Looking For The Perfect Woman? 7 Signs You’ve Just Found Her

In this world full of so many imperfections, how it is possible for the perfect woman to exist?

And yet, every man seem to have this image of the ideal woman in his head. Rather than a normal girl, she is a compound of physical characteristics and character traits.

Reaching out to thousands of single guys out there with the request to describe their idea of the perfect woman, we’ve managed to single out the seven key characteristic that set her apart.

The girl you are dating is hardly likely to possess them all, but you can still be looking for some or most of them.

But why seven, you may ask? Well, just think of the strong charisma this number has. Seven are, for example, the deadly sins we’ve always been told to stay clear of. And the wonders of the world that attract everyone’s imagination are also seven.

So, If you recognize some of the seven signs mentioned below in your partner, or the girl you’ve been dating – congratulations! If no, then perhaps she’s got some other qualities that we’ve missed. Do not ditch her for not being perfect! There’s no guarantee that the next one will be better!

1. She does everything in style

If there’s one thing that sets the perfect woman apart from all her less extraordinary sisters, it’s the class and style she projects in all of her actions and utterances. Every gesture she makes is full of grace and dignity, but one that comes from inside, not one that has been acquired just for the particular occasion.

Having set high standards for herself, she expects the same attitude from men, and will never condescend to being with someone who’s clearly out of her league. She can recognize a real man, even if he’s not wearing an Armani suit and hasn’t come to the party by a Ferrari. For her, it’s enough to hear the confidence in his voice and see the strength in his eyes.

2. Her ambitions are high

For a woman of such class and dignity as the one described above, it is normal to have high ambitions. She does not see her as a rich man’s accessory, for she isn’t a golddigger. Her ambitions go far beyond that. They are based on hard work, diligence, consistency and perseverance, and therefore they are realistic and feasible.

She knows what she wants, and she’s ready to work hard and make sacrifices for it. Many men have run away scared of her ambitions, but this does not seem to be bothering her. She is looking for the man who can embrace them. Speaking of the perfect woman’s ambitions, she certainly must know the balance between work and personal life.

3. The perfect woman is level-headed and mature

It’s a common belief that men fall for challenging and difficult women, but here I’d like to mention that in this case challenging and difficult does not mean irresponsible and immature. The perfect woman certainly knows how to keep a man interested and intrigued, and yet she’s level-headed and mature; a wise head on young shoulders!

With such a woman by his side, every man can rest assured he’ll always get the support he needs to pursue his high ambitions and goals. By every great man in world history, there was an equally great woman.

4. She’s got brains, as well as looks

I know it can be difficult to figure out whether she’s a Harvard graduate on the first date, but you can easily figure out if her brains match the way she looks. Just talk to her. If she feels calm and comfortable discussing topics from different realms of life, then maybe she comes very close to the collective image of the perfect woman I’m talking about.

In this path of thought, she hardly notices men who tend to possess the emotional and intellectual range of a teaspoon. Tarzans and Robinson Crusoes stand zero chance of getting on her radar, because it is intelligence more than anything else that turns her on.

5. She’s outspoken and honest

The perfect woman, or at least those women who come the closest to this definition, has the courage to tell the truth, even when it hurts. She knows that when lying to her partner, she’s lying to herself. And when cheating on him, she’s cheating her own feelings.

You can easily tell if the woman in front of you’s got something to hide. Well, even if it sometimes is damn difficult to figure it out, you’ve got to try as hard as you can. If you’re looking for the perfect woman, you hardly have time to deal with a compulsive liar, do you?

If we perceive the relationship between a man an a woman as a house, the perfect woman knows that trust and respect form its foundations. She can be trusted, and naturally expects the same open attitude from the man beside her.

6. The perfect woman isn’t easy

Most girls and women who are dating actively have enough common sense not to go to bed with a man on the first date. With the perfect woman, however, this period can be a bit longer. This is because she wants to make sure that she is with the right man, and it’s safe to accept him as her lover.

More importantly, however, this is her strategy to test his interest in her. If he walks away in search for an easier girl, then he simply does not deserve to be her boyfriend. This type of behavior is quite natural. Being the weaker sex, women are cautious not to commit themselves to a man who’s not a good match for them.

7. She isn’t clingy either

As in everything else she does, the perfect woman carries herself in style in her relationships with men. She respects her partner’s personal space and expects the same from him.Therefore,

if you act as a clingy and needy wussbag around her, get ready for a farewell kiss on the cheek. She isn’t you mother to pamper you, nor is she your elder sister whose shoulder you can cry on.

Because she has a strong confidence in herself, a relationship with such a woman isn’t smothering, but motivating and inspiring.

She instinctively feels when to call or text, and when she should give you some time and space to be on your own.

