part 3 of de beanz

So at this point I realize that relocatedbostonboo is very distant physically and has been such for the entire time I have known her. SO as we sit on the bench I made sure to sit right in the middle of the seat. She sits on the edge. At this point, im realizing this is gonna be a losing battle for me. I’m really gotten into understanding body language and such lately. She is mad bashful at points and ‘rowdy mouthed’ at others. We are having a dope conversation anyway. We were making fun of the drunk looking Asian dude who walked by in an extremely absurd designed/color shirt. Then we talked about the Gsus people and the literature they passed along to her. I gave her a stern lecture on why u must actively ignore the Gsus people. I also told her she must learn to ignore random fools in the street if she is ever gonna make it in the big city. She kept turning as we walked to check the well being of a random roller blading fool with no protective gear.

She also chatted up the Gsus people for way too long as we strolled by them dudes.
Now as we sat, I started to notice the ease the conversation flowed with. I was pretty at ease. Just sittin and chillin, which is more than fine with me. Many of you that know me know how tough it is for me to have a halfway decent conversation with a young lady without wanting to toss her overboard. We spoke about my penchant for Dawson’s Creek in my late teenaged years.
Later we eavesdropped on an ebony and ivoryish looking couple (shit it was night and about 200 feet away). They were getting it poppin on an adjacent bench. At some point during the eavesdropping she asked me ‘if I ever had sex in public?’ before I could think of a witty response I said, ‘noooooooo?’ I have roughly 34 alternate responses to that question if I am ever asked it again. Seriously. As quickly as that question came out of nowhere it left because a wheel chair dude came by(mad slowly, like he was working for the feds) and picked up some trash from a bench to our left.
Later, we got into a way too deep conversation about Islam and our experiences with Islam. I had to cut that short though, because serious conversations on the weekends annoy me. We sat and spoke for probably close to two hours next to Frog Pond. After the Shakespeare people left we bounced soon after that. We walked to the Tookie station on Park Street and for some reason (no credit card usage?) we left that station. We walked to another station about 5, 6 blocks away. No credit card Usage there either I guess cuz we left there too. Finally we end up back at the original station, South Street. I laugh because it was just an interesting night and in no way was I halfway upset. Although, I just walked an unnecessary 3/4 mile with no titties being pulled out all night.



When we got the back to the crib we watched some playboy bunny thing on TV and an episode of House. Both were ok shows. We joked for a while as she sat in the big ass chair and I sat/laid on the futon, mad far away. She prefaced her sitting on the big ass chair by stating that the futon was very uncomfortable, which it was. SO sad. Anyway I gets dumb sleepy cuz we walked all around the world (the 15 minute walk to the train from the crib, walk thru the park then walk to 3 different Tookie stations and then the 15 minute walk from the Tookie on the way back.) and it was about 1 am. She tells me again that I should not sleep on the futon and I should get the aero bed. I turn and look at her to see if I could read some body language to give me an out into the ‘money room’ but her back was to me. No dice. Sigh
So I takes my ass and gets the aero bed, fills that shit up and went to sleep less than 2 minutes after I laid the fuk down.
She told me she gotta be to work by 11 so I woke up @8 so I could shower and give her a good 90 minute period left over so she could do her girlie thing. So after I got dressed I found Martin’s Runteldat DVD and put that shit on and chilled out as I awaited sleeping beauty’s arrival. I was dying. Martin had me rolling. I for some reason had remembered the flick being sub par. I have no clue why I felt that way. I realized I had fell asleep when I saw her standing asking me if I was ‘reat 2 go?’ I grabbed up my stuff and we headed out. Lik called me as soon as we walked out the building because we were posed to meet up early that evening for some wedding stuff. It was dumb hot that day. I realized relocatedbostonboo was sweatin for the first time ever as we waited for the Tookie. As we rode I whispered lil shit here and there into her ears and thanked her for her diligence. She smiled mad much, again. I got off the Tookie and departed but not before I made a scene (posed with my hands spread apart) as her train pulled off.
Sigh
Off to the Fung Wah station I went….
So sad