Trip home

Since the game is changing and the shit I see around me becomes more obvious, it seems like a whole new world out there for the taking. Locked inside a prison all these years, it's finally dawned on me that it's not hard to find somebody out there and just talk to them. The way a woman looks at you, the way they smile, how they start talking to you.. There is so many women who want some loving, that even they will throw out some lines to get your attention, you just have to notice it and take the bait. So this past weekend I went home to California to visit the family. That right there was what the doctor  ordered.. Unconditional love is the best love you can have, because no matter what, they will always be there waiting for you, helping you out whenever you can. It's more secure than say an Ex who doesn't want anything to do with you anymore because her thighs no longer drip from the sound of your voice.

So I got home finally and caught up with the family as my stepdad and uncle basically installed a stereo system in my car (I helped a bit..). I tried to get a female family friend to come down, but I was rather sporatic with the timing as it was last minute, maybe next time, actually Christmas. Keeping my schedule in sync with family values, I didn't try to reconnect with old girlfriends or look for new ones, but I did get a text from a woman I was talking to online for quite some time. Her name was Lisa, and she has a thing for me. Lucky for her my libido is too strong to turn her down. Its Saturday night now and everyone is asleep in the house except for me. I get her on call while watching Sportcenter on the big screen. Yada yada yada. We give each other shit like two bitter siblings until I give her the low blow. "Whatcha ya wearing?" She giggles, "A white tank top and some gym shorts." I shake my  head, "Ok Kobe." Not sure what happened in between but she challenges me, "You think you are so smooth.." See girls who like you make this mistake, putting up a front when you already know you  are in. "Oh am I, tell you what...I want you to stick your hand down your shorts." "Oh my god, what?!" I kept my cool, her anti slut defense was no match for me as I lowered my voice and spoke slower to her, "Take your hand and put it down your shorts, and rub your clit slowly for me." It got quiet before the moaning started. I filled her head with images during the whole process, making her believe it was my hand while I stared into her eyes, taunting her. I realized at that point that I phone sex too much but I was going to try that on a college girl the next time she comes over to the house. She came violently and instantly fell asleep on the phone. I hung up and started watching some shit on my football team and the legal troubles they were going through.

This weekend was good for the soul. Except for that fucking twin air mattress bed and the small blankets that came with it..