The next night, she came home from work only to get a text from Tric asking her for a round two of the night before's shenanigans...
She thought about the Croatian guy..
And how he was kissing her...
And how she didn't like it.
Somehow, kissing another guy, and then kissing Tric, just didn't seem to work for her.
So she declined the offer at hand.
Tric kept trying to convince her by repeatedly saying how this other guy really wanted her again.
But she knew... If she did it,
the guy would only get more attached.
And she just didn't feel the vibe flow with him.
She reassured Tric of her decision not to go forth with it.
So Tric left her alone for two nights and a day.
Then he text her again Thursday night.
This time he had a new en-devour for her to contemplate.
She had just gotten home from a night of fun dancing at her favorite club and was feeling really happy and alive, so when she had received his message she immediately responded with, "Okay, sure!"
She really didn't know what exactly made her say "sure" to Tric's proposition,
but she had said yes, and what was said could not be taken back without repercussions...
She knew that much.
She also knew the doubts trying to arise in her were only her fears trying to repress her.
This was no time for fear to take over,
she was having a great night.
so she flowed with it instead.
As the night rolled on, she got her sexiest outfit on and asked Tric to pick her up since she was feeling the beers kick in high gear after getting home.
Tric was more then happy to comply.
And she really liked that!
She let herself think,
"My Hero!"
like a little girl would think after being saved from something super small.
But she knew she was too masculine in thought sometimes and so she allowed herself to think like a female,
just this once.
When they got to the location 15 minutes after driving,
they both went up to the house of a small Latino Asian looking guy.
She thought for a moment about how she had been watching a lot of TikTok videos lately and all the Asian boys that she found Hot, somehow manifested into the face of this small Latino guy standing at the doorway...
The night was playing tricks on her, that's for sure.. But she didn't care.
She wanted this fantasy played out...
She knew she was walking into the underworld.
Into another dimension.
Into a plane above and beyond reality.
But she liked it.
It was something Unknown!
And there was something very exciting and intriguing about not knowing...
It was a limitless experience waiting to be born.
Anything was possible.
And she was feeling a lot of love within her.
So she knew that by going from her heart with every decision before her that night,
only love could manifest for her.
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As they walked up a winding set of stairs,
she couldn't help but feel like Alice in Wonderland...
Only she was falling up the rabbit hole not down.
She completely ignored the fact that the whole house was dark.
That there was clothes and toys laying around at almost every turn.
But she wasn't there to judge.
When they got to the room,
The real story began.
This guy didn't jump on her mouth like the last guy.
She liked that.
It made her more comfortable with the situation,
especially since Tric was the only one she wanted to allow a taste of her lips.
Some how she knew that kissing was sacred...
That it was the door to the heart.
And even though Tric was forbidden fruit,
they still shared tiny secrets here and there and that made it all the more exciting.
She was getting to know the dark side of Tric.
The side that he hides from fear of being rejected.
She accepted this part of him.
Because he in turn accepted her dark side as well.
And with that acceptance came a great freedom that only allowed limitless opportunities to be felt and experienced and shared together without the need to control.
And that was more then she could ever create from fear.
In the end,
things definitely played out much differently this time around
and she realized just how much Tric was really capable of correlating.
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Later that night...
As Tric was driving her home, he shared a song with her and she really didn't know how to react.
She fumbled for words... but that only made her seem like a rambling drunk.
So she gave up...
She laid her head on his shoulder.
To her great surprise, he pressed his head to hers!
To her great surprise, he pressed his head to hers!
She was in shock!
She wasn't expecting such a response.
She always knew she was the one doing all the motions.
Him not reacting to them was what she was expecting.
But why?
She wasn't going to answer that.
Not now at least.
But she did catch herself freak out and move almost instantly.
And she just looked at him dumbfounded.
Boy... she must have really been drunk.
But she knew she wasn't.
She was afraid...
Afraid that there was something...
and she was never good at that..
So she sabotaged it.
Cuz she was really good at that.
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The Days after their last meet up just kept rolling by.
Tric tried to get things planned and rolling but each time something didn't work out right.
Nothing seemed to be connected after that one night.
Then one day,
Tric asked her, "Have you been with anyone since that night?"
She responded with a simple, "No."
Then went on to say...
"But I did run into this guy at the store."
She knew why she was telling him...
It wasn't because he was asking...
It was to push him.
But manipulation always had a way of back-firing.
She tells Tric,
"I think he's a lot like you."
to which he immediately took offense and barked back,
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She laughed to herself when she read it..
She knew he knew...
It wasn't a put down.
It was the truth.
Sometimes people need to be true to themselves.
And accept that it's okay to be who they really are..
And that is who she was..
