Episode 5

SO, still no answer from the Green Eyed boy. Dreamt of him last night tough, and for some reason my parents were there :-/ NOT GOOD! Do I need my parents approval on which man to date? 
Mista' Saturday: I did talk to him on the phone, but still no date!! We did have a conversation about our first Rendez vous and telling me that he did not want to sleep over, cause he thought it was too early for that: NICE or What's his problem?! Olalala,  Damn I'm tiered of this shit! It really is getting to me. I know and he told me he wants to meet with me again. So WTF are you waiting for? coward? scared? busy? other girl? 
I was watching this movie called EASY about this girl who goes on a 3 month celibacy, which I did. But I did not decide to do it, it just happened during "my good girl phase". I was texting Mista' Saturday about how this girl was going through the same thing as I was. He wanted to know which movie and I was like: Nope not telling ya!(that would give away too much). I only gave him ONE hint: that one of the actors was from the seies LOST. And he figured it out! OH Man, you're good!! - Shiza! Oh NOOOO, he's gonna think I'm some kind of freak, cause the girl in the movie is a bit coucou. And then the last text I got from him was: "You are french and??" - "and American" - "American means nothing!" - "ah ok, Lithuanian from my Dad's side". haha, guess he is starting to freak out, "where the hell does this girl come from?"


I want to thank my good friend Mr. R. who helped me unleash the LOLa in me that I had put aside, setting me free, telling me: "Where is my LOLa? Where is that feminine, natural sex appeal you have, where are you?!" Me, trying to be someone I'm not: "Don't sleep with him the first night, etc..." because that is what a girl should do to get a man. But hey! My last boyfriend lasted 3 years and started on a one night stand?! I don't want to lie to myself: I am a slut haha but not a nymphomaniac, there is a difference! All girls are sluts, they just are too afraid to show it or live up to it. By the way, it's Halloween Saturday and a loooot of girls dress up as sluts! Why is that, hun? Cause it's the one day you can wear that costume: kind of a contradiction though! You're hiding behind a costume of something you are or wish you could be without shame and be accepted for whom you are and with no judgement.


Okay, enough shrink time!


So I'm back on OKCupid, checkin' out the meat market again... and I stumble upon this dark haired guy, very cute for a 45 year old, he looked more like a 36/37 years, a professional realistic painter, crazy about Elvis and we start chatting: Halloween costumes comes up and I have a revelation!! I want to be Sookie from True Blood, (Innocent on the outside but dirty biatch on the inside hehe), and I need that white T-shirt with the Logo "Merlotte's" on it (that's the Bar&Grill she works at). So I ask him: "hey how about you draw the logo on my T-shirt?" and he's like: "Sure, but I'm a pro" - "What? You want me to pay you? Comon' dude" - "Well..." - "Well what? Ok, I'll buy you a drink and maaaaybe I'll even dance for you ;)". Now That got him to say yes, guys are soooo predictable (of course I know I was not going to dance... Biatch). I ask him to call me, because I would like to hear his voice before I meet him. Hey, he may be a freak, plus I'm going to his place. Lot's out there (I've ben lucky so far). The voice and the speech can tell a lot about a man. Ring-ring: "hey LOLa" - "hey Elvis" (that will be his nickname, he sings and paints Elvis, Big Fan) - "sing for me" - "you first" I say. And he starts singing an Elvis song: hahaha "and I can't help falling in love with you..." (awwww) Me: (of course Janis Joplin, my idol): "So come on, come on, come on and Break it! Take another little piece of my heart now baby...". So we decide to meet Thursday at 6PM.


