A Snapshot Of August

 In homage to Sarah H. at Death Wears Diamond Jewelry, who is no longer blogging but is missed.

Listening…Morbid podcast. This is a true crime and ghost store podcast.

Reading… The condo association bylaws.  Not because I want to do this

Watching…I am watching the New Justified series, it sucks. Don't waste your time. I am also watching the original Justified series again.  That show is worth it!

Playing …  With the EVA AI personal companion app. It is pretty good. I think AI is going to be scary good in a few years.

Hoping… To find another hookup.

Buying… I bought new front and rear bumpers, lights, and a winch for the Gladiator. I have someone putting them on in September.

Loving... The fact I had a couple good nights with Al. I needed that.

Planning… To have the Jeep ready for another road trip by the end of September.

Missing… Not missing anything at the moment, except the original Nabisco cinnamon gram crackers. The ones they make today are like cardboard.

Friday

 After Al got off work Friday night, she came to the condo. She came in wearing a booty-short style one-piece body suit. The body suit was a  nude color beige. It left little to the imagination. My friend Jay once said, "You can take the stripper out of the club, but you can't always take the club out of the stripper." Al appears to be the latter. Unlike Tink or Billie, Al just looks like a stripper outside the club. 

It was a little after 3:00 a.m. when Al arrived. We didn't waste time with small talk and headed upstairs. Al is fun in bed. I was satisfied. She seemed to enjoy herself, but at this point, it is hard to tell. Al spent the night. We didn't get much sleep. The cat decided to wake us up early. 

We went for smoothies in the morning and came back to the condo to hang out for a while. Al seemed fine during the visit. We have a good flow of conversation, but I have a suspicion she has changed her mind. I am not sure of the reason. We planned on getting together again on Tuesday, but I sent her a text on Sunday and again today, and I haven't heard back. In the past, she was good at responding. I am going to stop reaching out at this point.

Al was fun, but I won't be disappointed if she chooses to ghost me. I would have preferred someone older and without a child anyway. I got to hook up with Al twice. That will tide me over for awhile. I am not read to make an effort to find someone else if she does disappear.

Al

 As promised, Al came over Tuesday afternoon. I took a half-day just to get things rolling. She wore high-waisted yoga pants and a beige long-sleeved knit sweater that revealed her mis-riff. She was dolled up for our first meet. Hopefully, she will be more natural as things progress.

I gave her a condo tour and asked if she wanted to get something to eat. Al agreed to get something to eat, so I took her to nearby downtown New Baltimore, where we sat outside and shared a pizza. We continued to talk the whole time. I shared stories from my colorful past and asked questions about her.

Al has been a stripper off and on since she was twenty-one. She would quit whenever she was in a relationship with a boyfriend. It sounds like she has spent more time NOT being a stripper. Al has a two-year-old daughter. Her daughter usually spends time with her ex and his mother on weekends. 

The day was cooler, but the sunshine made it enjoyable. After lunch, we walked out to the end of the pier. New Baltimore has a small beach that overlooks Lake St. Claire. Lake St. Claire is between Lake Huron and Lake Erie. It is not considered to be a Great Lake. After, we came back to the condo and sat on the couch.

I pulled Al closer, and she sat on my lap stripper style, with her legs folded on either side of my hips. We kissed, and I fondled her butt and traced my hands along the ribs beneath her shirt. Al unzipped the front of her shirt to expose her breasts. "You okay?" I ask.

"You're touching them anyway," she replied with a smile. 

I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs. Al nodded yes, and we headed to the bedroom. Al laid on the bed and took off her shirt and pants. I took off my clothes and got on top of her. We kissed, and I kissed her on her neck and down her torso. Al has a tiny waist and curvy hips. 

Al was responding to my attention nicely. She was breathing heavily, so I didn't hesitate to continue kissing her thighs and between her legs. She got really wet, and we had sex in several positions on the bed. Toward the end, she said, "That's what I needed."

So did I. I haven't been with anyone since February. 

