Five Misfits in Five Weeks

Chapter 2 B.D.S I am just going to keep it real. B.D.S stands for “Broke Dick Syndrome.” This term was coined by one of my girlfriends to describe a man who is very good in bed because he has nothing but time to practice. He is broke as hell from either not partici-pating regularly in gainful money making related activities, or paying child support, or taking care of a family in which he shouldn’t be fucking with you anyway! I am sure every woman has encountered this type of cat in one-way or another. They talk real sweet real fast to try to get you caught up before you get hip to their game, because nine times out of ten they are liv-ing with their wife/girlfriend/baby momma. Now let me tell you how I came across my B.D.S, aka the “Liar”, and aka the “Pussy Punisher.” The Sunday after I had met the firefighter (In which we hadn’t even had our first official date yet), I met Robbie, the outdoor seasonal guy at Lowes. I walked into the store, as most women do and I began to read the signs of where I could find my washing detergent and Tilex Mold and Mildew with bleach (Man I love this stuff works wonders). I walked in dressed in my black and gray stripped maxi skirt hugging my curves in all the right places, with my black studded Micheal Kors leather motorcycle style jacket and leather knee boots. All the fellas melted when they took a glance, in which they couldn’t help but to turn around and take a double take. Ladies, if you are looking for a man, sugar dad-dy, whatever your heart desires, roll up in Lowes or home depot on a Sunday afternoon like right after church when you looking good and watch you get chosen at least a couple times over too. Ok back to the story. I walked in looking for some di-rection to my items of choice. “Can I help you,” I heard a deep voice say in my direction. “Yes, please,” I responded, “I am looking for Tide Pods and Tilex Mold and Mildew with bleach cleaner. “Ok, follow me and I will show you right where they are cutie,” he exclaimed. He walked me over to the detergent and pointed to the Tilex. If you need anything else please feel free to ask me sexy,” he stated as he walked away. As the salesman had directed me to my items of choice, I had noticed a tall, FINE ass guy talking on his cell phone in the aisle. Our eyes met each other but we continued to conduct our individu-al business. As I was completing my shopping, He had circled back around my way and at that time I noticed he worked there. We exchanged glances again but this time he spoke. “Hello there,” he said. I gave a "hi" back with a flirtatious smile and the "look" in my eyes. He caught on quickly to my glance and asked if I would step to the side to talk to him for a second. I complied and followed as he led me down an empty aisle where they sold lawn mowers. He gave me the biggest hug I had had in a long time. He rubbed me down my back with about four very sensual strokes then grabbed my ass. Now usually I don’t do things like this but I liked it so I allowed it to continue (seriously don't know what came over me I was raised better than that!). He sniffed on my neck and moaned, “Damn you are so fine, I would be so good to you,” and then proceed-ed to pick me up. Going up I felt uncomfortable with my legs wrapped around his waist in my skirt, I had the biggest pleas-urably confused look on my face. He then hugged me tightly again. I thought to myself wow this is weird, but I didn’t dare utter one word. He put me down and asked, “Do you have a man?” I thought to myself, fine time to ask but responded “No.” I asked him, "Why are you single? Assuming your sin-gle!" He told me yes, he was single and it was because his wife had died in a car accident two years prior. He told me he and her only had one son who he is caring for by himself now. He moved to Detroit from Atlanta with his sister to run a beauty salon on the Eastside. They were looking to expand to the Westside and this is why he moved to Southfield. “I’m getting ready to take my break, do you mind kicking it with me for a bit before you go and pick up your children?” he asked. I told him sure why not. At this point I wasn’t even thinking about the firefighter! He went back to the back to punch out and prepare for his break. I checked out my items but then decided to go back to the vacuum section to look for some garbage bags for my handvac. While walking back, an-other young man walked up behind me and begins to follow me closely. I became alarmed and stopped abruptly. I turned around to this Chico Debarge looking dude asking me, "Why did you wear that skirt? You know that shit sexy!" I looked at him a little confused like ok, and then I proceeded to the route. He continued to follow me to the vacuum section and actually tried to play helpful while I shopped until I gave him my num-ber. I walked up to the front, met Robbie and we proceeded out to the car. I had a little bit twisted left over from earlier, so we blazed that up and kicked it a bit. He elaborated on how he made a living producing beats in Atlanta. He made up this sto-ry about how he didn’t need to work, he only worked to take up extra time he had. He was super excited because his mom had come visit him the day before for his birthday. She was originally from Atlanta. He had allowed her to use his car while she rode around to different locations getting drunk. He knew this. He was ok with this. I wasn’t ok with that. He claimed that he learned so much being married to his wife. He learned how to stay at home, run bath water give backrubs etc. I figure once you hear a man say all of those lines, HE IS PROBABLY LYING WITH HIS LYING ASS! But that’s not my business! We began to wind down our conversation because it was almost time for him to go back in off of his lunch break. He complimented me on how sexy he thought my lips were, and then once more, before I could even fix them to say thanks, he kissed me. I mean he went IN. I couldn’t understand for the life of me why these guys thought it was okay for them to get their kissy rocks off with my lips, but I kind of liked it ;-). For the next couple of days this guy was blowing my line up! He had planned on visiting me that Tuesday night. He called on a few different occasions throughout the day to keep me posted on how his mom was NOT returning his car when she was supposed to and in hindsight was messing up his plans. He asked me that night around 11pm if I could come get him. At first I said yes, but then I quickly returned the call to renig as I was tired and I wasn’t really trying to roll out like that. He begged me to come get him, promised me he would fill up my gas tank and get the kids some lunch the following day for school. I thought about it, I was kind of horny expect-ing his visit, so I figured sure why not. I went and picked him up from his apartment in Southfield. I called him on his sister's phone because he claimed that his phone was broken. Accord-ing to him, it’s nearly impossible for him to keep a phone (and tell the truth) I learned down the line. He hopped in the car and we rolled out. On the ride back to my place we had the most amazing conversation. He spoke about how he loved his mother dearly. He shared with his mom and sister that he had finally found him a woman that he really liked. He then went on and on about how physically attracted to me he was and how good he would treat me if he were my man. We made it to my house, went in to twist and lit one up. After we finished we began talking which led up to kissing, Kissing led to touching, that led to his head under my shirt.