I took a two week hiatus from going out. I got the flu for some of that time, but that was just the catalyst. It was nice to take a break after weeks of going out nearly every day and every night.
Over the past months, people sent me e-mails warning me that I may burn myself out. That's precisely what happened - I burnt myself out. I did not even want to go out. After this break, I have a more relaxed and efficient sarge schedule half-planned out.
FR#55: Pool Party and the R&B Club
2010-03-10 Wednesday
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White Rose invites me to this pool party in Times Sq. A pool party in NYC? I must check it out.
I arrive. Off of Times Square is a hotel. The lounge inside this hotel has a pool in the middle.
White Rose jumps from the pool and, dripping wet, he embraces me. A Latino woman sits by the pool, hanging her feet in the water. She wears her high heels and jeans into the pool. She grabs my arm and tries to throw me into the pool. No thanks. I like my cellphones dry and working.
I change, return, and there is brunette with a killer body and an exotic look in the pool with White Rose. I flirt with her, but am feeling very shy. Each time she breaks rapport, I chat with White Rose for a minute. I know that if I do not push myself to do something scary, this shyness will set the tone for the night.
"Hear this music? Dance time." I take her hand and spin her. We dance for a little until I spin her backside to me and I grind with her. White Rose looks at me with this glint in his eyes and she catches on.
"Oh my God! Do not sandwich me!" So, of course, we sandwich grind her and she puts her arms around me giggling. Still, I am feeling afraid to pursue this girl further, so I do the scariest thing I can think of: I start kissing her neck. She runs away laughing.
In retrospect, I should have continued slowly stopped the dancing, taken her hand, and isolated her at the top of the stairs. To blow yourself out may be nerve wracking, but it is fairly easy. To take the interaction to a more intimate level, to put your personality out there for her to accept or decline, now that takes some courage.
I move to the top of the stairs. There are two women in their forties there - one a tall white woman and the other a petite black woman. The white woman is dancing awkwardly and crazy and for some reason takes a liking to me. We dance for a bit until I discover the black woman is a dance instructor. She teaches me Merengue and we dance and talk into the night. White Rose and his friend ChocolateNLP want to bounce, so we leave.
ChocolateNLP and I head to LES, but the place I had heard about - a nightlong slumber party - was not open. We grab some eats, then hit up a place called Sapphire. We don't go inside because things are winding down. Instead, we talk with the bouncer, then hit on the remaining girls as they come out. The prettiest one is who I zero in on - let's call her R&B. She is this tall, full bodied, well toned, bootylicious black girl from BK who is trying to make it as a singer while performing intubation and extubation at a hospital in Manhattan.
Several guys - some of them the rappers who performed in the club earlier - suddenly pull her away and begin hitting on her. I flirt with some other girls in the meantime, but every time I see her looking bored, I draw her back. Finally, ChocolateNLP and I tell R&B and her friend that we're grabbing some pizza and that they should join us, which they do.
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