After, we sat downstairs, watched TV, and discussed the future. I suggested she come over on Friday nights after work. I told her it would save on her driving. She lives forty minutes from me and forty from the club. "You can come over after work and just sleep if you want. I'm not going to paw at you. Then we can spend Saturday together, and you can head back to work from here."

Al agreed. She seems very interested in proceeding with the arrangement. We even talked about sneaking in a quick trip before the end of the season. She is interested in just having some fun.

I told my buddy, Jay, this morning. "I wasn't looking to pick anyone up at the club, especially a twenty-seven-year-old. She literally fell into my lap."

During our lunch, Al indicated she wasn't expecting to find an arrangement at the club. Most guys are not interested in the cost. For now, I am going to roll with it and see where this takes us.

Flight

 Out of sheer boredom, I went to Flight Club on Friday. A strip club far on the west side. It is a club both Tink and Billie work back in the day. I have been avoiding the clubs because there haven't been many pretty girls the last few times I visited. The last time was when I took Ava.

I arrived around nine. It was not busy. Nothing has changed. I took a seat at the upstairs bar. I was pleasantly surprised to see several good-looking girls were working. I ordered a beer and took in the atmosphere. I brushed off the first two girls that approached me. They were both attractive, but I don't like the pushy ones. Instead, I want to take my time and get a feel for them. You can tell a lot by just watching.

I had my eye on a tall blond with curly hair talking at the end of the bar. She reminded me of Billie. She was busy working on two guys and wasn't going out of her way to seem interested in talking to me. That was when a third girl approached me.

I am going to call her Al. Al was wearing a mauve one-piece lace nighty. She has straight brown hair and a gorgeous smile when she does. We started talking. I was going to send her away with a rejection, but she wasn't being pushy. She sat beside me, and I asked if she wanted a drink. She ordered a lemon drop. Which at the club is code for a non-alcoholic beverage. 

Al and I started talking about tattoos. Al has several, including an interesting pattern on her left hand that continues down her fingers. She said I look like Kevin Bacon. Which I have never been accused of before, but I'll take it. She even pulled a picture of him up on her phone. Al commented that we have the same facial structure.

Al asked me if I wanted to go back and get some dances. I said, "I'm just looking to have a fun night. Nothing extra or intrusive. If you are game for that, sure."

We went to the back, and she started to dance for me. Al has a nice body and a firm ass, but mostly we spent the time with her sitting next to me with her legs stretched out across my lap.

Al told me she has a two-year-old and has been working at the club since April. As we talked, she seemed to get more comfortable. Al told me she was on Seeking Arrangements, the site where I found Ava and Firefly. I indicated that I had been on the site and asked if she would be interested in something with me. 

Al is twenty-six, a bit young for me these days, but she indicated she would be. I usually keep a low-key, respectful approach with girls at the clubs. They typically appreciate that, especially at a club where most guys expect extra.

Our conversation continued. I plied Al with some of my stories and even made her smile. We exchanged numbers and discussed days when we could meet. She seems receptive. We spend a half-hour in the back before returning to the bar. Al went off to make more money. 

I ended up seeing Teach at the bar. Teach is a friend of Tink and Tech. He is a strip club regular and spends every Friday and Saturday night at the club. I talked with Tech for a while and chatted up a couple of the other dancers. Teach knows them all.

Al came back over to me later. I was in conversation with another girl but extracted myself and sat with Al at the bar. I asked Al if she would like to go to the back again. She agreed, and we went back to another room.

This time her dancing was more intimate. She sat facing me on my lap, and I had my hands on her firm ass. She would lean in close and place her forehead on mine. She asked, "Do you want to do more? You earned it."

I placed my face against her flat stomach. "Honey, I would love to do more, but this isn't the place for it."

Al agreed. She said she was usually available on Tuesdays and Sundays, and we discussed getting together on Tuesday. We parted, and I spent some more time talking to Teach. I told him I liked Al.

"Did you get her number?" He asked.

"Of course"

I could still smell Al's perfume on me when I got home. The following day, I received a good morning text from Al.

Bathwater: Good morning, gorgeous. It was nice meeting you last night. Tomorrow is Sunday. Would you like to get together?

