.  Things were slowing down and starting to feel more normal.  It had been a good 10 days or so since my final texts to Josh.  It didn't end so well.  I  had a bad day, and I had argued with my ex about our son.  I felt he wasn't spending enough time with him, and I told him "I wasn't married for 15 years to be a single mom."  He told me to "chill out."  I said, "chill out? Who the fuck are you?"  I was a wreak and went straight to Gooses' house to chill out! (Which meant get drunk!)  So what did I do next?  I told someome else to "Fuck Off", and that someone was Josh.  I knew he had a girlfriend now and it wasn't fair to her if we kept texting.  So I had to end it.  God was he pissed, but I'm sure it was for the best.
     Anyway, my first night out of the long weekend I went out with Goose and three of her friends from high school.  We went to a bar down by the beach.  We talked and laughed and had a good time.  Afterward, Goose and I went back to her place and sat up and talked till 4am!  However, before going out I messaged Steven and asked him if I could call him  and he said "sure, just working".  I told him I was going out, and he said to have a good time.  I loved hearing his sexy voice again.
     The next night I had hoped to see Steven, but he was too busy working.  So I went to another party at Bunni's house.  This time there were only five people there.  Bunni, her boyfriend, Sunny, and her new online boyfriend, and Bunni's former roommate, Dax.  At one point Steven texted me and I gave him a quick call- I couldn't resist.
     Due to the fact that there were just two other couples, plus Dax and I, we flirted, a lot!  However, Bunni informed me that he had "hooked up" with two of my friends, and was seeing someone.  Good to know!  So it stayed fun and friendly, and he left early.  I spent the night due to the fact it was a holiday weekend and I had been drinking.  I didn't need any repete performances!
     On my final day off, I spent it relaxing at my moms house.  It was non climatic;  Although there were fireworks,  it was only on the TV for me...