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?!