Gotta run now, my place needs to be cleaned!! 
Maybe, I'll get the Green Eyed Boy or Mista' Saturday to come over ;) and I don't want them to think I'm a slob (hum-hum), plus my landlord will probably come by to pick up the rent... Gotta air out that cigi smell as well! (No Smoking inside yikes)
Elvis comin' up soon...
ciaociao 

Episode 4

So Yes Mista' Saturday texted!!!!!!!

back and forth, but still NO F*** phone call! I could not see him last weekend cause he got bit by a spider in the eye.. mmm yeah right! But then, he sent me a picture, so Hell Yeah! the spider got him and I cut myself petty bad, so we decided to move in a hospital together and poor some tequila in our water and tabasco in our gooey food hahaha

Anyways, have not herd from him since... Maybe I should text him, humm. What da ya think gals???

Anyways... I've got crunchy details on Saturday Night, hehe

Sooo I was supposed to get a haircut in the city but decided to go to this salon in my 'hood, usually my mom or friends cut my hair but I wanted to treat myself!

So new hair cut, mini skirt, cute boots I found on the streets. I'm lookin' HOT!! It's around 5.30 and I feel like having a dirty martini, so I go to one of my local bars and apparently, the sound of my boots comin' in, drew the attention of this guy who I sit next to and we start chatting about shoes (gay?) no married and works in this wood shop (he was not that cute anyways, double chin and too young for that!). Buuuut, sitting next to him, this cute dark haired guy, scruffy beard and the most amazing green eyes, happens to be his friend!! MMMYUMMY I tell myself, we'll see where that goes! He does not talk much though, but boy, can his friend talk!! Non stop, even my friend B. who joined me, texted me how much he was a talker, while talking to him hahaha. So the green eyed boy and I go out for a smoke and we decide to hang out for the evening. My friend goes home to her husband and all 3 of us go to this restaurant in Brooklyn where he knows the owner. More drinks! at this point, we are liquored up and there definitely is chemistry between us! We both know!! it's about 2AM now and we all get in a cab and him and I end up at his place. LOla the good girl knows she is going to be bad... I want him and I got him. YES! It was delicious, I finally came without feeling frustrated after! Maybe because, I was not in my element, not at my place and usually that's where it happens. So I was telling him this and he just made me feel so good and at home, it was a true delight and the way he would just caress my hair was really sweet and charming. We look at the time and realize it is 5AM!! we both thought it was around 3.30AM. Sleeping time... not a good sleep, guys with alcohol snooooore!!! 

We wake up, and go for it again :D even better!

AAAAA never thought I could find that freeness in me anymore?! I guess I was maybe too concerned on what you have to do or be, but I was just myself and it felt gooood. 

We go for brunch, a friend of his comes along (already meeting the friends hehe). The walk to the restaurant was awkward, how to be in public? Do we hold hands, one attempt from me, nan, then arm around the shoulder, one attempt from him, nan. 

So we're waiting for a table at the bar with a bloody mary and we are soooo out of it, I could not focus, was in another world and so was he, plus the music was loud and across the street, this huge truck was pumping flour for this bakery. Turns out I used to work with the bartender that's working, a little distraction from our situation did not hurt!

Finally, we get a table, I order pancakes, a HUGE stack, way to many!! His friend arrives, funny guy, total hipster, the beard and shit, living in Bushwick, DJ, etc.. Thank God for the friend though! Made the situation more relaxed and he is a talker too! But those looks he would give me with those green eyes were so intense, that extra second which seemed like minutes.

Time to go, they walk me to the subway and that goodbye moment. What do we do? kiss, hug? phone number? Is this just a one night stand? So he says: "I should get your number?!" me: "I think you should." Smack on the mouth and off I go.

Never thought I would here from him?! But last night, Monday. Text!!! Oh my, that IS a surprise and a good one! Asking me about my day, just casual, I respond, he responds and I stop there. I am keeping that last text!! and now Tuesday around 3.30, I'm the one texting, and now waiting... We'll see! Anyways, he said he was not looking for a relationship so at least, it's clear! But then, why text? humm friends with benefits?!

