Gigi the Velpecula Pt.3
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Posted:Sep 2, 2012 1:12 am
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Gigi was well on her way to finishing me off, she'd been kickin' my ass up one side of the beach and down the other, chess wise! Three games in a damn row!! Never in my life had it taken so long to figure out an opponents stratagem, to 'get inside' her head as it were. I took a moment to figure out,..'how the hell DID I get here??!!'
Two days earlier the plane touched down in St.Croix, or Croix as I called it. Gigi thanked me for being a 'perfect gentleman'. Ye gods! Had she been able to peer my mind! What I thought was odd,..yeah, she was being equally civil with Hal! What you think I'm going to call a guy with halitosis 'Mr.'? I saw no commonality between them, yet, no it wasn't for me to judge. 'She's married' I thought, still I could not stop thinking about that dresss she was rockin'!
Day one I took advantage of every amenity the resort had to offer that pertained to me! The masseuse, hot and wet steam rooms, the whirlpool, the weight room, of course not in that order. Lunch, dinner in my private octagon multilevel tree house,..it was nice. My iPod saved me the trouble of extra cd and dvd weight, not to mention my 'house' came with a docking station for it. I had to decompress alone, rearrange the ever changing puzzle that was my life. Miles Davis and Coltrane were serving up 'Round Midnight', it was the end of the first day, I broke out the 25 year old scotch. I was never one to drink alone, but this time was indeed different, there was no celebration, no congratulations, just had to slow down my thoughts, jazz, and smooth scotch I find helps ease me into 'the process'.
The moon traded with the sun, the water morphed from pearl black to crystal clear azure. I sat there, half bottle empty and yet,... clarity prevailed. Still I needed more, I showered and went to breakfast at the local tourist restaurant to try the local fare, I took the window seat so as to entertain myself as fellow tourist walked by.
I saw them across the room, they were sitting in a booth. Gigi and Hal! She seemed to be having a good time, she waved at me, I waved back,...strange, she kept waving,...hummm. I refused to entertain what was going on with those two. I ordered coffee and perused the menu. I looked up she was still waving! 'The hell' I thought. Breakfast was a light affair, I wanted to workout again, it was shark season, swimming,...not an option at the moment, least not in the ocean. Later, high afternoon, I went to the beach, umbrella, legless chair, blanket, book. Ready, set,...chill!
Being a cautious man my KA-BAR laid half inch beneath the sand, in the event some local decided I'd be his target, I would come 'up' with a resolution to the problem. So, when the sand hit me for a third time, my thought was to at least access the threat to further decide if I needed my sharp pal. I turned and you guessed it,....Gigi. A bold, mischievous, smile,..
"To what do I owe..."
"The pleasure?!" She was right, how could I NOT be pleased? The last time I saw her, she was wearing a ivory white sun dress, with her incessant waving. Now she's standing above me wearing a two piece swim suit, taking 'inventory' as it were. I for my part gave no illusion, I was taking 'inventory' of her as well, matter of fact compared to my usual 'speed', I'm sure there were two lunch breaks in my analysis of this particular breed of woman before me.
"Like what you see mister man?"
"Just a moment,..I just switched over to my 3-D scan!"
"Well, at least you're honest!"
"Well, you asked! Let me ask, do you need me to turn over? You know, in case you don't have 3-D capability!" She smiled that all knowing and acknowledging smile.
"I saw enough on the flight down, you remember that little 'isle dance' on the plane?" My turn to smile, and smile I did. Yet , the logic side of my brain had to ask,..
"Husband not here yet?"
"Maybe tomorrow,.....I,.."
"No need to explain" Relief flowed over her. Still I felt her confidence 'slide'. I changed the subject.
"So, what are you trying to catch in that outfit?"
"Depends on what leaps out of the water." Again there was nothing covert about eyeing here up and down,...slowly. It was a two piece, burnt orange with black trim. I envied the top and bottom of her outfit, covering up, holding back soooooooo much woman!!
"Given what you're wearing, I suspect everything from guppies to barracudas will be breaking down your door!" Again, her smile, accented by a deep red lipstick gloss that only brought out her pearly white teeth.
"Really?! What is your classification?"
"Great Noir"
"What?! I never,..."