As she isn’t a drama queen, she simply has no time for scenes of petty jealousy, followed by tearful attempts to get things back on track. If, driven by your own insecurity, you unjustly accuse her of cheating on you, drop all hopes that you’ll be able to make it up to her with huge bunches of flowers, boxes of chocolates, or expensive presents.

 

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Sun Stories: Kita – Chapter 11 – The Day Before Tomorrow – Part II

This baby doesn’t know what real darkness is. It has nothing to do with pigment, melanin or skin color. But I do.

“Anyway….No worries. Happy to help. What are we doing today?

“I want to do a spray and a UV session today! What do most people do?”

“Oh, the double dip today! I won’t recognize you tomorrow!”

“I’ll be dark! I wanna be dark!”

This baby doesn’t know what real darkness is. It has nothing to do with pigment, melanin or skin color. But I do.

Customers are coming and going and it’s getting busier. I just love that’s she’s hanging close to me at the counter. I go and clean beds on the in between, and I love walking back up to the front and she’s just there chatting with clients. They love her and compliment her on her gorgeous tan. She’s loving it and saying she’s pale.

Oh, the irony.

Clients ask about what lotion they should buy and she pipes up and recommends the Tahitian Bronze, because I let her try it one day. It’s the most expensive lotion in the house and she’s selling it to these pale ghosts.

“Yea, I used it and it got me really dark.”

These sheep are looking at this really pretty petite Asian girl with skin like delicious caramel and will do whatever the fuck she says. Kita is a natural and I make a mental note about this for the future.

I tell her normally that women go into the spray tanner and then follow it up with a stand up session to give them a little more and bake on the spray solution.

Kita has made it clear to me that she doesn’t like the stand up units because they have no face tanners. (600 watts of UV ‘A’ rays to brown the face and not burn it because the face is harder to tan than the rest of the body.)

We finally settle on Kita going to Room 2 for a lay down UV first and then to the spray tanning booth for a clear coat level 3. She’s afraid she’ll get too dark with the level 3 so at the last-minute she changes it to the level 2. (Probably a good decision but either way I’m sure she’ll look amazing)

“Can I get a robe?”

I love this. She’s going to UV tan in her favorite bed, number 2 and then wrap herself in one of our little blue robes and walk back to number 8 and jump into the Versaspa spray unit. Just the idea of lovely Kita standing before me in nothing but a little robe and completely naked underneath brings my blood to a boil. But I must refrain from any thoughts or feelings. I’m a professional here. I have three great yelp reviews using my name, and I have to keep my composure around clients even if I have a crush on them.

I’ll be fine.

I send her into room 2 and off she goes. I go about taking care of clients, cleaning beds and doing laundry.

In a little bit she comes out in her little robe. It has no belt on it so she clutches it to her lithe body as she shamelessly approaches me. She was all covered up when she arrived tonight but now I can see her shapely, tan legs. The experience is maddening because of the ironic circumstances. My mind flashes to her wrapped in that robe emerging from my bathroom and joining me for a night of passion in my bedroom.

But only for a second.

“I forget what I’m supposed to do in the spray booth, can you give me a refresher, Charles?”

“Of course. Let’s go to room eight.”

Here is this little doll that I absolutely adore and has gone from top five to my number one standing in front of me in a tiny robe. I tell her where to put the repelling lotion and run through the poses she must do while in the booth to get the best spray tan. I remind her about the hair net she has to wear and send her in.

“Do I need to call out to you Charles when I’m ready?”

My mind goes straight to the gutter.

“No. A green light will come on in the unit and when you’re ready you simply press it and then off you go. The lady’s voice will guide you through the four-minute process. Then all you have to do is stay dry for the next six hours and when you wake up tomorrow you’ll be Malibu Barbie.

“Okay! Thank you!”

“No worries, Kita. Just follow her directions and you’ll be fine!”

I walk back towards the front of the salon as she closes the door. I think of how spectacular she must look as she stands naked in that unit as the spray strikes her glistening fit body. I’m envious of the Versaspa in that moment that it gets to see the very thing I will never see. The heater in the machine will glow red and she will submit to the commands of the voice as she turns to display her nude vessel to the spray that will hopefully make her look the way she believes she should.

I think she’s perfect the ways he is, but she loves to tan, and this is a tanning salon. and I would never have met her if I wasn’t here.

I used to always complain early on in my dating journey on this blog that ‘the wallet never came out’ with all of these middle-aged women I tried dating in the beginning. But if this date happens tomorrow I will gladly shell out whatever’s necessary to feed this little flower and make the night special.

Because her youth, beauty, and sweetness are a gift to me. Just the fact that she hangs at the counter like a pup and listens intently to me to learn about life is satisfactory payment to me. The very notion that this 21-year-old girl will meet me for dinner at a nice restaurant is enough for me. I may even try to do a picture but that is a stretch. Her showing up and just being Kita is a win for my ego.