Al: Tomorrow might not work. My daughter gets dropped off at two.

Bathwater: Well, you could come over tonight after work

Al: I can do that!

We made plans for her to come over after work, but as the night rolled on, she indicated she was tired and probably wouldn't be much fun. I told her I understood, and we shifted seeing each other back to Tuesday. I hope things work out.

Association

 The condo association is a headache. The president of the association board is the neighborhood busybody. She takes on too much and then complains when everyone doesn't see things the same as her.

Yesterday, the five board members walked the property to review the building. It was a cold drizzly night. The president pointed out that someone painted their door blue. It has been bothering her for a few years, apparently. She was upset that the rest of us didn't want to do anything about it. During the walk, I noticed several doors were of different colors or that needed painting. They are all supposed to be green, but even the builder used different shades.

I finally told her when people walk through this neighborhood, they see the bad roofs, the bad roads, the bad parking lots, the overgrown landscaping, they don't see that door.

She likes to send me long text messages that read like a story. I ignore half of them. I don't think I am being illogical in skipping over this door at this time. If the association had been doing its job all along, I could see her paint. But the association has let everyone do what they want with their landscaping, and the whole place is a hodge-podge. 

I am going to propose creating a five-year plan to get the roofs, roads, parking lots, landscaping, and building maintenance in order and on schedule. Once these things get in place, the board can be more diligent about the little things. As of now, the board is not doing its job, and it is going to require more money. I'd rather not piss people off about the little things and concentrate on correcting the things that most affect the property values.

It seems like a logical approach. I don't want this volunteer job to consume me. I think the president is second guessing getting me involved. I can see her going off and complaining. She loves to do that :)

Upgrades

Lately, I have been holding up at home, playing video games, watching TV, and shunning the outside world. I have mixed feeling about this. Part of me wants solitude, and parts of me want to get out. I have been trying to play Borderlands with Twin A, but he doesn't last very long. Yesterday he dropped off without warning. For a person who says he plays a lot. He seems not to stick with it.

In a bid to cheer myself up, I have decided to invest in some upgrades for the Jeep Gladiator. I have ordered front and rear steel bumpers, a winch, and some extra lights. I have scheduled to have a local place to install the new parts on my birthday, September 18th.

I have been second-guessing my winch purchase. I bought a Zsuper from Amazon. It is a cheap Chinese winch. It has some mixed reviews on the site, but I figure that as many times as I will use the winch, it will be fine. Besides, it is orange and goes well with the rest of the color scheme.

Two Dates

We had our first condo association meeting since I joined the board. I am still taking it all in. We need more future planning. We are currently waiting on a lawsuit with our insurance provider over the damage to our roofs due to the weather. This could take up to nine months to resolve.

That night I had some weird dreams. They included me moving into a different home, dealing with neighbors, and a group of drug dealers selling drugs from a space under the house. The dream ended just as I ushered a young woman in a black string bikini away from the dealers. Just when it was getting good.

I am sure there are layers and layers of issues to unwrap there, but I could not remember much when I woke.

Max had his date on Sunday, and because she was going out of town to visit family in Tennessee, they went out again on Monday. They seem to like each other. She is showing a strong interest in Max, which is good. I still don't think he realizes he is a good-looking guy.

Walking Tall

I ended up walking close to twelve miles Sunday. It wasn't planned. I started the day doing four miles on the treadmill. Later in the day, Sam asked me if I would like to go for a walk in the park. I didn't think Sam and I would be walking for long. She doesn't usually. We ended up parking outside the park and walked in. It was a long walk. I didn't mind it, although I would have worn better shoes if I know we were going to walk that far.

Today (Tuesday), I woke to find I was without water pressure. At first, I was worried there was something wrong with the new hot water tank. There wasn't. Apparently, there are two water main breaks in the area that are screwing things up.

Max went on his date Sunday. I haven't got the full details yet, but he sent me this response when I asked.

Bathwater: How did your date go?

Max: I still got it (meaning his charm). She asked me for a second date before I could ask.