Benji asked to do a one-on-one story and how could I deny him... I spend most my time here giving him a hard time. He's actually very sweet and has become a friend. Comments are welcome but won't be considered part of the story.
There's a lot to do when you're living single far away from home. It's Saturday and I've spent my day paying bills, running errands and working out. Laundry can wait till tomorrow. The urge to get ice cream and watch a movie is overpowering but I promised Amanda we would meet up tonight for drinks. Maybe just a quick one. I take my time in the shower, do my hair & makeup then rummage through the closet for something comfortable yet sexy to wear... just in case. The D twins seem to scream to be let out, another nice benefit from increased chest muscles (150 lbs woohoo!). I take extra care to pack them in (mostly) and slip into my clothes. Earings... check. Jimmy Choo's... definietly. A quick check of my blog and email before I head out. Nothing new.
The club is quiet this time of night, it's after dinner hours but before dance time. The bartender sees me and makes a gesture that suggest "Hi" and "Do you want the usual?" all at the same time. I nod and blow him a kiss. Amanda & I always meet around this time so we can grab one of the lounge sofas before it gets busy. Perfect, there's one open and I make myself comfortable while I wait. The bartender brings my drink over and we make small talk, well sorta. I talk to him while he talks to the twins. It's rude but I'm used to it by now. All the women in my family have ample bosoms, thanks Mom. I smile but not really paying attention. "...looking real firm there Megan...." he goes on and I add a comment here and there. He's cut off as more people come into the bar and heads back to his station
My phone goes off and I see a text from Amanda. Something's come up and she has to bail. Great! I could call other people but I really just want to go home. A quick sigh, take a drink, lay my head back on the sofa and close my eyes. A soft, unsure voice says "Excuse me, are you Meg?" I open my eyes to a red-headed man about my age. Kinda cute but he looks nervous and for some reason knows me. I don't usually snap at people but I'm upset and a bit startled. "What do you want." He looks about ready to run but instead takes a deep breath and spits out "umm, it's Ben, Benji, you know... Benji Dude... from your blog." I see the bartender keeping an eye on me in case I nod him over to play interference but I give him the "all good" sign. I stand up and give him a big hug and ask him to sit down. "It's nice to finally meet you Benji but what are you doing here and more importantly how did you find me".
He starts explaining and I notice he's talking to my face and not the twins, a good sign. "Well Meg, it wasn't that hard with the hints you've dropped on your blog." Hmmm, I didn't think anybody would pick up on those. He's smart which is another good sign. The bartender stops over to ask if he wants a drink. It's obvious he's jealous since there are waitresses here that should be taking care of us. Benji looks at my almost empty glass and asks me if if I am going to have another. "Honestly, I was about ready to leave" I tell him and he waves the bartender away. "Can we go somewhere, I mean, I have something for you, I mea..." he says before I cut him off. "Look Benji, I don't normally do this but you seem like a good guy. I'm heading home, do you wanna come over and talk?" He nods and we get up to leave. I turn to the bartender and stick out my tongue. He launches back with the bird along with a coy smile. Jerk.
Benji follows me in his car and it's a short ride back to my apartment. I'm a little embarrassed with my clothes flung around the place but he doesn't seem to mind. "Sorry about the mess" I tell him as I pick up a few unmentionables. "It's laundry day tomorrow" walking into the bedroom with an armful of clothes. "Can I get you something to drink Benji" I yell. A quick look in the mirror before heading out to my guest. "I'm fine..." he says as I come back and have a seat next to him "... but I have a drink that might interest you." >>