Thursday, February 19, 2009

Something wasn't right

On President's day, I'm chatting up with this sexy black guy, 23, 6'0, 180. He's looking to host and is open about getting fucked. He gives me his address and it's not in the best of neighborhoods. But it's late morning so I'm ok with it. I head down there and text him that I'm there. He asks me to meet him in the back by the basement. I park on the side street which is adjacent to the building. This car pulls up and just stays there and it's not the guy I was meeting. I'm thinking that's kinda weird. I get out and notice another dude, a big guy, 250-275 pounds in the back alley. Somethings not adding up. I go back to the car and call him. It goes to voicemail. I'm totally weirded out and take off. You never know and I always trust my gut.

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