He kissed my Greek Salad Breath

Pang (OS) and I have been going to a lot of salsa events lately. We are associates of the promoter, through Pangs sorority sister.

One night, at one of these events, I notice this bald short guy with a suit and a nice smile standing and having a conversation with the promoter. I noticed him because I caught him looking at me with a smile.

Pang and I were walking out and Omega came on. I walked right back in and Pang followed.

I started to dance with the promoter and the guy who we will call Salsero made a comment about my dancing. The promoter knew what was going on and spun me into Salseros arms. We had a blast dancing, we exchanged a few words and that was that.

I saw him at a few other events where we began to dance with each other a little more each time.

At one of these events we exchanged numbers.

He is from Curacao. He speaks 4 languages. Spanish (which he speaks very well and learned it from watching TV and decided to take some courses), English, whatever the name of the language in Curacao is (he told me but I forgot), Dutch, and he just took some French courses so he wouldn't count that as a language he speaks just yet. I must say, pretty impressive.

He has been trying to make plans for a while now and I just never let it happen because there is an attraction there. I know this from the flirtation on the dance floor.

Finally I cave but decide that we will go to dance just him and I. We went to a Salsa social. We danced just about every song together, I sweated any water weight off. When it was time for me to go, he stopped my cab and gave me a very sensual closed mouth kiss on the lips.

This happened about two weeks ago.

Today I went to lunch with him to Chocolate by the Bald Man MAX BRENNER.

Conversation at the table was very interesting. We spoke about our work history. We are both currently unemployed. Go figure. He said he has worked the past 4 yrs at a job where he had no life. He worked 7 days a week until 10 at night. He made good money but he had no time for himself. The company he worked for was in financial trouble. He stayed mainly because his best friend worked there and they shared a responsibility. Once they let his friend go he put in his resignation. They didn't want him to leave so they made him a deal where he would stay for a few extra months. He said after that he wasn't going to work for 5 months and was going to enjoy himself, take all sorts of classes he's been wanting to take (salsa and french).

We spoke about our family history. His dad is a magician. He is an only child from that marriage. His dads family is Dutch and his moms side is from Curacao.

We flirted a little.

He paid me many compliments.

Held my hand.

We spoke about the rarity of him dating someone he meets at these Salsa parties because that's his haven, and in case something goes bad he doesn't want negative energy at these events because the same people go to these all the time.

We then walked over to Barnes & Noble where we made out like teenagers with my breath smelling like onions from the Greek Salad I had (he said he didn't mind, I chewed half a pack of stride after). Ok maybe not like teenagers but we made out a few times in public, which is something I usually DON'T DO!

Needless to say... I'm being bad. This will probably not be the last blog you will read about him.