So definitely, "My new boots are made for walkin'" 
Thank you to the lady who did not want her boots anymore!

ciaociao

Episode 3

Saturday Noon.
Text from Lola: Hey, so at what time would you like to meet? Happy Hour? - Mister Saturday: "So, you went on a date last night, hun?".
Oh GOD, Shit but thank God his brother told him. So I call him: "I know this is crazy, I'm sorry, but that's NY for ya!" and all of sudden, I hear him: "Damn you son of a B****, MotheR F*****!!!" I'm like: "R u ok, what's going on" and I'm kinda flipping out here. "Yeah sorry, I just spilled my coffee on my bed". Pfiuu okay, "Wanna call me back in 5?" - "Yeah, let me call you back in 5" and he never called back... Ohhh God! After these 3 weeks of texts/emails/phone, don't tell me he is flacking out?! so I send a text and all good, we meet up later on, he's seems a bit out of it though.. 
I text his brother to thank him for telling his brother and how different they are and he just answers with a smiley face and since then, nothing which is good cause I liked Mista' Saturday better.
Meanwhile, I am really hungover after all those Margaritas and shots, I'm quite upside down or rather inside out :-/ 
My friends call me at 4PM, "hey Rach' we're in the 'hood at Pacifico, wanna come by and have some Margaritas", OOO GOD, well ya know what? Since I'm at it, might as well go for it! I pamper up, knowing I will meet my date after that and am all excited about it!! 
Text: him: "ok I'm ready, where do u wanna meet?" I tell him to come in my 'hood and we'll find a bar here. Then my friends are like (they NOW know the story) "BRING HIM HERE!!!!" ha! "Umm well whatever okay, I'll ask him and see how he feels about it." I'm drunk anyways! And now there's like 6/7 of us at the bar with pitchers of Margaritas. I go pick him at the corner of the block and he's fine going to that Bar. Cool!
Imagine, the poor guy: I met his bro' the night before and now, I am bringing him to a bar with a bunch of friends of mine who know all about the story and of course, all eyes are gonna be on him!
My first impression of him: Wow he really does NOT look like his brother AT ALL! but I like his style, better fit for me and he has a Zipoooo (I am a smoker btw), now that was a turn on for me haha, don't ask me why. He seems more shy than his 'bro and a little out of it, like if he was drunk (that would be great for me, since I am)or under drugs. I ask him if he's ok? "Yeah, I just slept 3 hours in 2 days and I'm getting allergies witch I never have. Plus with my 3 cats.." okay reasonable, but still something is weird or he is just really shy and awkward.
We arrive at the bar and he is crouched at the bar with his arms folded like if he wanted to hide. I think that the situation with all my friends around, saying hi and checking him out, explains his body language. Stupid of me for a first date BUT at least I'll see if he fits with the crew ;) So we talk and talk, good vibe, drinks and another and another. God Lord! But No holding hands like with his brother, which I actually like, little by little... At this point, most my friends left and he walks me home and comes inside my home, ha!
Sitting on the couch, we have a smoke and I tell him, how much since I've starting smoking, I've always wanted one. And he gives me his Zipoo!!! Was sooooooo happy (I feel so cool now). We start kissing and this and that, but NO Sex! He's the one who said so? At this point we are now in my bed.. WOW a guy saying that, hum: I LIKE! he's actually helping me be a Good Girl :)
Then, out of no where: "I have to go home feed my cats." At 3 o'clock in the morning?! NOT AGAIN: this happened to me a couple months ago - was dating this guy for 3 months or so and he could NEVER sleep over cause he had to feed his cats. - WTF is it with these guys and their cats?! Was a bit disappointed but I think it was for the best cause I was feeling nauseous and needed to puke, yeah I know.. No comment! 
Now I'm in bed alone and passed out.
Next morning at 9am (early for a Sunday after all that): "was nice hanging out with you babe" me a little later : "was nice hanging out with you too. Ur spicy smell is all over my sheets!" more sweet texting in the evening and the next day and the day after that but they're getting a bit distant. So I am getting a bit nervous and my stomach is getting tight. What is going on!!! Finally I text him: "Wanna meet up someday soon?" - "Yeah, not feeling good today, I'll ring ya tomorrow". Okay fine. Next day: NOTHING and finally at 8.36PM "hey lola bebe (cute) I'm still at work, can I ring you when I get home?" - "Of course". It is now 11.15PM after drinks & dinner with my friend & a movie in bed, still nothing. RRRRR. I decide to turn OFF my phone (which I never do) to not have the pressure of waiting for the beep and also: Dude come on, it's a bit late! 
I wake up, first thing I do, turn on my phone and... and... NOTHING :-( Oh GOD!!! 
Okay whatever, life goes on and I have a plan B next week. But still, I know he will call or text, he did not seem that kinda guy to never call back, after texting every day for 3 weeks?!
Maybe, he fell in the Hudson, maybe he lost his phone, maybe he got in a car accident, maybe he is just nervous, maybe he is just not that interested in me anymore, maybe he went on another date... So many Maybes!
Okay, I'll keep ya posted ;)
ciaociao
PS: My Zipoo just ran out of fluid. Is that a sign?!