"Shark, great black that is. Single minded, moves day/night, water and terrain, we're rare and dying breed. Yet, the few you find,...very much alive! I recognize you as the same species, you just don't travel in deeper waters,...as I do." She went into pensive thought. I was about to offer my spot out of the sun when,...
"How about we go to your room?" Flipping the script on me huh? Now she's looking for MY Pavlovian response!
"Let's say we do, then what?"
"Well you play chess, you 'up' for a game?"
"'Up' for a game,...well put excellent word play." Her smile widened like a shark intent on it's meal.
I opted for a multilevel tree-house with a veranda, it really was to my liking. The master bedroom upstairs, amenities downstairs,..with the moon to lay me to rest with it's glow, the sun to awaken me, with it's rays. Not to mention, had I picked a hotel room, it would've been my luck to wind up adjacent to a couple 'banging' out their familiarity! I did not need that right now, 'not ever!', my thoughts answered. Gigi asked about the bidet, while she used it, I set the game up on the veranda. She had a unusual smile upon her return, then she said,...
"I'm impressed !"
"About?"
"Your toilet seat was down, most men don't know how to do that."
"Raised,...house, NOT, out-house, nor barn!" She allowed herself another unbridled laugh. I figured this would be a quick game, I was right, she kicked my ass inside of one hour!I accepted the loss with grace,..on the outside, on the inside I was in turmoil !
"Bothers you losing to a woman?" She was sneering at me, she did not know me at all.
"It bothers me to lose at anything,...to anyone."
"You can't accept loss to ANYONE??!"
"There are exceptions to every man made rule(s)."
"...and yours would be,...?"
"My , and grand ,...they beat me ALL the time! Especially the girls!" I couldn't help but laugh! When my granddaughter started walking, she climbed up on me, slept on me, woke up, and without missing a beat, in one of the stealthiest moves I've ever seen took a 10 spot out of my pocket, smiled at me and ran off! That's what I call 'accepting a loss'!! " Gigi was in tears laughing at me, I understood, trust me, even I know, I am NOT the type of man you want to trifle with ! Yet, this little girl,...you get my point ! I looked across the table, she was pensive again, a wide grin, but pensive. At that micro moment I felt as if she'd stripped away a part of me, she lulled me into revealing a part of my true identity. No biggie,...she asked me,...
"What about a lover? Can you accept losing to her?"
"Don't have one, the point is moot." The shark returns. I thought about it a moment, it seemed as though in the first game the pieces were showing me, no guiding me to look past them, and subconsciously admire her areolas and nipples that, yes in MY mind were slowly driving me insane! She had no idea her conversation was just as stimulating. Shit ! How do I combat this?! I can't remember the last time I had such fun and exciting conversation, and from one whom I've just met!
I find it stimulating, you can see a woman sometimes weave her web, and yet there's nothing you can do ! I find to be like seeing something in the corner of your eye, you turn to focus, and it's gone, swallowed by the universe. The board was set for round two, and I'm noticing she's taking the lead, in more questions about me. How do I 'combat', the next barrage? Hell, at this point I don't want to mention her husband, and ruin her good time, nor mine.
"So, you're not looking for 'strange', or some new 'experience'?"
"We covered that already, if you're hinting at sex with a guy, I'll just say your eyes fail you." A quizzened look befell her.
"I wasn't,.."
"Not to worry, I just do NOT feel the need to seek that which I have in abundant supply." I heard a suppressed sigh, then a seat adjustment. "You, okay? Can I get you a pillow? Is your chair too 'hard'?" I knew that look, it was one of those, 'that's enough smart ass' looks! I beamed, I sneered, she went on,..
"I did not offend did I?"
"You're fishing, and using the wrong bait, you won't get a Great Noir with minnow."
"Oh I see!" Her eyes twinkled, I saw that look before in her it was when she said,..
"Check!!" Damnit ! The board did not lie, she had me on the run again ! Blocked by a line of pawns, she slid her rook down and,..
"Checkmate!!" I could not help but smile,..
