Is this how it is "done" now?

It's been a looooooong time since I was single.

Nine years, in fact.

Dude. *blink*

I was talking to "Muscles" last week (if you're new to my site, he's a body builder that I work with who flirts mercilously with me), and he mentioned his "B.C.P.".

Huh? B.C.P.?

I should have known better than to ask. Heh

In "Muscles" speak, B.C.P. means his BOOTY CALL PHONE.

The man carries TWO cell phones. He calls me on the "friend line" (Is that a compliment? I'm not sure! LOL). The other phone is reserved for any chick he wants to fuck. And THAT is the one he leaves on 24/7.

Mmmmmmkay.

So, of course, I had to ask.... Who the heck does he give that number to?

Well Flowers...... When he is on the ball (there's a pervy joke in there somewhere), he is pretty good at figuring out on the spot who gets what number. Unfortunately for him, he gets his wires crossed occasionally. Though he shaves his head, the man is still a "blonde". ;)

So. Back to who gets what number.

He has two sets of "business cards". One set has the B.C.P. number and one set has the friends/family number, which is the one I have. (It has a motorcycle on it. hehehee) As I mentioned, he typically keeps straight (another joke in there too, I'm sure) who gets the card with the B.C.P. line, and who gets the card with his "real" phone number.

He says the best part about having a B.C.P. number is, he is not always totally sure who the chick is making the Booty Call. He hands out these cards to anyone he wants to see nekkid. I believe "unwrapping a Christmas present" was mentioned.

So, I HAD to ask......were you ever surprised in a BAD way.

Oh man. *giggling* I was not prepared for THIS answer.

Last week, he got a call on the B.C.P.. He couldn't remember the chick, but he liked her voice, and they had a very sexy conversation. He decided to go for it.

Before I go further with this, keep in mind, he is almost 6'3", and a body builder.

Ok.

So, he goes to the chick's house, and knocks on the door. He's got a perpetual hard on, so he is already visibly "excited". The door opens and he doesn't see anyone for a split second, but he hears that sexy voice say "Is that for me?". Then, he says, in some weird sort of slow motion, he feels hands on his cock. He looks down and.....

She's a midget.

Turns out this was a friend of a friend, and he slipped her the wrong card.

So.....my next question was, of course.....did you or didn't you????????

Oh he sure as hell did!

One thing worth noting, and I believe this is a direct quote, spoken in a very pouty voice:

"It wasn't tight.".

That's my Muscles. He never disappoints.

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Still on bloggie vacay for now. I heart you, my pretty Flowers....