Evolution Of A Man

who had a good night tonight? it’s me! where? krash! where else? chris, mo, taylor and i went back to the usual haunt looking for and determined to have a great night. walking through the doors, i put papi out of my mind and created the idea of having a great time! we immediately hit the bar and proceeded to get nice and liquored up while dancing on the now- crowded dance floor. a few drinks in, a few of my inhibitions disappeared and i was a bit of a new man. i spotted a really cute guy dancing across the way, and like mariah suggests we all do, i decided to “say somethin’.” i walked right up to him, tapped him on the leg and asked, “hey, would you like to dance with me?” he said, “no,” but i was okay! promise! i just said, “okay, cool” and went back to where my friends were dancing and joined in with them.

chris, being the proud little mama for me breaking out a little bit screamed, “you’re taking a shot!” and grabbed a go-go boy carrying jello shots. i hate jello, but i was in a fabulous mood, the red bull and vodka was kickin’ in and this boy was damn near naked so i was soooo down! the go-go boy looked at me and said, “go on, man. you can do it!” and so i did. i picked up the shot and started to put it to my mouth when i was stopped by the go-go boy; who pulled out a can of whip cream from god knows where, sprayed cream all over his chest and stomach, looked at me, and said, “here’s your chaser.” bitch, when i tell you i took that shot and jumped to his chest so fast… mmmmm! that boy’s abs were hard as a rock. and tasty too!

we all headed back to the bar after that for more drinks and dancing. i had like 3 of the 6 buttons of my shirt unbuttoned and was having the time of my life. it’s important to note that i was drunk, but was not a hot mess! i keep it cool when i drink (for the most part).  anyway, i noticed this guy looking at me while we were dancing. we made eye contact and then the next thing i knew my feet started moving toward him- and his toward me. a few seconds later, we were bumping and grinding on the dance floor. i heard the collective screams of chris, mo and taylor behind me, and then chris in my ear, “go get yours boy!”

we danced together for a while and then fizzled out a bit- him going to the bathroom, and me back with my friends. in that moment, i felt so incredibly free and sensual. i kept on dancing- buttoning my shirt back up- and i couldn’t get the smile off of my face. the next thing i knew, the guy returned from the bathroom, saw that my shirt was buttoned, and then took my shirt off of me and put it in my back pocket. then he took off his shirt. shirtless in a club… this is new! when chris and crew saw that one, all i heard was, “you betta work, bitch!” and i did! like the damn rent was due. my boy and i danced for a couple of hours together until about 4:30 when the club began to close down. we sat there for a minute, and then he said, “what do you wanna do?” being perfectly content with everything that had happened in the club, i just said, “i don’t know… what do you wanna do?” he replied, “fuck” and i subsequently gave him his walking papers and told him i had to go find my friends. was not ready for that!

i ended up dancing more and left the club sometime round 5:15 in the morning. thank god i was able to find a cab to take me to brooklyn. i’m so happy that i finally had a great night of dancing and breaking out. i really needed that. huzzah!