I thought about her. Phicklephilly loved her from afar and then ran her down and got her to hang out and confess to me her life, and now to go out with me on a date is spectacular. Just for the fact that I can dream something and bring it to fruition at my age.

I know it’s insane but if she said, I’m hung up on JR and I’m dating Steve but if you give me X amount I’ll be your sugarbaby… I would possibly buckle and take some money from my brokerage account and split her like a ripe melon.

But please…. settle down. Not happening. She trusts me. I’m honored by the fact that she trusts me enough to have dinner with me.  My black wings her neatly folded away and iI will be the gentleman I truly am.

 

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Ban leggings on campus? Ludicrous – wearing leggings allows women to move like superheroes

Here’s an interesting piece by one of my female followers.

I’m writing this at my office computer wearing leggings and a short skirt. I wear the leggings because I ride my bike to work and they keep my legs warm. I add the skirt when I get to the office because most here would consider leggings alone inappropriate work attire for a middle-aged academic administrator.

After this week, it’s clear that some people don’t think they are appropriate attire for students on campus either. Maryann White, a mother of four sons, made news with her plea in a letter to the University of Notre Dame school paper that female students should stop wearing leggings and choose clothing that’s less form fitting. She worried her sons are being distracted and thinking disrespectful thoughts. She asked girls and women to make it easier for her sons by wearing jeans instead of leggings.

In response to White’s letter, social media feeds quickly filled with photos of women and men at Notre Dame (and around the world) wearing leggings, #leggingsdayND. Even “The New York Times” chimed in with Vanessa Friedman’s piece “It’s Possible Leggings Are the Future. Deal With It.”

One subject that gets everyone talking during my women’s studies feminism and fashion seminars is dress codes: school dress codes, summer camp dress codes and dress codes at the gym. My students say it’s hard to keep track. Does this place allow sleeveless tops? Can you show any midriff? Are there rules against yoga pants here?

Why all the fuss about what women wear? Women’s bodies and the clothes we wear are a battleground around the world. Some situations have rules that require religious body coverings and other places forbid those same coverings.

Leggings are only the latest focus for arguments deployed by conservatives since before ankles became a source of public scandal.

Policing women’s bodies

Maryann White said her concern was for her sons and their virtue.

Since we ought to treat other persons with respect, no matter what they wear, blaming leggings for her sons’ feelings fails to teach them responsibility for their thoughts and actions.

Her plea constitutes one small increment on the spectrum of responses that puts the blame on women for men’s lack of control and sexual violence. How often do we still hear the question, “Why was she dressed like that?”

When a woman is sexually assaulted, why does the public still think about her clothing choices? As if those choices provoke and justify violence.

White insults the integrity of her sons if she blames their actions and lack of self-control on women’s clothing choices.

There exists considerable gender asymmetry in clothing codes when determining what counts as uncovered or indecent. Women in leggings are fully covered. Men in shorts aren’t — their skin shows. Yet, there are no letters to the editor complaining that men in shorts are distracting to other male or female students.

Often complaints aren’t about clothes as much as about policing women’s bodies. Many leggings critics say they are fine if women with the “right bodies” wear them.

I began by mentioning age as a factor, but it’s also about size. Young women who get in trouble for wearing prom dresses that break rules are often larger women.

Women with small, “tidy” bodies rarely run afoul of dress codes. Women and girls with large breasts get in trouble over wearing certain tops at school. In the case of leggings, women with large bottoms are said to be doing something wrong. And fat women can never get it right. Some bodies break all the rules just by existing.

Ubiquitous leggings

Why are leggings so ubiquitous? I wear them because they’re comfortable, easy to find, not size fussy and toasty warm in the winter. They’re also good for hitting the gym if I have time to spare between meetings.

I can run in them if I need to and bend any which way I want. Unlike skinny jeans, leggings give me a full range of motion, at least as much as this middle age frame allows.

Different items of clothing cause controversy because they spotlight aspects of women’s lives and bodies that make us uncomfortable. I think the backlash against leggings stems from our discomfort in seeing women in athletic wear in general.

Leggings are functional and practical. They make me feel a bit like a superhero, ready for action. Usually, women are tacitly rewarded for not taking up too much space, for being inconspicuous. Leggings, superhero-dom, can contravene those expectations in delightful ways.

The debate over leggings seems trivial. But, that’s another double bind for women and clothes choices. You’re not supposed to take fashion and clothes seriously even though our clothing and the codes and values our clothes transmit have tremendous social impact and make a real difference to women’s lives.

Whether our leggings are affecting vulnerable men should not be the question we are asking. It should be, why are these men so weak? And why does this woman feel it’s incumbent on comfortable bike-riding large and small superhero women to take care of her sons?

