So, I finally have a little scandal to talk about!!
We went to Tipitina's, stopping for a quick beverage down the street at Miss Mae's. Miss Mae's is usually a late night stop, so starting our evening there should be the first hint.
We got to Tipitina's, where a friend of a friend was going to meet me. The guy I know is out of town, but his friend was down here visiting. I texted him that I was there and wearing a bright, floral dress. As about six of us walked in, I wasn't paying much attention...until someone said my name, and a finger was pointing in my direction.
It was my friend Arianne. He had mistaken her for me, as she was also wearing a flowery print. She said when she saw him, she immediately thought, 'No, I'm not _(worn inside out)_, but she will be glad to see you!' Needless to say, a tall, tan, blond curly haired, man was standing in front of me. JACKPOT!
We hit it off, talking about spontaneous adventures, world travels, and California. Because, wouldn't ya know?! He's a drummer from San Diego, who studied Ecology. FML.
Talking lead to more drinking....drinking lead to watching the band....watching the band lead to dancing....dancing lead to grinding....grinding lead to making out...
...and that's when we took it outside.
My car was parked too far away to walk, but he said his (meaning our mutual out of town friend's) was down the street. We got about half way when he slammed me up against someone else's car and kissed me hard.
Begin soft porn novel.
We got to our friends car, hopped inside, and started going at it, as my nearly naked ass was facing a main street directly across from the bar. We were in the heat of the moment...literally. Can you say Hot Mess?!
We were going at it, until he stopped me...and my memory is a bit gray. I believe I must have been sweating buckets and hardly breathing, because it's about 100 degrees here, and we were inside of a car, without the air conditioning on. He turned on the air, after stopping me, because I must have been about to faint. Foggy windows are an understatement, unless they look like the ones in Titanic. I opened the window and the air outside was cooler than in the car!
We decided to stop, got out of the car, and walked back in for some water. It was literally too hot to fuck. We closed our tabs and came back outside, where we spent the next 20 minutes chatting. Then he decided to tell me his flight was at 7:40 am (it is nearing 2 or 3 am), and that he better get going. He kissed me softly, one last time, and then left.
I walked back to the bar, caught up with my friends, and hung with the band for a few minutes. We went back to Miss Mae's with a few people and then home. It was an amazing night, until I got up the next day, when a hamburger couldn't even cure my hangover!
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