"Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all we can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do we keep from drowning in it?"
That was a stressful question for me, after my chapter six -aka Mr. Cocky-, but I couldn't really find the answer...or I didn't wanna, I was in denial, afraid of reality, 'cause reality sucked at that moment. Like I said, after breaking up with Mr. Cocky I found myself in the arms of Mr. Horny and, well, he helped me forget all about my broken heart. When I was with him I never felt alone, or sad, or misunderstood, he made me laugh, smile, he made me feel warm inside...but after some months things got out of balance and, like many times before, we had a fight and it got kinda cold between us throughout the summer. I kept myself busy with work, I wanted to disconnect from life and love problems; but I realized that eventually they will pile up and break me into pieces, so I started to solve them, bit by bit, peace by peace and I was beginning to make peace with myself.
It took me some time to solve all my issues but at the end I was at peace with everything I'd been through. I started to smile again...it was nice, life was pretty good, that was until Mr. Cocky reappeared into the scene...We got to become friends with benefits...and a couple of months passed and he told me he was leaving the city...He wanted to see me before he went away, and that night when I saw his face I just couldn't deny the feeling I had at the thought of him leaving...I knew right then and there that it will be the last time I will see him...still, in spite of that we had a great night together, we had our goodbye! After I left his apartment I felt I left something behind, I felt like a chapter of my life came to an end...and I was right, Mr. Cocky was, from that point on, part of my past.
After that month I met someone at work...a very hot, yummy, interesting, funny, charming man...He flirted with me, and left me his info. We got to talk that day and he invited me out to coffee...It was a nice first date. He looked awesome, had a great smile, big beautiful brown eyes...he was to good to be true. I mean, good looking, smart, perfect job...I remember asking myself: "why is he free, what girl in her right mind would let go of him...?" The next date was between us and his bed...I had been satisfied in every way you can be satisfied! It was brilliant and mind blowing...and after that night came others...and I couldn't get enough...I was single...and I was loving it...I loved him on top of me. I called him Mr. Yummy! He is that kind of man that has to be tasted and enjoyed, like a good old perfect wine, but after that you have to let him go free, it's like an unwritten rule of sorority, so other women can have a piece of his yumminess!!
"Every once in a while, a girl has to indulge herself!"
End of part seven