 

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Most Beautiful Girls in the World 2019

Who are some of the most beautiful girls in the world right now? Here, we present you – the best ever list of our most beautiful girls of 2018-19. These girls are not only beautiful, but dominating in their fields too. They’re celebrities. They’re most popular, having huge fan following worldwide. In addition, what makes them most beautiful is how strong and successful they are. Also, they’re intelligent, desirable, attractive, hot and most successful girls in the world.

They’re here because of their outstanding physique, personality and level of celebrity achieved through their hard work. Let’s take a closer look at some of the world’s most beautiful girls of 2019.

List of Most Beautiful Girls in the world

15. Jennifer Lawrence

Jennifer Shrader Lawrence; The highest-paid actress in the world. The most beautiful woman of 2019; Also, ranked amongst world’s most beautiful girls in 2019. In addition, she was named amongst “most influential people in the world” by Time magazine “Celebrity 100” by Forbes in 2016.

Lawrence is known as the highest-grossing action heroine of all time. In addition to acting, she’s known for being a vocal advocate of feminism and gender equality. Also, she’s the founder of the Jennifer Lawrence Foundation through which she supports various charitable organizations.

14. Nana

Im Jin Ah is also professionally known as Nana comes at number 14 in our list. This beautiful South Korean singer and actress is a member of the South Korean girl group After School.

13. Shailene Woodley

From Simi Valley, California, Shailene Woodley is one of the most beautiful girls in the world right now. She is an actress, appeared in several TV shows and films. In addition to acting, Woodley is an avid environmental activist. She, along-with her mother co-founded the All it Takes non-profit organization; A youth leadership program that aims to educate young people to practice empathy, compassion, responsibility, and purpose in hopes to foster sustainable, positive change for themselves, others and the environment. Also one of the most beautiful actresses.

12. Zendaya

Zendaya Maree Stoermer Coleman, professionally known as Zendaya comes at No. 12 amongst most beautiful girls in the world. She’s an actress, singer, and dancer. Best known for her role as Rocky Blue in the Disney Channel sitcom Shake It Up. She’s also one of the most Influential Teens of 2018.

11. Bella Thorne

Born in Pembroke Pines, Florida on October 8, 1997; Bella Thorne is an American television actress and singer. Being one of the most beautiful girls, Thorne is an avid supporter of the Humane Society, the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation, and The Nomad Organization, which provides education, food and medical supplies to children in Africa. Thorne currently stars as Paige on the Freeform series, Famous in Love.

10. Bae Suzy

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One of the most beautiful South Korean girl; Bae Suzy comes at No. 10 in our list. She’s an actress and singer and a member of the girl group miss A under JYP Entertainment.

9. Alia Bhatt

A combination of beauty and talent; Alia Bhatt comes at No. 9 amongst world’s most beautiful girls. At just 24 now, she has appeared in more than dozen films. Also, she has won “Filmfare Award for Best Actress”. In addition to acting, Bhatt has sung six of her film songs. Also, she has launched her own line of clothing for women. She also top the ranking Most Beautiful Indian Women of 2018-19.

8. Kylie Jenner

Best known for her appearance on the reality show, “Keeping Up With The Kardashians”. Model, actress, entrepreneur, socialite, and social media personality; Kylie Jenner is the 8th most beautiful girl right now

7. Kendall Jenner

American fashion model and television personality; Kendall Jenner holds the 7th spot in our list. At just 21 years old, Forbes magazine’s 2015 list of top earning models, with an estimated annual income of US$4 million. Jenner is one of most followed celebrities on Instagram.

6. Dove Cameron

LOS ANGELES, CA – MARCH 11: Actress Dove Cameron attends Nickelodeon’s 2017 Kids’ Choice Awards at USC Galen Center on March 11, 2017 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by David Livingston/Getty Images)

The 6th most beautiful girl in our list; An American actress and singer, Dove Cameron. She’s best known for playing a dual role in the Disney Channel teen sitcom Liv and Maddie. Also for starring in Descendants as Mal, daughter of Maleficent. In addition, she is set to reprise her role as Mal in Descendants 2. Follow her on twitter @dovecameron.

5. Selena Gomez

The most beautiful but talented girl, Selena Gomez comes at number 5. This American singer and actress has top many ranking of BEAUTIFUL and HOTTEST women. In addition to her innocent looks, she has earned a number of awards and nominations for her work as an actress and singer.

4. Liza Soberano

She is just 19 years old now. With her dazzling looks and outstanding personality, Liza Soberano hold the 4th position amongst most beautiful girls of 2018. She’s an American born Filipino actress and model. Liza was also named by media as “one of Philippine television’s most beautiful faces“. In addition to her beauty, she’s one of most talented girl, recognized for her confidence and courage. She also named as the “Most Bright & Beautiful Philippine Star“.

