Snog 3 and 4: Jamaica and Albania

I don't pretend to be insecure but even I was impressed by my game last night.  It was a rare night, I could do no wrong, and I took complete advantage of it.  I mean you have to, what are the odds that you can pull it off or even get the chance to again.  Last night, I was the ultimate opportunist.

I forced myself to go out, I was tired and really didn't want to but I agreed to meet Kevin, a hot Jamaican I met a couple weeks earlier.  I started the night annoyed since every tube line seemed to be closed or delayed, a real pain in the ass considering I had to travel to Stratford.  I had no expectations for the night and had even less of an idea if I was going out for a drink with a new friend or I was on a date.  Another one of Kevin's friends was supposed to meet us (friends: 1, date: 0).  We walked to a small club that used to be a strip club and he paid for my cover and coat check (friends: 1, date: 1).  It was pretty empty but I spotted a hot guy with amazing eyes right after we walked in, I figured what the hell and smiled at him.  While Kevin told me to put my money away and bought me a pint (friends: 1, date: 2), the hottie and I eye fucked each other....all in innocent fun of course.

Once Kevin left to take a phone call, the hottie with sex eyes came over to the bar.  He didn't say anything, we just smiled at each other until Kevin returned.  For the next hour, I was entertained by Sex Eyes and the terrible dancing that had taken over the floor.  Kevin and I didn't have much to say, in our defense it was too loud to talk.  We started taking shots and drinking more pints and slowly moving closer and closer to the dance floor.  I hadn't seen Sex Eyes in a while so I focused on my hot Jamaican.  Kevin had been buying all my drinks all night so I offered to grab us a beer.  I ordered the drinks before I noticed Sex Eyes next to me.  In his thick accent, he told me he thought I was attractive and wanted to take me out.  Although I had no ties to Kevin, no confirmation of a date, I felt like I was cheating or doing something bad...which made it that much more hot.  Sex Eyes asked for my number but since I still don't know it, I told him to write his down.  Sex Eyes aka Beni, wrote his number on a bar tab and slid it across the bar.  At this point I couldn't help smerking as I walked back to Kevin. 

As Kevin and I danced, I could feel Beni staring at me.  I left Kevin to go to the bathroom and before reaching the door Beni grabbed my hand and led me outside.  He continued on about how much he liked me ( I tried to point out that he didn't know me but he wasn't convinced that mattered) and kissed me.  I forced myself to pull away from him and head back outside but not before agreeing to go out with him tuesday.  I knew Kevin had no idea but it seems like he had a feeling because he uped his game.  My Jamaican is incrediably sexy, dancing with him was even hotter than I thought it would be, Johnny Castle has nothing on him.  We danced for hours until Kevin kissed me, which was right on par with his dancing skills.  It was clear that the Jamaican would be amazing in bed but I declined when he asked me to go home with him.  As much as I wanted to, I couldn't.  I don't know if it was the Barrister, Beni, or the beer but I just knew it was all too much for one night.  My answer did not stop things from getting pretty heated on the dance floor, we finally went outside to get some air.  We planned to see each other again on Wednesday and headed back into the bar.  We stopped in the hallway to kiss and before I knew it I was in the Men's Bathroom with him.  Before any judgement is given, I had NO intention of bangin' someone in a bathroom stall, I have some standards!  He pressed me up against the wall and kissed my neck.  It was only a couple of minutes of intense making out before 2 security guards opened the door (I still don't know how they did it) and told us to check into the hotel down the road.  We were escorted to coat check and asked to leave the club.  I have officially been thrown out of my first club in London.  To be honest I wasn't even phased it was past 4am and I didn't need anymore booze or sexy dancing for that matter.

Kevin and I took the bus, he kissed me when he reached his stop and told me how much fun I am.  If he only knew how much fun I had.  After Kevin left, the Barrister called me, apparently my ass had called him earlier.  He wanted to make sure I was ok and knew how to get home.  Despite it being 5am, he stayed on the phone with me until I got home.  I can't help feeling a little bad, not bad enough to be exclusive with him but bad enough to take him to the movies tonight.