Episode 2

Friday night: Date.

So How did I meet him?! 

Same of course OKCupid.com. But did I choose him? yes; but I'm not the one who found him! 

The girls come over and get all excited on finding me "my husband". Yeah right, I'd say rather, on finding me another disappointment... and they're like, himhim he's cute and check out that body.. yummy so I send him a message, saying that my booty is better than his and that I am gonna kick his ass!! (well he was saying in his profile that he had a nice butt and so do I..)He responds right away, of course he does, It's already sexual. I know, my fault but what better way to get a man's attention? hehe. So my friends and I are workin' the emails etc.. FUN! 

We exchange numbers the next day or so and we start texting, his message are way more sexual than Mister Saturday (see episode 1)

- So what are you wearing, he says - me, in bed with my comfy 17 year old T-shirt - That's it? - ... - no undies? - ... - that's my favorite, a girl just with a T-shirt!- And it goes on and on about my butt, what underwear I wear etc... and I dare him to send me a pix of him in his boxer hahaha and guess what? He actually did it hahaha, of course hoping that I would do it to, but Unhun Lola won't, She's keeping that a little longer... I would of maybe 5 years ago or with someone I know! (I'm not gonna talk about skype sex now, later;)and finally we decide to meet up Friday with tight pants for me only! Cause seriously, a guy with those tight pants, not my thing.

Friday arrives, I'm all excited, what underwear am I gonna wear? Ya never know... Even if I'm trying really hard not to sleep on a first date. I'm waxed, lotion on, blow dried my hair, subtle makeup and ZE jeans which make them ALL melt! and was on skype with my friend Mista' R in San Francisco trying on outfits and he picked it out, yeah a guy knows what works ;)

Going from Brooklyn to the city, my earphones one, getting the party music on to put me in the mood.

I arrive at this lounge bar and he's there, sitting down. First impression: mmmm I don't know, he does not look like his pictures (not in a bad way), thought he was gonna be taller, is that a beer belly? He's cute, but I'm not getting that stomach feeling that makes my legs shake or feel the sweat under my armpits and hoping it won't show! Is that a bugger I see? No it's just a shadow.

I order a Margarita up with salt, he's drinking vodka soda and the conversation starts, the small talk (the booty talk has not yet come up), the smiles, checking each other out, how he talks his manners, his lips, his smell. So I'm half listening and half talking to myself. We start talking about his family, his sister, parents, his brother. (My glass is empty and I really want another drink so I am also thinking of that!) - yeah, my brother does this and he lives there and all of a sudden, I'm like What? Was I listening or thinking there? Hold on your brother lives there you said? and he does that? yes. and then there's a second of silence that feels like an hour! and I'm like and what's his name? he tells me his name and NO WAY! my eyes open up like crazy, I turn my back on him, my hands on my mouth, not knowing how to react? I don't know if I should laugh or just run out the door. He's like What? You know him? you met him? What??? Ummm, Well (still turning my back on him) I've been in touch with him and (I turn around) well, I am meeting your brother tomorrow night!! All of sudden our body language becomes very uptight, sitting up straight, no looking in the eyes but just starring at the brick wall and hearing the background music, the pillow is now between us. And I'm like, "Waitress, shots shots shots pleeeaase quickly"!!! Out of all those people in NYC on OKCupid I have to meet the 2 brothers and the same weekend! What or how on earth did I manage to do that?! These kind of situations only happen to me! Seriously. 

