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| My Prom |
| 05.02.04 (4:18 pm) [edit] |
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[b]The topic of a lot of blogs lately have been about prom, which made me recall my own prom - a "few" years ago. I had been dating a guy from University of Miami - the beginning of my fetish for Latin men - for 2 years. I wasn't naive enough to think that this hot college guy was living a life of celibacy down in Miami. And despite his many attempts, my virtue was still intact. I did some shopping for prom dresses, but didn't see anything that I really loved. My mom, being in the fashion biz, told me I could design my own dress and she'd have it sewn. So I scoured the city for the "perfect" fabric/color etc. It was a sapphire blue silk and tulle tea-length dress... The bf flew up from Miami for the weekend. I bought the airline ticket and paid for his tux rental. None of my friends had ever met him until then... My mother took him out with her to go car shopping for my graduation gift. (How naive of me - I think she was actually threatening his life if he laid a hand on me.) I realized that I didn't want to be an item anymore, and that I was dumping him after prom. Prom night - we went out to dinner with my best friend and her date then headed over to the prom to make an appearance. I was on the "senior cabinet" so I had to be there fairly early, but was free after that... My mother did the coolest thing she has ever done that night. She got me a SUITE at the brand-new Hilton for "after prom". She filled the tub with ice and beer, had catered appetizers. (Left me wondering - ok, she got a hotel room for us - but she ordered all that food to make sure there'd be a lot of people so I'd be less likely to be "deflowered" that night?) Anyway - my "formerly mysterious" bf was quite the hit with everyone there. They finally got to meet the guy that was the reason I didn't date anyone else my junior and senior year. He was a little too much of a hit - as several of my friends told me he was trying to smooch on them. And then I learned he was telling everyone that the party in my hotel suite was cancelled with a "nudge nudge wink wink" - whereas I'm telling everyone to come! (I didn't want to be alone with him - I wasn't going to give it up to a guy that is mackin' on my best friend) The BF and I show up at the suite to find a herd of people waiting for us. (Including many people that I couldn't stand - but tonight, the more bodies, the better!) Needless, he was pissed when he saw everyone... We ending up having a "discussion" in the bathroom where I told him he could do whatever he wanted with whomever that night - that it was over. I can still see the bathroom in my mind. The rest of the evening was filled with me having fun with my friends (with the help of a bottle of pink champagne) while he glared at me. I woke up that morning in bed (dressed) with a guy (also dressed). I thought it was the bf. I was running my hands thru his hair then I opened my eyes - saw it wasn't my bf - that my bf was sitting in the chaise next to the bed, glaring at me like you wouldn't believe... He apologized emphatically during the ride home to my house. It fell on deaf ears - I had been the perfect gf for 2 years and I had enough. We were supposed to go out that day with one of his friends from GT. I passed. While he was gone with them, I packed up his shit, ripped his airline ticket into itty bitty pieces and left his suitcase on the front door. His friends from GT ended up paying for a bus ticket home to Miami. A nice long ride to give him ample opportunity to reflect on his bad behavior. And the irony of the situation... I ended up falling in love with his best friend/cousin that summer. LMAO[/b] |
posted by: Shark99 (reply)
post date: 05.02.04 (4:39 pm)
Oh what other fetishes do you have? ;)
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 05.02.04 (6:05 pm)
No comment.
posted by: lifesucks24 (reply)
post date: 05.03.04 (9:23 am)
lol...that was quite a story :D
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 05.03.04 (9:30 am)
Reply to: lifesucks24
when men are involved, it's always amusing.
posted by: Cyberpal (reply)
post date: 05.03.04 (11:20 am)
I wonder how the story would have ended if he wasn't all the way in Miami?? Great tale tho :)
posted by: JennsAbsent (reply)
post date: 05.03.04 (1:48 pm)
Oh man. I can remember my first prom. I also had a date that no one had ever met before, as a matter of fact I always had a boyfriend from out of town.
Anyway.
My date went much better. :D
by Redonthehead