Hey people! Happy Humpday. Is this week going by extremely fast or is it just me. Actually this month seems to be flying, which is quite fine with me since it just brings us closer to summer. It cant come fast enough. I'm awaiting the day I can pull out my sandals and not have to wear sweaters and jackets any more. I can't wait.
Well all, here's the conclusion to my confession. If you haven't had a chance to read the first part you can read it HERE. If you have then on to part 2.

Ok, yall so I was making a confession the other day and I guess I may as well wrap it up. This is probably one of the things that I have to say I'm pretty ashamed of doing after having a few too many drinks. The other day I said I hadn't drank in a few years, but I forgot shortly after moving to Denver a little over a year ago me and the Hubby went out to eat at The Hard Rock Cafe and I had a Margarita and probably around the same time had one of my father in laws beers. So I guess I was wrong. But that's pretty good considering I how much I used to drink. The Hubby would still call me an alcoholic though.
So anyway, back to the confession.
The club lets out and my girls and I part ways. My girl V is walking with me to my car since I have to drive her home and telling me to call G. I'm feeling relieved cause G hadn't called me so I'm trying to make it to my car and head home before I get a call and half hoping that I wont. I get in my car and pull out the parking lot. (which was right across the street from the club. I don't know how I lucked up and found a spot because generally that lot would be packed. We would usually have to park several blocks away and have to walk. That's not cool when you're trying to look cute and it's the dead of winter in MN and below zero.)
Because it was just after the club let out there was a lot of traffic and I was only able to inch around the corner and wouldn't you know it (((RING))) DAMN IT TO HELL!!! It's G and he asks what I'm driving and where I'm parked. I tell him I'm driving a silver focus and that I'm right around the corner trying to make it to the highway which was about 5 to 6 blocks away from where I had pulled up at. G tells me he's right behind me in a black expedition. It's a good thing I didn't lie and try to say I was already on the highway. How funny would that have been? He tells me to get out the car. I get out and back towards his truck and he meets me half way. He tells me where he lives which happens to be a few blocks away from my girls V's house and about 5 minutes away from my house. He tells me he has to drop his boy Q off and that he lives right up the street. He's says "if you want you can drop you car off and you guys can ride with us." NOOOO BUDDY! I'm thinking I don't know you like that. But then that's kind of a stupid thought considering what we were about to do. I tell him I'll just follow him.
We converse for a few minutes and he tells me that I look like I'm not really feeling hooking up with him and if I'd rather not it's cool. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him and hugs me. I got that warm tingly feeling and told him I was cool. So we drop our people off and at the last stop he runs over to my car and says he's going to run in the store for a drink really quick and asks me do I want something. Boldness kicks in again and I'm like "um strawberries and whip cream" and he's like "alright." I was kidding, but why did this fool really come back with some. I'm sure he wasn't really running in for a drink, he was probably grabbing some condoms. I can't tell you how many times I thought about trying to ditch him on that drive to his house. I was sitting in the parking lot at the store and almost pulled off a few times. He came walking out the door and I was like man he is FOINE!!!! And my hesitation went right out the window.
We get to his house or apartment I should say, and walk in. It was a pretty typical bachelor type apartment but his style was interesting but very modern. He had some really cool artwork and I was pleasantly surprised by how clean his apartment was and the fact that it smelled really good. Not that I expected it to be messy or anything, but his place was spotless, almost like a model apartment that was un-lived in. He asked me if I wanted something to drink and I refused although as nervous as I was I could have used another shot of tequila. I went to his bathroom to check my breath because after a night of drinking it couldn't have been smelling minty fresh. I rinsed my mouth in the sink and grabbed a listerine strip, altoid and gum from my purse, popped them all in my mouth and then went back to the living room. He turned on music, I don't even really remember what it was now, but next thing you know clothes were coming off and I ended up doing what I NEVER thought I would. I was having sex with a stranger; someone that I had not gone on a date with, had not talked to on the phone, had not known anything about other than what he did for a living and what his name was. I didn't even know his last name. UGH! I'm so ashamed. But the sex was OFF THE HOOK!!!! I was like Oh MY GOODNESS this is so great, but I can't believe I'm doing this, but this is SO GOOD. LMAO. The strawberries and whip cream never got used, which is cool cause I'm not into messy sex anyway.
We drifted off and I woke up in enough time to go home shower change and get ready for work. And had a big ass smile on my face. He was still asleep when I left because it was a Monday (I have NO clue how I remember that) and barber shops are closed on Mondays in MN. As I was getting ready for work I remember thinking I'll never hear from dude again but not really caring cause it was definitely worth it for me. Me and V worked together so a lot of times she would drive to my house in the morning and we would ride into work together. Of course she's asking me all kinds of questions and I'm ignoring her and focusing on getting to work on time. I just blew her off and would even tell her if I had gone through with it or if I just went home. She called me all kinds of names and I'm just like whatever!!!! On the way home from work she's still pressing me with questions so I finally tell her how it all went down. She is telling me she didn't think I had actually done it and was swearing I was lying. She picks up her phone and threatens to call G. I snatched that phone so fast it's not even funny. I told her she may as well erase his # cause I wont be hearing from him anymore and she's telling me I better call him. NOPE!!!!!