Just so you know, they really do not look alike, one of the them HAS to be the postman's or mailman's son. 

One shot and another round of drinks later and we start to relax and try to laugh about and he says: "don't tell my brother, he'll freak out." and I'm like, "There is NO F*** way I am not telling your brother, it would not be right!" 

We change the subject and try not to think about it, even if we both know it's in the back of our heads. and then all of a sudden he says: "Maybe you should have sex with both of us and then choose!" lol "Are you fucking crazy, get out of here, that would be really weird" and that's when I knew he was a one night stand kinda guy and not what I was looking for, so that was a bit of a relief. We kept on ordering drinks and shots, let me tell you, there was a lot of liquor in our system!! We start holding hands, his hand on my thighs... We end up having a conversation with this other couple and tell them about our situation which felt good to share and have a good laugh. Finally, we leave holding hands in the street We go up to his apt. to go walk the dog. Nice place, humm and oh MY how sweet is your dog!! He is soooo cute!

So we go back out, he has not yet tried to make a pass at me, which I am surprised since we were in his apt?! and the brother situation did not seem to bother him anymore.

I'm thinking, the body language is pretty good, I wouldn't mind actually, NO Lola, that's not what you want AND you are meeting his bro tomorrow. So I'm like: "Ok, I have to go now" and we do have a quick kiss (good kisser) and he says: "you sure you don't want to come up....?" me: mmmm feeling a little warm flesh would be nice... "Sorry, NO I need to go and I am meeting your brother, sorry it's out of the question!" so I hop in a cab and back in Brooklyn, with all that liquor, I just fell asleep so quickly I don't even remember how I managed to get into bed without forgetting to take my socks off!"
ciaociao

Episode 1

How to start or rather where to start? 7 years ago when I moved to NYC from Paris or last weekend?

humm last weekend was soooooo craaaazy that I just need to put it out there!

So, single in Brooklyn, winter is coming and I need to find my bear to keep me warm under the sheets and maybe in my heart too!! that would be really nice.. but I am really starting to think that men are incapable of falling in love.

So I am on Okcupid.com (and I've been on it for a couple months now) - "meat market": him-> yes, seeeexy, him-> naaaan too skinny, wait hold on, maybe I should read his profile, he does have a cute face except that his online name is "Rebound" pfff alright next! What? you just want me to fuck your brains out, to release the anger that I have because this guy did not call me back after I slept with him the first night! Shit, when I was 15 they would dump me cause I did not sleep with them, ARGH anyways..

I am kinda past that and I really want to fall in love, I am 32 and I miss the intimacy, the silliness in bed and I don't want to just get laid and still feel frustrated after a great but selfish orgasm. I want my heart to feel full / bloated (I don't know if you say that, my english is sometimes slippery, remember I am a french girl). In french: "le coeur gonflé". I just want those butterflies to come alive!!!

Finally, I find this guy, pretty cute, so I do decide to read his profile, he seems nice simple, not complicated, straight to the point, not showing off except for his incredible skills in massaging (they all say that btw). so I email him and that goes on for like 1 week, I hate that, I'd rather just meet and see if there is chemistry. But I don't want to be the one who asks: "so you want to meet?" Dude! that's your role!! But now, we live in a world where women seem to become the man and have to make the first steps, but I still try to believe that traditions of courting a women still exist. So I do decide to ask him out and of course, he can't this week because he's going to Connecticut to see his mom (nice though or is he just lying to me cause he already has too many dates this week).