3. Barbara Palvin

The 25-year-old Hungarian born model Barbara Palvin is at number 3 in our list of most beautiful girls. Palvin is heating things up in the fashion world when the Victoria’s Secret announced her as the newest addition to the VS Angels lineup, joining the ranks of supermodels like Adriana Lima and Karlie Kloss. She has walked for Victoria’s Secret twice before, once in 2018 and once in 2012. And surprisingly, she is the first plus size Victoria’s Secret Angel.

Born and raised in Hungary, Palvin has been working as a model since she was a teen. She first walked down the runway for Prada in 2010. Since then, she has walked for a number of fashion houses including Louis Vuitton, Miu Miu, and Chanel. In addition to modeling, she had a small role in the 2014 film Hercules. She played Queen Antimache, wife of Eurystheus.

Palvin was ranked:

  • #14 on the Money Girls list by models.com in 2016.
  • #17 on Forbes list of the highest paid models in the world in 2016.
  • #4 in Maxim Hot 100 in 2016.
  • #2 in the Tumblr’s 2017 list of most popular models.

Palvin is in a relationship with Dylan Sprouse – an American actor . They are two of the world’s most genetically blessed individuals. Their love life is also heating things up in the world. Here, how wmagazine reveals about Dylan Sprouse & Barbara Palvin, a Modern Love Story.

2. Kaia Gerber

The stunning daughter of supermodel Cindy Crawford hold the second place in our list. Kaia Gerber was born on September 3, 2001 in Los Angeles, California, U.S. She is one of the top most beautiful girls in the world right now. Kaia is a model and an actress, known for Sister Cities (2016). Follow her on twitter @kaiagerber.

1. Thylane Blondeau

Thylane Blondeau is named the “most beautiful girl in the world” for 2018. She was crowned the title when she was just 6, and, now she has won the title again at the age of 17. The gorgeous teen is a model, actress, entrepreneur and fashion designer. She is one of the most diverse beauty around the world. Her piercing blue eyes and blond hair captivated millions of people around the world.

She is the daughter of French footballer Patrick Blondeau, and actress Veronika Loubry. Thylane Blondeau began modelling at the age of just 4. At the age of 10, she became the youngest model ever to pose for Vogue Paris, although the shoot ignited controversy for being involved in what some considered a risqué photo shoot at the time. Because she wore short dresses and heavy makeup.

Blondeau, in addition signed with the IMG Models when she was 15. She also has modeled for Tommy Hilfiger. Right now she is a brand ambassador for L’Oreal and recently was the face of the spring/summer 2018 campaign of French brand Juicy Couture. She now has her own fashion line, Heaven May, this year.

 

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Sabrina – Making the Connection

I get to Misconduct around 12:30. I say hello to Mary the hostess (See: Mary – 2016 to Present – Unexpected Table for Two) and go to my table which is number twelve.

We chit chat a bit and Sabrina rolls in around 1pm. We hug and she takes a seat. I’m happy to see her again. First time we ever hung out was yesterday, and now here we are again the very next day.

I get my usual chicken tenders and she goes with the burger. She tells me it may be the best burger she’s ever had. That’s a bold statement, but I can tell she loved it because she devoured the whole thing.

After lunch we move to a bigger table and I break out my box of business cards. They’re cards I have collected over the years from several bars and restaurants. I have loads of contacts in the industry and I want to help Sabrina get a gig as a part time server.

I start going through the cards and text some people. Sabrina is looking through the cards to to find some places she may want to work. She’s very grateful for the assistance and I’m happy to do it. I like helping people.

We go through them and I’m texting and emailing some people. I can she she’s stressed about this dilemma, but at least we’re taking action instead of just worrying about it.

People are getting back to me and she’s filled with hope. She leaves around 3pm and I tell her I’ll keep working on it. She gives me a hug and off she goes.

As people get back to me with leads and more, I push the information to Sabrina.

The next day we’re still texting and I tell her that my contact at Marathon has some news. He wants her to come to the restaurant at 10:30am tomorrow for an interview.

11:15am on Friday my phone rings. It’s Sabrina.

“I got the job! I start on Monday!”

“I’m so proud of you Sabrina! Well done! Anybody can help you get a job, but it’s you who has to keep it!”

“Thank you so much!”

So let’s recap. Monday she has a panic attack when they cut her hours at her regular job. Tuesday she contacts me for help. We have lunch, get to know each other, and assemble a plan. Wednesday we execute that plan at our second lunch. Thursday events happen. Friday she’s hired at a good restaurant.

Anything else I can do for you Sabrina?

