We Don't Have Mutual Friends

Oh Facebook

You know, I never have been of fan of MySpace...
It brought trouble to my relationship with El Difunto's jealous ass ("why am I 4 on your top friends?" SERIOUSLY?!!)...
And having random people hit me up trying to get to know me was not my cup of tea. I am not at that point where I need to resort to meeting people on the Internet... on purpose.

::::let me rewind a little::::

I am sitting at home with CRamps and the side effects of the flu shot. I wasn't feeling or looking too hot.

I get a message on Facebook from INTRODUCE King Daddy (one time in Florida he got so drunk he walked around telling girls he was a stripper named King Daddy). King Daddy and I are friends on Face Book but I don't really remember him, and I HAVE TO know him because I do not accept people on FB that I do not know.
His message reads "Hey, how are you doing?"
I respond "Im great at home with cramps and a cold, how are you?"
This turned into a long FB email session when finally we just exchanged numbers and decided to text instead... which then turned into a phone call.

I checked his pictures and nothing... no recollection of where I know him.
We don't have mutual friends.
But we are talking like we've been friends for years on the phone.
I wanted to go out and he wanted to go out so he gathered up his boys and went to a place on the upper west side where they played Spanish music.
I told him I was going and would find someone to go with...

I couldn't find anyone to go with and he had hit me up twice already asking me if I was still going, he was waiting to dance some bachata with me.

I was home bored so I said FUCK IT and told him I was going alone.

I showed up and he seemed wowed at what he saw (I mean I put in a little effort to look extra good). So obviously he hadn't seen me before (we had already confirmed this, neither of us could remember where we know each other from, we went to the same school for a while but never had class together).

I had a BLAST. Him and his friends are funnnnnnnny, and like to dance <- Two automatic thumbs up.
He treated me like a real man treats a lady.
Everything down to my coat check was paid for (with the exception that I bought him a beer but it was the least I could do).
If he went to dance with someone else (he asked if it bothered me at first, I laughed at this) he would come right back to me, we had great conversation.
He caught me sitting down, came over and asked me why was I sitting alone- I told him my feet were tired and he said "we'll take care of that" put my legs on his lap, took my shoes off and started rubbing. This one was worth seeing again.
The rest of the night went off without a hitch.
He dropped me off at home and the next day we spoke on the phone for about 3 hours.
I might have forgotten to mention he is 2 years younger then I am.

This happened last weekend. He is leaving on vacation this Sunday with his parents and requested to see me before he left. The only days he can hang out are Wednesday and Thursday (he goes to school and works). I had invited him out with my and my cousin MILF to a club to see a band on Thursday night and he declined. He said he didn't want to just keep going to clubs with me, he wanted to get to talk to me and we decided Wednesday night after dance class would be it.

WEDNESDAY

Scarf came before class to say hello real quick. Funny guy, and sweet. He is older then I am, I just don't know how old yet.
After class King Daddy arrives looking very nice. I mean he looked nice the day I met him at the club but I was just hanging out after dance class, my hair was in a sloppy bun, and I was in chucks... he was in a nice sweater and loafers. ::Hanging my head::
We went to dinner- and there was not one moment of awkwardness. After dinner we went to walk around the city, we laughed A LOT and kissed a little.
He drove me home- and then talked in the car for about half an hour (he lives about an hour away from me).

And finally, I convinced him to come out with MILF and I muahahahahaaa (I'm full of shit, it didn't take more then a "well, you know where I'll be tomorrow"). Now he just has to convince his friends.