Alicia – Chapter 4 – I Have To Do This Now

I really want to go to lunch with a girl from behind bulletproof glass. She handles my money. I like that. Alicia always seemed quiet and sullen, but I loved that pretty face and the hair on her forearms. (I know, but to be it shows super feminine independence to me. In an age where every girl I know has been affected by the porn industry and all of the loser guys in the world that think that hair is gross. Alicia is cool with her pretty arm hair.) Unique always drives me wild.

It’s the differences in women that affect me. It’s your unique signature. Most women are all the same now. No hair below the eyebrows. Why?

The hair on your body is your maturity. It has function and symbolism. You’re an adult. You’re beautiful. Leave your stuff alone.

But sadly women won’t. They will yield to what foolish men want. A bunch of idiots that watch porn everyday and see bald pussies to get the better shot of sexy, clear genital shots has become the norm. It’s so sad.

Women should look like adult women. I don’t mean crazy unruly hippy bushes, But leave it! The hair is supposed to be there.

I grew up in an age when all women had it. You hit puberty and the hair is there. Us too! I keep my instrument trimmed so he doesn’t look like Gandalf from The Lord of The Rings (That’s a real thing at my age)

But ladies, leave it. Why bend to the porn industry and a bunch of loser guys that think that hair is gross because they’ve been jerking off everyday to bald pussies on their phones for the last 10 years?

It’s total bullshit and just another manipulation of women and their bodies. But you’re all bald now. It’s just stupid nonsense.

But when I saw Alicia’s arms it lit me up. I don’t know anything about her and she may very well shave her box for whatever reason, but when I saw her arms I had hope. Not to sleep with her, but that she was comfortable with her body and a solid girl.

Most men (boys) today would be grossed out by that but I found her natural freedom incredibly attractive. I wanted to get to know her. Even if it were just for lunch.

My partner Achilles at the salon and gym thinks I’m a fool for spending all of this money on girls on all of these dates but I’m enjoying all of the stories I’m getting. I also love the company of all of these interesting ladies.

After my conversation with Alicia where it certainly felt like the tables had turned, I really made an effort to find her french toast.

I talked to clients and friends and did my research on Yelp and I came up empty handed.

Everything was too far away and breakfast ended before Alicia’s 11am lunch. I searched far and wide and came up with nothing.

How was I going to get the one thing Alicia wanted without taking her to a shitty diner that served breakfast all day? That’s now a cool first date especially with a special girl like Alicia.

I had to get creative.

I went to Square 1682 that was the host to my first date with my girlfriend Cherie. It’s my favorite bar in the city and a very accommodating spot for my desires.

I stopped in today looking for the chef, because he was instrumental in saving my first date with Cherie. We’ve been together for a year and a half so maybe its good he wasn’t there. I don’t want him to think I was cheating. It’s just lunch with a teller that handles my money.

I know it looks bad.

I walk in and go to the kitchen and ask for the chef. They tell me he’s not there but the guy there I’m talking to tells me he’s the General Manager and he remembers me from Monday when I was there with my buddy Church.

That’s good. He knows I’m a regular and there is a connection.

I tell him my dilemma about Alicia’s 11am lunch and how she like french toast and how two weeks ago I had it and it’s slamming.

He gives me his business card and asks that I email him the day I’m coming with my client.

I tell him I know that breakfast ends at 10:30 and that you can’t get french toast after that, but he says he’ll make that happen for us.

Now I have a story for this blog and I get to take sweet Alicia to lunch for what she wants.

Now I just have to sell this to her when I deposit my next check on Monday and get her number.

We have reached critical mass!

I never dreamed this would happen.

I’ve had phicklephilly feelings for her for the last two years.

To sit across a table and have lunch with this aloof pretty girl that I phicklephilly love will be amazing.

I can’t wait to learn about her life.

I’m going in there Monday with my deposit and a mission.

It’s game time, Alicia.

I adore you and I can’t believe we’re actually going to meet. It proves to me that ANYTHING is possible.

To my friends… If I have this kind of mad game you all need to step up.

I’l help you!

 

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2 thoughts on “Alicia – Chapter 4 – I Have To Do This Now”

  1. Thank you for being a constant cheerleader for women’s hair! I agree with your assessment of porn. I am about your age, and it’s fascinating to me that often men in their late 30s and older either like it or it’s not even an issue. Men age 35 and younger nearly always ask about it before you even meet. They also tend to ask a lot of questions about my body (in a factual way, not a flirty way), which takes the fun out of it for me. I feel like porn has taken the adventure out of casual sex, and some younger men need to know exactly what they will encounter before they decide to even meet you. So thanks for your support!

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