I saw Cherie a week ago Friday. We keep in touch through texting. We talk about my job, and the salon, and her jobs and her son. Just daily connection stuff. So it was Sunday night and I asked her if we had a lunch date in our future this week. She said she would be able to meet me at 3:15 the next day.
I had just come from lunch with Church and we went over to Square 1682 just to sit at the bar and work. We didn’t drink anything because it was the middle of the day. Phicklephilly doesn’t day drink unless he’s out with friends on a Saturday. Plus, girlfriend is on the way and I don’t want anything to affect my hydraulics if you get my meaning.
So I get the text that Cherie has arrived at Suburban Station. I tell her to walk South on 17th street. Cherie my love has a terrible sense of direction. She doesn’t know Philly’s streets because she lives in Pottstown. But if I tell her to go North or East or South or West, she has no idea where she’s going. I take it for granted that you could drop me off anywhere in this city and I could find my way home or to any destination. Even with the incredible technology we all carry around in our pockets, Cherie can’t get it together.
I don’t mind this about her at all, I just feel bad for her getting lost all of the time. But I usually guide her to wherever we’re going to meet. She texts me that she has arrived and I told her to just walk down 17th Street. Within a few minutes she texts “North or South?” I reply, South. She says, “Okay because I just walked to Arch street.”
“That’s North sweetie. Turn around and come South. JFK, Market, Chestnut, to Sansom. That’s where I’ll be.”
Within a few minutes she appears. Church says he has to head out, and I tell him Cherie and I need to go workout together for a couple of hours.
We walk back to the apartment. “What time do you have to leave?”
“I have to catch the 6:05 train.”
“Okay. It’s 3:30 now. That gives us 2 hours until we should walk back to Suburban Station.”
We go straight to the bedroom where I proceed to ravish my lovely girl. She’s delighted and is a willing and very enthusiastic participant. We know our time together is short so we have to make the most of it.
And make the most of it we do. Cherie’s is spectacular as always and I rise to the occasion like the Phoenix.
I love Cherie. She’s like the perfect girl for me. She’s sweet, funny and smart. She doesn’t want anything from me but my love. (I still do stuff for her though) She’s low key and has an agreeable demeanor. She’s fit, and has lovely soft skin.
For a girl with such an insatiable sexual appetite she is surprisingly vanilla in some ways. But I like that. She’s a bisexual nymphomaniac but there are surprisingly some things she has yet to experienced. So that’s where I come in. We’ll slowly move forward and experiment with new things. I know it’ll be good, and maybe even I’ll experience some new things that a jaded old dude has never done.
Looking forward to the adventurous journey with my lovely lady! She’s a beauty.
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