(Continuation of "Rape Kit" and "Sensual Seduction")
I was angry. The whole evening was one big game to Caramel, and I didn't appreciate it. I concluded that her goal the entire time was to get me hot and bothered then walk away. Even though I didn't believe Caramel was drunk (since she had driven to my place just fine), I had no intention of pushing any boundaries. Sensing that I was pissed off, Caramel went on her merry way. Meanwhile, her friend and my boy were having a blast in the bedroom adjacent to mine.
I hit the cancel button after that night. She called me a couple of times, but I didn't take her calls. I was upset with myself for giving her the impression that I'd play the chasing game. Actually, that situation deterred me from putting myself out there again in future years. I resolved that I'd only eat a meal if it were placed squarely in front of me.
A few years after that ridiculous encounter, I bumped into Caramel at a barbershop. She was with some guy. Oddly, Caramel seemed really happy to see me. She gave me a really big hug then we exchanged pleasantries. Although I had no problem talking to her, the situation was somewhat awkward because her guy was in the background looking on. He seemed uncomfortable and she didn't introduce him to me.
As Caramel turned to leave, it seemed like the entire shop followed her ass out the door. She looked mighty fine in her tight blue denim jeans. Just as Caramel walked out of the shop, my barber summoned me to his chair.
Barber: So you know that girl?
Me: Yeh. I know her from way back.
Barber: Oh aiight. My boy been seein her. That girl is a fuckin tease, man.
Me: (laughing) How do you know that?
Barber: She climbed into bed wit my boy wearing a thong and told him not to touch her!
Me: Are you for real? That's some shit!
Barber: Yeh bro. I told him he should've raped her!
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