Naked Affair

Lala was in my bed half-naked. I was sure everything would gradually come off, but Lala's conscience got the best of her (re: Blue Balls, Part 3). Despite the fact that her bra was off, and we had spent the previous few minutes making out, Lala suddenly decided we could not go any further because she didn't want to cheat on her boyfriend. It was the dumbest thing I'd ever heard. The crime had already been committed. Instead, I politely asked her to leave.

The malicious side of me wanted to let the fellas know what went down in my room. I had the ammunition to blow up her spot on campus. The thought crossed my mind, but I chose to just let it ride. It was my bad for getting down with a first-year student as an upperclassmen, knowing that they were prone to playing those kinds of games. My anger didn't stem from being hung out to dry. I just felt like the whole episode was a game Lala decided to play since I hadn't shown any interest in her prior to that night. Once Lala confirmed my attraction, she decided to bail on me...

I've come to learn that insecure people do that sort of thing. They're attention whores. The extent to which they'll go to get some attention varies based on the level of insecurity. I didn't need to read that in a book. My interaction with Lala and Caramel , and similar stories I've heard from other people, helped me piece that puzzle together. In later years, I discovered the same pattern of behavior in some of my players. At some point, my most insecure players always do something drastic for attention. The only problem is sometimes they go way too far for their fix, and it ultimately leads to some serious drama... 

I had one trustworthy associate, Dre, who I decided to confide in about my night with Lala. Apparently, Dre had found himself in a similar situation with a coed. They met at a club and engaged in some heavy petting on the dance floor. Eventually, Dre took this young woman home believing that things were gonna pop off. According to Dre, his presumed conquest didn't utter a word of resistance until they were both naked in his room. When homegirl decided not to put out for Dre, however, things took a turn for the worst.

Me: What did you do when she told you to stop?
Dre: I told her she wasn't leaving unless something happened.
Me: And?
Dre: She started getting all loud and shit so I told her to leave.
Me: Oh. That's it?
Dre: Nah. I threw the bitch's clothes out the window!
Me: You're joking, right? Haha. You didn't really do that.
Dre: Hell yeh I did. She had to walk outside and get her clothes naked and there were mad people outside.
Me: That's fucked up, man! I can't believe you did that.
Dre: Yup, but I bet you she won't do that shit again!