Wasn't Suppose 2 Happen!!

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Wasn't Suppose 2 Happen!!
Mar 15, 2009
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Where did it start? How did it start? These are the questions I often ask myself when I think about me and my Native American!! She was only suppose to be a moment…something to do…no stress just a quick trip up I95 (MD - NY) see my folks hang out with some of my ole friends and oh yeah dinner with my Native American…But here we are almost 2 years later and…yeah…. and!!Now I’m caught up and she’s caught up and neither of us know how this story will end…she’s tried to leave me many times (actually each month that she has known me she has tried to leave me) which would be no surprise to me since this is the way that all my other jump offs have always ended up…the only difference this time is that I can’t… no won’t let her go that easy…at first I was looking forward to her making that call or sending that e-mail saying we are through…I sort of expected it sometimes after I had acted up so bad (intentionally in order to provoke the response that I was seeking) and yet when that call came something in me said no!!!

Well it was more like “HELL NO”…SMILE… not yet!!! So I would do whatever I needed to do to keep my Native American in my life…at first I told myself it was the sex…and yeah she sexed the hell out of me (stay tuned for that in later posts)…I must say she played her hand well…not letting a brother get any of the good stuff for the first couple of weeks (but always taking care of a brother in other ways…wink-wink)…she would let Black Hawk rub all up and down that spine…even let me smell the sweet stuff but never let me inside the sweet stuff…

I must say this was new to me because Black Hawk always got what he wanted once he turned that school boy charm on…but not with Native American she was different and I must say that really intrigued me…I would learn later on that it was her “promise of” play that she used with men…knowing that if a brother thinks he has a chance then he will do just about anything in order to get to that sweet stuff…I must say she was right in some regard, but what she failed to understand is that Black Hawk has played the game to and no matter how good the sweet stuff may be Black Hawk is only going so far…so if my Native American was expecting Black Hawk to lavish her with $$, gifts, etc…then she was sadly mistaken, however what I did lavish her with was something more precious then all the material things that brothers seem to throw at these woman today…I lavished her with my time, my words, my stories about me and mine…this I believe threw Native American off guard…She was opened up and in disbelief that a man could be so open and that she was feeling it…

I laughed/cried with her to the early morning sometimes…texted her my every waning moment and in-between meeting’s at work I was on the phone with her just because…it was during one of these discussions when she threw at me that “I” was “Her FOCUS”!!!!!Yeah, I had her now!…Native American had let her guard down and was telling me that in a city with some 8 million people that she was making me “Black Hawk” her focus and what better news could a brother have…so like the Hawk that I am I swooped down for the kill…only to find out that “Native American” had become “MY FOCUS”…Damn this wasn’t suppose to happen!