 

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Sun Stories: Jill – From Jill to Jezebel

So we know our girl Jill is an alcoholic and can never drink again. She drank with Trish and went out of control. Not my problem, but became my problem when I had to work all of their shifts. They are both no longer with us at the salon.

Jill still frequents the salon and all is forgiven. As long as she pays, she’s back to being a client here. I’m glad she’s doing okay and staying sober. I don’t know what she’s like drunk and I don’t want to know. I’m sure it’s been hard for her working at a nail salon after being a stripper and an escort. Living in a halfway house for women with substance abuse problems and addiction can’t be a picnic. They have to sign in and sign out when they come and go. They’re all used to partying everyday so now they can’t and they’re all bored out of their minds. They have to attend AA and NA meetings everyday. They’re living with a bunch of alcoholics and junkies all at different levels of addiction and it’s got to be a brutal little prison for these ladies.

I had seen her earlier in the week and she came in with hot ex-heroin addict housemate, Sabrina who I’m planning on taking out on a second date for some sober fun. (See: Sabrina – 2017 to Present – The Challenge) I’m glad I had a chance to chat with Sabrina again because I’m trying to score some tickets to a show and take her to it. Jill tells me she’s stressed out at her job at her salon, and Sabrina is really stressed at her job as well. I have some fear for them both because stress causes people to re-offend.

It was a Saturday and I agreed to take the shift for Summer who had a family thing to attend. So technically I shouldn’t even been there. Jill comes in and tans just like she always does. It’s always nice to see her. She looks great. Tawny hair, red top, sheer in the front that showcases her ample cleavage, and skin-tight jeans.

When she finishes tanning it’s around 4pm. She tells me she’s going crazy and that she’s going to drink a half pint of vodka and just come back to the salon and chill out. I advise her against it. She tells me she’s going to think on it and may or may not stop back. She’s not angry, I can tell she just wants to feel the high and relax. She’s done it so long and become so destructive with her addiction that she has no coping mechanisms in place to ease her mind or occupy it now that she’s sober. Stress hits and she reaches for the bottle. Sadly for Jill there’s no alternative.

I say a little prayer for her and hope she just goes home or does anything other than that.

But Jill does come back to the salon around closing time. She seems fine. She’s just hanging out and chatting. Okay, everything’s fine. She’s sipping ice tea from a plastic bottle.

One of my beloved clients comes in and I’m happy to see her. Even though we’re about to close I don’t mind because this lady gave me a five-star review on Yelp. Yea, she can come in whenever she wants.

I’m chatting with her a little bit, joking that she came in late but because of the positive review I’m letting her step over the line. Jill hops into the conversation, which is fine. She and the client are chatting away like old friends.

I notice that Jill is more chatty and lively than usual. Is she drinking? Is there vodka in that iced tea bottle?

I send my client in to her session.  Jill suddenly wants to help me close up the salon. I tell her I’ve got everything well at hand. She’s very chatty and starts grabbing things to clean.

That’s the moment I smell the booze on her. I’m getting nervous. What is she going to do?

She can see that I’m on edge and tells me to relax. But I can’t help it. We all know what happened last time. Got black out drunk and kicked out of her halfway house. Thankfully, they let her back in. She says she’s just going to drink a half pint and then by the time she goes home she’ll be clean and no one will find out.

This lady is playing with fire. Phase one is her desire to drink overcoming her will to resist. Phase two is going to the liquor school and buying the half pint of vodka. Phase three is the over enthusiastic chatterbox. Phase four is the euphoria phase where she relaxes and leans into the soothing buzz. That’s where she is right now, and that’s where she should stay.

But they never stay on that level. The buzz levels off and they want that feeling again so what do they do? That’s right, they drink more and that’s when the trouble starts.

Against my stern warning about what will happen to her, off she goes to the liquor store again. She’s already polished off a half pint and I can see her starting to change. I hope she doesn’t come back. Based on her past drunken actions she shouldn’t be here in the salon like that.

My last client leaves and I close the door.

Sure enough Jill returns with another iced tea and I’m sure it already contains booze.  She goes into the fitness center inside our salon. There are big mirrors on the one wall and she’s primping and doing her makeup and listening to her music. I finish, close up the salon and punch out.

She asks me to join her in the gym. I sit down on one of the blocks we have in there. (I think you’re supposed to jump on them) She’s flipping her hair and taking selfies like a teenage girl.  She is clearly entering the next phase. She sits on my lap and forces me to listen to her music. Her demeanor has also changed, she is sounding more urban in her dialect and is starting to slur her words. (Think black stripper)

Jill is a hot lady and a former stripper and escort so she knows the moves. She starts giving me a lap dance. I am really nervous because I’ve never seen this side of her. I’ve only heard about it from other people and it’s like she’s become a different person.

She’s grinding her butt against my crotch. Then she’s kissing me, and the next thing I know my face is pressed between her breasts.