"I win again!" She leaned back and crossed those chocolate legs. The logic side of my brain retreated due to the 'basic instinct' moment I was experiencing ! No, she was not giving me that kind of show, but a man can dream! Let me dream! Oh sorry, back to the scene of this crime,...Now I was being pensive, she REALLY challenging me!! What's worse, I was loving it! She reminded me of 'the little fox' or in latin,....Velpecula
"Quite the Velpecula are you not!" I smiled,.
"The what?!?" Great Noir returned, full logic intact, game on !
"Look it up Mrs.Thang." The queens gambit was underway. I could see she wanted me to explain velpecula, I stayed away from the subject, when she brought it straight to me,...'look it up' continued as my only response.
Victory was in sight, I had to throw her off balance again, just don't look into her eyes, you know what'll happen!
"You know, you really are a velpecula both ways!" I could not allow myself a smile least she figured it was a 'good thing'. She was deep in thought when I said,..
"Check!" Her turn to be in disbelief, if indeed she was shaken, it did not show, she made her move. My knight locked it down.
"Checkmate! I'm back babe!!"
"Calm down mister, I STILL OWN YOU!"
""Scuse' me?! You what me? You almost saw my victory dance !"
"Yeah, I was gonna put a little Marvin on it, and then spike your queen!"
"Boy sit your butt down! I can see your package!" I knew she couldn't, I wasn't excited at all, I was just having fun, but I had to ask,..
"Why you lookin' down there woman?" She smiled a pleasant smile, but said not one word, she just kept on lookin',...
"So, since you 'own' me would you like to dance ?" Her face beamed, I felt her move towards me, I turned, there she was before me,...
"You just won, don't you want to 'go' again?"
"Sure, maybe, I just wanted to give you the chance to 'own' me for a minuet." Her smile had so many variances, but I'll take it!
"What shall we dance to?"
"I have a lot of motown, Isley Brothers, Mary J. Missy Elliot,.."
"YOU have Missy??"
"Guess that means you pass on Duke Ellington, B.B. King, Vivaldi,.."
"Okay I get it!" When danced, I stayed away from love songs, besides it's fun to 'study' another persons moves! I did not want to fall for this married woman. I fought the urge to kiss her, to feel her,...Two hours later I asked,..
"You ready for game five?"
"No! I'm going to bed, you've worn me down!" We did work up a sweat, I do so love workin' up a sweat!
"Huh?"
"Wore me down, NOT wore me out!" Yet another smile, my reply,..
"Yeah! That's right!!" She broke out laughing again, I was infected again!
"Do I need to make an appointment, mister man?" There she goes 'fishing' again !
"No, if I'm not here, I'll bear near, unless, oh yeah I will take up some horseback riding, just give me a call. I would not want you to miss your next loss!"
"Cocky for just ONE win !"
"Yep !"
"Fine, how 'bout high noon?"
"Sounds kinda Gary Cooper-ish, but okay!"
"I had a great time."
"As did I, goodnight Gigi"
Part 4, later this week! }  :-h
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Gigi the Velpecula
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Posted:Aug 26, 2012 1:47 am
Last Updated:Nov 25, 2018 6:14 pm
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I was at home, listening to the Isley Brothers belt out 'Ain't I Been Good to You'.
" One day with you babe, and then you're gone.
After all these years you still treat me wrong,...."
I reclined in the lazy-boy, my thoughts were thousands of miles away, slipping into semi-conscience 'the brothers' continued,...
" so good, so good,...", the organ play was soothing the words had meaning, the phone ringing did not jostle me at all, yet it would not stop. What's with the damn voicemail?! My minds eye had me in a hammock, she was walking towards me, I peered at her slender legs, 'so smooth' I thought, the white sand contrast against her dew clad body,..damn phone was relentless! I rose to answer, as I did, the vision burst like a thought bubble!
"Who's callin' me at 2 in the mourning? Why hadn't the voicemail intercepted this,....interceptor??" Losing my 'buzz', drearily, I picked up the receiver,..
"Hello?"
"Hello!! Hi, how are you!?" Telemarketer, no too early, not a family member, sounds fami,..
"I said, how are you??!" ......Gigi, it was Gigi
"Hey Gigi, hiya, howdy!!"
"Well for a moment I thought I had the wrong number!"
"No such luck, what's up with the late night call?"
"Well since I was in your town,..."
"What!?? You're here in Chicago??"
"Yes!! As I was about to say,..."