alright, I am already a bit annoyed: I am a very impatient person, especially when it comes to going in the sheets, bad girl, but I am trying really hard to be a good one!(got in a huge argument with my BFF who is my total opposite). So our emails were quite interesting and not only on "how does your butt look like?" (mine actually is exceptionally gorgeous hehe)so he gives me his number, I call him and feeling confident not nervous or anything. We talk for a bit, he seems nervous though and can't stop talking! His voice was a bit high pitched for me, but maybe it's just cause he's nervous, I try not to judge too fast (I do come from France and we do judge pretty quickly and I hate that!). Then he starts talking about how hippies freak him out, I'm like WHAT? okaaaay, getting a bit skeptical here, so I ask: you mean because of the bad trips you can get when your on drugs etc..? and he says yes. I'm like, Humm what's his deal? 

So he leaves for Connecticut and we keep on texting each other almost everyday in the evening around 10/11PM and I am in bed watching of course a Romantic Comedy, actually I remember that day I was watching "Sleepless in Seattle" and we were talking about it. It's really nice cause the texts are not sexual but just a simple conversation! I'm like fiiiiinaly, maybe there is one out there wanting more than just my pussy (You can't believe text messages I got from this guy, but that's another episode, coming soon..) 

- sorry, went to get a PBR (beer) and pistachios - I have these stupid tarot cards next to me on the couch that I got in this stupid girly magazine that my friend gave me, can't wait to do it haha - listening to the Fugees: "Ready or not, here I come, I'm gonna find you and take it slowly,Ready or not, here I come, I'm gonna find you and make you want me". Just putting you in the situation ;)-

So where was I? Yes, I am getting really impatient to meet him, I'm like kind of waiting for his text mess, uhoh I tell myself, no Lola, don't get ahead of yourself, you did not even meet the fucking guy for God's sake, so I decide to go out for a drink at my local bar or go on okcupid.com and check out the market? Finally I decide ,to go out, I need a shot of Jack, but forgot my local bar is closed, so I go to this other one, which I like but none of my regulars go to this bar; whatever I'm a social person, not scared to talk to strangers but I just end up having a conversation with my iphone playing scrabble with my Dad haha maybe I am too picky with men and I just want someone like my Dad, Hell he's my hero and I'm daddy's little girl :)

I go back home, slip in the sheets and beepbeep phone text mess YAYE Seriously, I'm like a Fuckin' teenager. "Nite lady" - "u too mista" and I slept like a baby. 

He is now back in NY and we're supposed to meet on Tuesday. text: -Can we meet another day cause I have no idea at what time I will be done with work? - (RRRRRR) - sure no problem! I can do Thursday. 7PM, phone call: "Hey I am done with work. Want to meet up?" I'm in my PJs on the couch, facebooking, bags under my eyes, dirty hair in a bun, dishes really need to be done and I have nothing to wear, the laundry bag is about to break. I am like "uh you know what? Actually I am about to go out for drinks with friends so let's keep it to Thursday." hahaha. Had to, I could of figured out an outfit but Dude, you think I am at your beck and call! Hell NO!! (but deep inside yeeeees)I don't like to play games but apparently, that's how you've got to do it. (I've had a lot of lessons from the regulars at my local bars, one even rewrote my profile hahaha!, that could also be an episode)

So my friend is here, and i am excited to tell her about my blog I just started and after 2 paragraphs she lays back on the chair and exhales loudly and I'm like: Am i boring you? and she says: well uh a bit yeah I already heard this. Am feeling a bit disappointed but I understand so I will continue this later ciaociao maybe she'll want to do the taro cards though...
Back on tracks,Thursday arrives... Phone call: He can't make it AGAIN cause he does not know at what time he will be done with work AGAIN. I'm like "Dude, this is the last time, okay?!" Does he really want to see me? what's his deal? After 2 weeks of emailing/texting/phone calls, don't tell me he's flacking out?! What a waist of time that would be. So yes, finally we decide to meet Saturday for Happy Hour! Can't do Friday cause I am on another date. You have to, you need a plan B!!
ciaociao