The woman that accepted their truth.
Without judgment.
Without criticism.
Without expectation.
but then again... that last part..
Without expectation...
Was that really true?
If she really wasn't expecting anything...
Then why play the manipulation card?
And if Tric really didn't have any expectations with her,
then why ask about others in her life?
This was becoming a bit too dangerous, she thought.
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Several days go by and she hears from Tric almost every day that passes
But never do they actually get the chance to meet up.
Nothing seems to come together.
Frustration begins to build.
With Tric always teasing her about getting together
then it never actually happening
really starts to take a toll on her precious ego.
So one morning when Tric is asking her again if she wants to get together...
She completely flips her lid.
She's that short stout little tea pot
that just boiled over!
She actually has the nerve to call him a
'F*ckboy'!!!!
Sometimes, she doesn't even know where these words come to mind from, but in the heat of the moment, they just roll right out of her!
She continues to add,
"You only care about yourself."
She was so done with it..
Letting herself give him what he wanted, but never getting anything in return.
His only response was...
"Wow"...
Typical male response.
But she knew...
He was going to do one of two things...
Either:
One...
He was going to vanish for a few days..
Basically avoiding her in all ways possible
in hopes that after five days of not seeing or hearing from him,
she would forget the fact that she was upset and take him back with open arms.
And possibly an apology.
or
Two...
Her words would stay with him for several days, each time triggering more anger inside him until it
finally broke his ego will.
Leaving him to realize that after several days of not talking to her.
Not seeing her...
He comes to understand that he can't achieve
his next en-devour without her.
For the truth rested in the mere fact that she was indeed his bait.
And with that,
he comes to the conclusion that,
you can't get milk from a cow you don't feed and take care of.
But she was open to a number Three...
Would Tric be creative enough?
She kind of knew already that he was...
Him not reacting to them was what she was expecting.
But why?
She wasn't going to answer that.
Not now at least.
But she did catch herself freak out and move almost instantly.
And she just looked at him dumbfounded.
Boy... she must have really been drunk.
But she knew she wasn't.
She was afraid...
Afraid that there was something...
and she was never good at that..
So she sabotaged it.
Cuz she was really good at that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Days after their last meet up just kept rolling by.
Tric tried to get things planned and rolling but each time something didn't work out right.
Nothing seemed to be connected after that one night.
Then one day,
Tric asked her, "Have you been with anyone since that night?"
She responded with a simple, "No."
Then went on to say...
"But I did run into this guy at the store."
She knew why she was telling him...
It wasn't because he was asking...
It was to push him.
But manipulation always had a way of back-firing.
She tells Tric,
"I think he's a lot like you."
to which he immediately took offense and barked back,
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She laughed to herself when she read it..
She knew he knew...
It wasn't a put down.
It was the truth.
Sometimes people need to be true to themselves.
And accept that it's okay to be who they really are..
And that is who she was..
The woman that accepted their truth.
Without judgment.
Without criticism.
Without expectation.
but then again... that last part..
Without expectation...
Was that really true?
If she really wasn't expecting anything...
Then why play the manipulation card?
And if Tric really didn't have any expectations with her,
then why ask about others in her life?
This was becoming a bit too dangerous, she thought.
-------------------------
Several days go by and she hears from Tric almost every day that passes
But never do they actually get the chance to meet up.
Nothing seems to come together.
Frustration begins to build.
With Tric always teasing her about getting together
then it never actually happening
really starts to take a toll on her precious ego.
So one morning when Tric is asking her again if she wants to get together...
She completely flips her lid.
She's that short stout little tea pot
that just boiled over!
She actually has the nerve to call him a
'F*ckboy'!!!!
Sometimes, she doesn't even know where these words come to mind from, but in the heat of the moment, they just roll right out of her!
She continues to add,
"You only care about yourself."
She was so done with it..
Letting herself give him what he wanted, but never getting anything in return.
His only response was...
"Wow"...
Typical male response.
But she knew...
He was going to do one of two things...
Either:
One...
He was going to vanish for a few days..
Basically avoiding her in all ways possible
in hopes that after five days of not seeing or hearing from him,
she would forget the fact that she was upset and take him back with open arms.
And possibly an apology.
or
Two...
Her words would stay with him for several days, each time triggering more anger inside him until it
finally broke his ego will.
Leaving him to realize that after several days of not talking to her.
Not seeing her...
He comes to understand that he can't achieve
his next en-devour without her.
For the truth rested in the mere fact that she was indeed his bait.
And with that,
he comes to the conclusion that,
you can't get milk from a cow you don't feed and take care of.
But she was open to a number Three...
Would Tric be creative enough?
She kind of knew already that he was...