So long story short, G ended up calling V and got my number from her and called me that day. I know I had the biggest grin on my face. We hook up again that evening and go eat and then back to his place for more of the same. He actually ended up being such a sweetheart. The one night stand turned into a 2 almost 3 year relationship. The beginning was a little rocky because he had quite a few girls he had been hanging out with, but after the first several months things were pretty smooth. G is one of the few people I've had a relationship that I still have good feelings about and still consider a friend. He was the first, and now that I think about it, only man to sing to me. He had such a wonderful smooth voice that could make probably any woman come out of her clothes. Had he sung to me that first night in the club I probably would have went home with him right then and there. Nah, I'm just kidding......I think. Lol
So yall, that's my confession. Had I not been so tipsy that night, I doubt I would have had the nerve to go through with all that. I ashamed of the way it went down, but not upset because of what it turned out to be. It's funny because it's really not like me to do something like that. People have a completely different view of me and my personality and wouldn't think that I would do something like that. So yall don't think this is typical Goddess behavior because it REALLY REALLY isn't like that. And DAMN you Rashan for making me tell on myself. LMAO!!!!! Funny what tequila will make you do. LOL
@ Kasandra: Cool, but embarrassing. It was great cause it turned out to
not just be a one night stand or fling, but definitely not a good situation
to put your self in. I can clearly see now how that situation could have
gone SO wrong. I was lucky he was a great guy and not some psychotic
killer. Lol
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...you naughty girl!!! Great story btw...I've
never had drunken sex with a stranger, but I've had plenty of drunken sex
in a parked car...lol...
lol
u really are lucky
that couldve turned out so differently
I didn't see that ending coming. For a minute I was thinking what have I
made her do... I almost felt guilty...
aww that was a sweet ending!!! didn't expect that. i'm not even going to
try to remember any drunken sex...
You a naughty girl, lol. Cool story, great ending. Thanks for being a
tattle tale!
@ Tam: I know, I'm so bad. Don't even get me started on the car stories.
Me and the hubby have had some good times. Tee hee.
that was quite the confession chica! amazing that it turned into a 2-3
year relationship. "He came walking out the door and I was like man he is
FOINE!!!! And my hesitation went right out the window." LMAO!! the same
reason i went out with a model several times despite him being a bit slow
and missing a side tooth. and lying about where he lived... he had issues
but whatever! lol. don't even get me started on my drinking back in
college... and for a year afterwards. wow!
*looking into camera* Ummm excuse me. A "one night stand" is when you're
a "booty call" and NEVER see the person again. Not when you end up having
a relationship with them. Girl please. That's like me calling my hubby a
one night stand but then we get married and had kids. (which by your
definition he would be) *chuckle*
@ Aly: Hey chica!!! Yeay!!!! You're still here!!! I thought you were gone
till you finished your move.
That was the longest story EVER! I guess we all have a tale or two to tell,
but you won't be getting any confessions of the past out of me on my side
of blog town. Glad it was all good in the end.
Damn,I have had many different alcohol induced adventures but none that I
can recall with such elaborate detail.
Yeah I sort of heard this punk ass story before. Ain't it amazing how a
blog post can bring out all the parts you left out. Fuck a strawberry, a
bowl of whip cream, ya boi, and yall's lil sexual curricular escapades.
Yeah I am hatin' how the hell does the world know more about what goes on
with you than I do ? Told ya from the jump our team work sux.
He was Fione!!!! mannnnn. I know u still love dude but hey it is what
it is. This post was fucked up!!! Fuck this post.
Hey...I know you're gonna kill me...I lost your email addy...can you send
me an email instead of posting it in my comments...that way I KNOW I can
save it this time!!
You named one of your dogs after me, SONNY! ;] What's good stranger? What
happened to your husband's blog? God is Dead - is that a reference to him
coming down altogether because the bleu god address didn't reveal The God.
This was a GREAAAAAAAT story and I have a ZILLION and 6 halves of them, but
"The God's" response is EX.ACT.LY why I would NEVER post my stories. Men
CAN.NOT deal with hearing recounting's of your past "ren.dez.vous's"....
shiiiiiiiiiit.... girl please...my husband is (not saying yours is....just
comenting on mine) as JEA.LOUS as they come so....maybe one day I will make
another blog (that he dosen't know about...no offense) JUST totellmy
stories, cause I have some DAYUM good ones! ****waving at The God*****
HEEEEEY!!!!! Miss your blog dude!
Men do have a problem with seeing their woman like a normal human being.
Guys like to think you've gone from oblivion to falling in love with them.
For some, the visual thing in the mind hurts them. The problem is most men
don't explore the hurt to find out why the truth disturbs them.
Longtime,no post!...BTW...I am engaged!