and his name is Cowboy.

I met a boy this weekend at a party. Based on my theory of "Location Based Infatuations" [here's the VD post on that] it was inevitable that we at least hook up. Now I've underestimated the power of the good-good before....but how was I to know that the guy who at said party was hot, aloof and super sensual would become this sweet guy who's determined to be my "knight in shining armor"? WHO EVEN SAYS THAT ANYMORE?! Sorry, for more on this whole thing, of course it'll be on VD...you're here for the good stuff.

At Anthony's party I with friends and we're catching up and drinking and having some laughs. I go outside to meet a friend so I can show her the way up to the apartment when I pass by Cowboy; he snakes out and snags my arm asking "where are you going good looking?". I laugh and shake him off with "I'll be back before you miss me". While I'm waiting in the parking lot for my friend to park my Gays swarm and are asking questions about Cowboy. They both say to go for it because he's so hot and one leaves to go chat me up to him while I'm gone. I finally make my way back to the party where I'm immediately pushed into the kitchen for shots with the birthday boy. Before I know it Cowboy appears and we're making out in the kitchen. Kudos to him for persuasion, because I'm outside being pushed into a dark laundry room in what feels like the next moment. We're making out and things are starting to get a little heavy when I stop him and tell him I'm on my period. He's a little bummed but that doesn't stop him from continuing down the road he's already started. Someone bursts into the laundry room, and we make a break back to the party. We play flip cup, he gets my number, I leave eventually.

Saturday!!! I'm at work and he comes by to see if I wanna hang out after work. I say "sure why not" and once I'm off we go to chill. He's saying the dirtiest things and grabbing me I think I've hit the bad boy/good guy combo promised land...then he starts to outnumber the sexy with the sweet. I brush it off when he pushes me against a building and grinds on me while we're making out. Eventually I'm calling it a day because I've got shit to do. We're supposed to hang out for Superbowl Sunday. Let's see how that goes.