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Twenty-Eight
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Twenty-Eight I have made the acquaintance of a beautiful, intelligent, cultured young woman who calls herself Sislisislasila on BlackSexMatch.com. According to her profile she lives in Flint, forty minutes away on an easy drive on I-69 from where I live here in Okemos. She initially seemed quite taken with me. She sent me a message yesterday evening after I had sent her a friend request and then another message, a charming one, featuring a pretty little poem that I had hoped would catch her interest. This morning she sent me another message. She called me handsome. Naturally I was flattered. We exchanged a number of other messages as well, and I sent her my email address and phone number. She sent me a lovely email telling me, among other things, that she liked art museums. I replied, telling her that museums were an interest of mine as well, that I was a contributing member of the Detroit Institute of Arts, had described my visit the Louvre in Paris in my blog, and so forth. She also likes travel, presumably overseas travel. So I also asked how she might like a romantic two-week paid vacation in Italy to hike the Cinque Terre, swim naked in the waterfall pools of Plitvice, and ride the wild horses of the Camargue. With a handsome, mysterious stranger. Meaning myself. She said she's not working, so it's not like she doesn't have the time. The last message from her was at 12:51 this afternoon. She was going to take a shower and have something to eat and get right back to me. It is now 5:15 PM. I haven't heard back from her since. I don't expect to. My guess is that she managed to hook up just like that with any of a hundred guys within ten minutes of where she lives in the Flint area and I'll never hear from her again. Happens all the time. Sislisislasila is number twenty-eight. I have a list if pretty women on BlackSexMatch.com who have each ignored the offer, including Sislisislasila. Maybe they think it's just a bogus come-on, but I could certainly post photos of the relevant documents here that prove that the offer is perfectly genuine. I'd have to censor the documents because they contain specific personal information, but it's quite doable. Other women have also turned me down: - My erstwhile boarder/fwb Bonnie. She also turned down my marriage proposal after we had been fuck buddies for months. - My erstwhile boarder/fwb Kim. She didn't give a reason. - My most recent love interest Jill, my nurse practitioner. She hasn't given a reason either. A couple of others. Nobody you'd know. I postponed my trip to Italy back in the spring because of the pandemic, but since then the Italians have approved my visa. I'm still good for Bouches-du-Rhône and Croatia, but anybody I would take would have to get their visas approved as well, to each country. That could take a few days, but probably no more than that. I have the itinerary worked out in some detail: DTW to Boston Logan to Stuttgart to Milan to La Spezia to Riomaggiore. Bed-and-breakfast places in each town, plus agritourismos. Now, you might suppose that a romantic two-week paid vacation to Italy to hike the beautiful and picturesque Cinque Terre, swim naked in the spectacular waterfall pools of Plitvice, and ride the wild horses of the Camargue, with a handsome, mysterious stranger, would appeal any number of women on BlackSexMatch.com. But you'd be almost as big an idiot as me if that is what you supposed. You're smarter than that. I'm not. I'm a fucking fool. Now my plan is go see some people I know at Università di Bologna about getting a there to go with me. It's either that or give up and just go by myself. I have an arrangement with a local apartment complex to use their exercise equipment, so I'm going go pump iron until my bones break or something out of sheer frustration. And then I'm going come home, have bbq ribs left over from my brother's family barbeque yesterday, and just say fuck it. What about Sislisislasila? Never heard of her. I really have no idea who you're talking about. |
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9/28/2020 9:59 pm |
. Fuck it. I'm going to Italy by myself. I'll find my own date there, in person. I still know how it's done. And my odds won't be 50 to one against.
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