Introducing Body - Pt. 1

I feel like I should share this now because until I meet someone new I know this dude will be one of the focuses of my blog, let's call him Body - because he has a hell of a body, picture a tall dark skin brother no tats with abs like Tyrese Gibson, decent face and a crazy sex game. Anyway Body and I were in an on again off again relationship (if you can even call it that) for the last 5 years, we began dating when I was 18. In the first couple of years we both did our fair share of dirt to each other and honestly I think that is a part of why it lasted so long.

The first year of our relationship I was the one who was trifiling. I was not very experience and suddenly I was getting all this attention from men boys that I didn't know what to do. I wasn't a virgin or a prude but I had only fuck one guy and that was just to get over the whole virginity thing (that's another story for another time). While with Body I would let men boys take me out and buy me things. I would tease them by dancing all provocatively in the club (in my hometown you are fully legal to do everything at 18) and give them the idea they could get more. Honestly it was all a game to me and I was having the time of my life until one day it all got exposed. Usually once it came to the point of them wanting to do anything more than flirt, hug or a double cheek kiss I would cut them off cold turkey because I was with Body and being faithful was extremely important to me even though my image did not portray that.

So like I said one day it all caught up to me. During the summer Body and I had only been together maybe 7-8 months and I got pregnant. We used protection occasionally but recently had started relying on the pull out method more and more often (I was young and stupid don't even question it). I wasn't on the pill or any type of contraceptive, and we had both been tested so I was naive to believe it would never happen to me. I would never have an unplanned pregnancy that kind of thing only happened to hoodrats in my mind. However regardless of my thoughts we had already talk about that subject and I told him I would not be having kids until after I was done school and we seemed to be in agreement. So when I missed my period Body and I were not on speaking terms because of some silly argument we had. At first I didn't even think anything of it because I was irregular back then it was almost normal for me to go 6 weeks without having a period but when it came it came hard for like a week and a half. Anyway back to the story I wanted a reason to talk to Body so I called him and told him what was up -- at this point I didn't think I was pregnant but that reason to talk to him was better than apologizing for whatever our argument was about -- Our conversation went something like this:

Body: Hello... I'm at work, why are you calling?
Me: I'm late...
(long pause or it at least it felt like it)
Body: Did you take a test?
Me: No
Body: So take a test and call me back, *click, hangs up phone*

I remember it felt so so so good to hear his voice it had been almost a month since I had last heard it. Anyway I took a home pregnancy test and it came back positive. I didn't believe it. I took a second test it came back with the same result. I still didn't believe it. The third test was the same. I went to the clinic now nervous because I was so confident that this would not happen to me, I would not get pregnant, but it was hard to ignore three test. Suffice to say the Doctor said the same thing. Anyway I didn't even call Body back right away, while at the clinic I had already scheduled the appointment for the abortion for the next week. Then I went home and cried myself to sleep for the whole weekend.

Body called me 3 days later I told him what it was he didn't even question me. I am sure he heard it in my voice how disappointed I was but he wanted to talk about what we were going to do. I headed over to his house and told him there was nothing to talk about. We had already had the conversation and agreed to have an abortion if it ever happened and I told him I had already scheduled it. He didn't say anything, he tried to console me as I really could not stop crying. We ended up having sex -- if you can call it that I was so tense and it was so uncomfortable, probably the worst sex we ever had.

Now that you have all that background. Throughout the whole process Body was very careful with me, attentive and supportive (made me subconsiously think maybe I should keep it -- ahh No). He picked me up in the morning in a taxi we went to the appointment he sat with me in the waiting room. Right before I went in to get it done asked me if I was sure about this I responded yeah of course.  - - Honestly I don't even remember getting it done, I think I have blocked out that memory. - - When I came out I felt fine, I was a bit emotional but fine. Body was acting weird. He was standoff ish and didn't even look me in the face. I called his name and he ignored me. BUT WAIT WTF happened to the sensitive, supportive man I just spent the last week with??? I was able to leave right away since I wasn't showing any side effects so we left. As soon as we got outside Body just kept walking full on ignoring me and I just could not keep up. I hopped in a taxi and went home. I didn't even bother call him.

Anyway 4 weeks go by and I have yet to hear from him. I go to this party and I get wasted, like almost white girl wasted minus the vomit and bad dancing. I see this guy that I used to let take me out and we get to talking and we kissed, let's call him Felon - because back then he was sweet but now he is a felon (another story for another time). At the time it was just a kiss for me nothing special and I felt guilty because I still wanted Body even though he was missing in action and a complete douche bag for how he was acting towards me. At the same time having someone tell me how much they want me felt good too. 

The next weekend was labour day weekend. I did not care to go out or do anything but there was this huge party going on and I knew that Body would be there. So I went with my sister, dressed to impress, and planned to ignore him the whole time. When I got there best believe I was on point -- nails done, hair done, everything did. Body was there with his crew looking like sex which made it hard for me to ignore him but I was able to do so as Felon was also there so I focus my attention on him to irk Body's nerve and it was obvious that he was bothered. But he didn't do or say anything. Anyway at the end of the night I am not the type to hang around a club. I like to get my people and hop in a taxi right away but I couldn't do this that night as Body decide to finally talk to me. He went on by saying how he was sorry and he missed me and had nerve to asked me what I was doing with Felon blah blah blah. There was no way in fucking hell my business would be exposed in public like that so I told him to call me the next day. He did.

We discussed all of our issues and why he acted the way he act. In short he thought that if I saw how supportive he was I would not go through with the abortion. Apparently he does not believe in them and only agreed to it to avoid the conversation. REAL MATURE? Anyway we got back together after a few weeks not that we ever really broke up. While we were working it out I still let Felon take me out and I never fully disclosed what happened with Felon. Body knew I kissed someone and I left it at that I did not see the need to name names. Plus Body and Felon already had this weird tension. They used to play basketball together and just did not get along. Of course they played it cool when they saw each other. But I didn't want to give Body a reason to really dislike Felon.

Fast forward a few months just before Christmas actually Felon main chick, let's call her Free -- because anyone and I truly mean anyone could take a ride for free (another story for another time) -- told Body about me and Felon not that there was anything to tell but she did find some pictures and made up some stories to go with it. Anyways Free and Body were friends. Well I wouldn't say friends but they knew each other and Body actually had a fling with her best friend (again another story for another time). Joke is though at this point I hadn't talk hung out with Felon for a while we still talked though. Anyway Body did not take it well and the fact that I hung out with other guys that he didn't know about came out so basically it was a messed up situation and we broke up because he could not handle it. Or I should say he chose not to believe I was only using these dudes and not fucking them. We still talked once in a while and we still fucked once in a while but it was no longer a relationship. More like a booty call. I was okay with that for the time being.