“I miss dancing so much!”

Here is this client and former employee giving me a lap dance in the tanning salon! I’m stunned, scared and aroused all in the same moment. I know it’s wrong but she has reverted back to a drunken slutty stripper that I know would let me fuck her right now.

But being the gentleman that I am, I make some excuse that I have to drop some papers off. I have had to make this excuse to her several times because she’s not listening to me. She is lost in her mind now. Just all over me, dancing and grinding on me.

As hot as she is right now, and as sexualized as she is, I’m resisting and really worried that this is the end for her. She’ll go do something crazy and get kicked out of her house and she’ll end up homeless. She keeps saying how we’re going to go across the street and we’re going to smoke cigars and drink whiskey at Ashton Cigar Bar. She’s out of control.

I keep telling her I have to go drop off the papers.  She ends up spilling the vodka/iced tea down the front of her. This happened when she was trying to drink it, so you can see how drunk she is now. It’s like I’m looking into the eyes of a completely different woman. She’s slurring, and staggering about. I finally get her to the door, and she drops the bottle on the floor. It was nearly empty and made of plastic. She’s pissed off and mad at me now because I didn’t have sex with her and take her out to destroy herself further.  Her last words to me were: “You couldn’t afford me anyway.” and off she went out the door. I am praying that she doesn’t fall down the steps, but am also relieved that she is off the property.

I’m pretty shaken by the incident, and wait a few minutes and mop up the floor. I dispose of all of the evidence in the dumpster out back and windex the mirrors she was leaning up against and touching while she was doing her sexy little dance for me. I give the place the once over and I think I’m good to go. I won’t mention this to anyone. But I will write about it here because the story must be told.

I lock up and head to the bar where I know my friend Prova works. (See: Prova – 2015 to Present – Glow of the Sun) Prova can see I am visibly shaken. I just tell her I’ve got some anxiety about opening the gym. She gives me a Manhattan and that settles the nerves. I just hope Jill is okay. But I’m scared for her well-being out there. She’s so lost in herself right now.

 

Epilogue

I get a text from Jill the next day around 1pm. “Sorry that I was acting crazy… That’s why I can’t drink.”

“No worries. Just glad you’re okay.”

She comes into the salon that week like nothing had happened. She tells me curfew is 12:45 on the weekends. So she did finally get back to her house around that time. She went straight to her room and fell asleep. So somehow she dodged a fatal bullet and no one knew she got blackout drunk. She calls the person she becomes drunk, Jezebel. Sounds fitting. I didn’t go into detail of what transpired between us because I didn’t want to embarrass her and I didn’t want her to remember any of it. She left me around 6pm Saturday and didn’t get home until 12:45. I asked her what she did for the six hours from when she left me.

“I have no idea.”

 

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Sun Stories: Kita – Chapter 7 – Timing is Everything

My mind’s been reeling since the possibility of having dinner with the lovely Kita. I wrote a fantasy piece about her a week ago and now part of it is coming true. Should I start writing about the lottery?

I had an incredible Friday into Saturday with my girlfriend, Cherie.  It’s always magic and we are such a perfect match. I love her very much.  She’s a wonderful woman and I’ blessed to have her in my life.  The pleasure she bestows upon me are beyond words. It is euphoric but doesn’t own me like when I was with Annabelle.

But phicklephilly isn’t going to write itself.

The plan was made to have dinner with lovely Kita last week. I couldn’t believe I was able to pull it off. It hasn’t happened yet, and there are a myriad of things that could go wrong, but I’m an eternal optimist. I’m prepared for it to fall apart at any moment, but I am hopeful of the outcome.

I just want to sit across from this beauty and share a meal with her. That’s it. I love the idea of meeting new, pretty women and getting to know them. Cherie is my queen, but is sometimes absent for long periods of time.

I love the hunt. The thrust and parry of romancing women. That’s always been the inspiration for this blog. I’ve covered so many topics and times in my life but this is my favorite part. If my buddy Church knew I was doing this he would firmly disapprove, but fortune favors the bold and he would never understand what I’m doing. But Johnny R. and my pal Robert and James would.

I have compartmentalized my life. That’s what I tell my close friends. Sleeping dogs need to slumber and the cards must be kept close to the vest.

I made the dinner plans with Kita last Thursday and in classic phicklephilly fashion let the lure hit the bottom and cool off for few days. I can’t seem to eager. I can’t just leap onto the rocks and start chomping at this baby seal. I need to swim a bit and keep my dorsal fin hidden for a few days.

We always want that which retreats from us. 

I put Cherie on the train back to Pottstown today after our magical session. I had planned on running some errands today, but the store was closed and it was all a bust. I don’t care. I can pick up that stuff next week. I stopped at the salon to see Summer and go tanning.