" How long,....I mean when did you get here? How long will you be here?" The 'brothers' had move on to sensuality,..
"..and though the night, the touch of love will be, forever strong and forever sweet" she answered,..
"I just got settled in my hotel,..I'll be here three weeks maybe more, you up for a 'game'? We never did settle who was the best! Your 'move' mister!!" Ahhh, Gigi, or as I called her Velpecula.
I had not seen her in over a year, not her from her in over nine months. The bubble came back, it was her legs, her waistline, her breast,,and her smile I saw while I laid in that mental hammock. She had every right to smile, she had beaten me three damn games of chess,...in a row! I was fine with it though, some people who 'know' me would've thought otherwise. Sure I roared back, but she tied it up again, and I must admit although I won the last game, to tie it up again, my method at the win was shall we say unorthodox to say the least,...but SHE started it!!
"Hello??!! You still there? If not put Ti on the phone, since HE helped you win that last match!!"
"Huh, what??! No, I'm here besides Ti, ain't here now he's on vacation"
" I've grown to love that nickname you gave me,.."
"You earned it!!"
"Anyway, no other woman I know has it. Now are we on for the final game or no?"
"Okay Velpecula, final game it is."
"Well mister man it's YOUR city,...where shall we meet?"
"It depends, you want to get right to it, or would like the tallest drink in town??"
"It will NOT be that easy Tiberius, MY skills will not be diminished by libations!!" A snicker and humph under toned sigh I heard.
"Ahhh, no. I said nothing about alcohol, I'm thinking latte or cappuccino in a very tall building"
"Sounds good to me,..when?"
"Tomorrow after work, say eight?"
"Where will we go?"
" Lavazza Espression café"
"Where is that?"
"My city, remember? Like the group, the Staple Singers,..'I'll take you there"!! It was forty-five after two we spoke til seven, laughing about our time in St. Croix....
Part 2, later this week,..
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Singled Out...
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Posted:Aug 12, 2012 9:18 pm
Last Updated:Sep 25, 2012 3:39 pm
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The last couple of days I've been speaking with an old friend, not friend the casual sense of the word, the kind of person who'd come to my aide without hesitation. In short, no sex between us we just 'click' like that, the kind of friend that you know you have to think before you answer. It went like this:
Her - Cuz what's up?
Me - Same ole,...
Her - You find 'her' yet? Straight to the point, always.
Me - No, nothing on the horizon doth I see.
Her - What'sup man! All the women you run into??
Me - You know my 'deal', it's gotta be special, it's gotta be real. Without that...
Her - Yeah I know, but let me ask you what you ask,..."How's that workin' out for ya?" Like I said with this friend I have to think before I speak, so I did,...
Me - Well, consider how it has been when it was just fuckin' and nothing special, that was a nightmare! Besides you know the family you know how we all grew up, most of all, you know me.
Her - Things have changed Cuz, it's ALL not what it was.
Me - All things considered it's statu quo, when we were in school, everyone wore designer jeans, I wore chinos,...
Her - So now we're in the world now! If fuckin' makes you happy...
Me - You know it does! I know how this sounds, but there's an argument for making love, and the points between fuckin' and making love!
Her - You STILL on that!!
Me - I will ALWAYS be on THAT!! The fact is I'm happy when I'm on THAT, hard as it is to believe I feel stronger,..on THAT, I'm calmer on THAT....
Her - I know your thoughts on it,...I mean 'that', but look at where you are.
Me - Where I am? Let's see I owe no debt, I don't worry about a woman cheating on me while I'm on the road. ALL my are situated, my credit rating is back on track, I STILL have the stamina of a young bull!! My biggest problem is figuring out how big I want the fireplace, master bedroom, and kitchen will be!!
Her - So why don't you settle on a woman?
Me - Simply put,...I find jaded women, vengeful women, undecided women, and that's just the one's who're single, you know I never..
Her - Cross the married/attached line, I know,..damn dude, it's been a long time for you boy!
Me - Does not matter, some things are worth the wait. So, I wait.
Her - Well you know I gotta check up on you, you know you ARE my homeboy!
Me - Yeah, as well you know out of the 68 people on my FB account, I list one as best friend, if it ever changes, then call..Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaa!!!
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