I have no idea how this is going to begin and how it’s going to end, all I know is it’s going to be truthful and passionate (as is everything in my life) and I’m just talking about what I know.
Smackdown. No. Not WWE Raw vs. Smackdown. Just smackdown. It’s my code word. Well maybe not so much now that I’ve gone public with it……
I’ll tell you how it came about. I was trying to explain to one of my
many sisters how I had plans to get some loving that night but there were too many ears around (read: parents) so I casually said, “Yeah so have you heard of that smackdown place? That’s what’s going down in an hour”. SMACK. DOWN. As in, get in, push in, SMACK THAT SHIT DOWN, pull out (or not), get out, go home, sleep. In that order.
I’m talking about booty calls (as per someone’s request).
Let me pause here for a second to break down MY definition of what’s what:
A booty call usually involves someone you barely know (or met online or through a friend) who agrees to give you the good good whenever you choose.
A friend with benefits is someone you’ve known for a while and have probably been attracted to and down the line somewhere in your friendship you decided they were going to get it.
A fuck friend is similar to a booty call in that it started as a booty call but then
someone caught feelings and decided to ask for booty more regularly you became friends. Oh. That’s possible? You bet your fine booty it’s possible!!!
BUT THERE ARE RULES.
As in everything in life, there are rules to the game.
Rule # 1. No one is allowed to catch feelings. I mean it. If it’s a true booty call you’re not allowed to have any warm feelings for that person whatsoever. No caring. No sharing. No wondering how they’ll be getting home after you rode that shit out of style. No showering together, no laying together, no cooing, no pet names. Except for maybe “Daddy” or “Mami”. That’s it. Yeah, so that was 8 rules but this is my blog and I’ll do whatever I want.
Rule # 9. You almost always make yourself readily available for said booty call. No ifs, ands or buts. It’s all about reciprocation here right? ‘Cause you and I both know that feeling when your lover of choice isn’t available RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW. Be nice. And be available.
Rule # 10. Be prepared for “We can’t do this anymore”. Maybe in our little fantasy world where the damn pipe fits perfectly into the moistness and you believe you’re meant to be this way forever and ever until eternity, but when you shake that dream from your head, reality should set in with, “It really is just sex”.
Ok enough with these rules because as I’m typing keys at a vicious lightening speed because
I love booty calls I have so much to write about here, I’m thinking about other scenarios. And here, the soft, emotional Mizz LL takes over.
This goes against the first and most important rule ever in all history of booty calls and I’m being hypocritical in saying this but……
Booty calls can turn into somewhat real relationships. Fuck friends can become soulmates. Friends with benefits can become the father/mother of your children.
I’m leaving this open right here. I want your thoughts, comments, backlash, anything you have to say about it ’cause I know you’re dying to add your 2 cents. Let’s talk about sex, shall we?
Gotta run……it’s Friday night and my booty call is waiting…….