Her boyfriend Jax was there chilling and I’m always happy to see them both. The crazy young couple has soldiered forth with their relationship.

I go into the stand up unit in room 4. It has an input for an audio cord so you can plug-in your phone and rock out to your own tunes. Of course I do this and listen to Joan Jett sing “Do you want to touch?”, “Highway Tune” by Greta Van Fleet (Amazing!) and “To the Top” by Krokus. (From the glorious album, ‘ One Vice at a Time.’)

I hang  bit more and then decide to get some food. I was thinking MacDonald’s, then Giovanni’s Pizza. I settled on the latter and walk in and order a slice and a small drink.

This guy I used to work with approaches me and says: “I got his meal.”

I’m grateful and we chat. The crazy irony of this is that I have been taking meetings with him in the last few weeks and he wants me to sell a new phone app that his company has been developing. He had just texted and called me an hour ago to tell me that they were ready to go forward with me.

I’m stunned. What kind of serendipity shit is this?

The guy that wants me to work for his company and wants to finalize the deal next week, is in the pizza bar I decide to go to for a quick bite instead of MacDonald’s. I just want a little food before I go crush three Chardonnays over at one of my favorite bars with my friend Prova.

The guy is hanging at the bar with his dad drinking a beer. I can’t make this stuff up! We sure up some dates this week and agree to meet again. I rip into my free slice and soda. The only thing better than free pizza is free drinks.

Later I go hang at Prova’s bar for a few and when the places gets crowded, I bail. No discount which kind of irks me. I did go on a run to Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee and pastries for her and the other bartender. But I really don’t care, because things are good and I’m happy to see these girls.

I sometimes like traveling solo to bars where I know the staff. I get all of the attention and I’m not responsible for anyone else’s happiness but my own. That’s not selfish. That’s just me being a Leo.

I pay the bill and head back to the batcave in Rittenhouse.  I know when I get there I have a few things to do. I have to write-up the calendar invite for dinner to Kita. I have to also push my contact info to her. I have to do this today.

I let the moment cool. I waited a few days and now the dorsal fin has to surface for a moment. My father used to say, “Timing is everything.” My dad was great at absorbing original things that other people have said and making it his own. But he did take from the greats and I use his stuff in my own life. Creativity is what springs from the greatest minds but we need good recorders to carry the info of others and present it to the masses. He was good at that.

He had a great mind, but struggled with himself as we all do. But I have learned much from that mighty Jedi.

He may be dead but his spirit and words and ideals live strong in me today. I’ve passed them on to my daughter Lorelei. That keeps him alive in us all.

I pour a glass of chardonnay and light a cigarette.

The calendar invite has to be perfect. There are no second chances or missteps allowed with this rare bird.

Kita knows I’m going to do this but I like that she has no idea when it will all happen.

I hope it doesn’t fizzle the moment I send it.

I have to believe in my powers and my fatal charm is firmly in place. The groundwork has been laid and all I need to do now is follow through with my plan.

But at this point of my life I’m prepared for disappointment and failure. I’ve had enough of that so I’m good with whatever the outcome.

I prepare the invite. Make sure it’s perfect and it’s ready to go.

I put on some heavy metal music. The Haunted comes to mind. I don’t know why. Probably because they crank out some furious shit  that could go any way depending on the outcome of this Saturday send to Kita.

I take a sip of wine and a pull from my cig. I go with sharing my contact info on my phone first. I make sure it’s correct and hit send.

Off we go…

Then I send the calendar invite for our dinner date at Gran Caffee L’ Aquila.

Liftoff.

It’s done. Fingers crossed.

Now we wait… (The worst part, but I’m prepared for the inevitable.}

I go back to making out with my wine and cigarette. I never smoke or drink around Cherie. She’s not much of a drinker and I would never smoke around her because that shit is disgusting to a non smoker. Respect.

I start writing about our little foray last night and this morning. It was glorious and as always really good. Sex and peace for my baby girl.

It was a spectacular fourteen hours with my love so there is much to write in my ongoing love letter to her.

But then my phone pings.

“Charles!!!!”

I respond accordingly; “Kita!!!!”

“Are you in tomorrow???”

I love her urgency. I pray she’s sitting home alone studying on a Saturday night.

“11 to 4!” (Sun emoji,  because it’s a tanning salon)

“Okay! I’ll see you!”

“Great! See you tomorrow”

“(Smiley emoji with the little hands up)

That’s adorable and affectionate. I’m smitten. I am going to be trembling when she comes in tomorrow. It should be dead tomorrow so I’m hoping that she can hang out and chat.

I love Kita… phicklephilly style.

Can’t wait to see her tomorrow. So far the plan is working.

Please pray for me she makes it to dinner next week.

 

 

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