“Who Dat; Pt. II”

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‘Lil Kubla, thought I forgot! Unconditionally “Beast”; She’s not about to ask for anything and won’t give a damn who complains regarding her reasoning.  Characteristically “Feline” in persuasion that is.  With no hint of domestication.  As for the phrase “If looks could kill”, in application to her, think extreme!

‘Lil Kubla, married w/children and not satisfied in the least. Amoral?  Hummm, someone who’s aware to the point of having real ethical standards which pre-establish the trait ushering in a sense of self and kind, meaning “Nobody is abandoned” especially those who didn’t have a choice in whether or not they were brought into this world; I’d say very moral.  Hubby?  Here’s where things become tricky.  Considering the majority who may be engrossed in such a situation, divorce would be the logical step, ‘cept.  Un-like Cinderella, ‘Lil Kubla woke up in the middle of her fairytale, noticed the darkness spread through the room and quickly realized, “There were way better places than home”.  Still she didn’t buck her responsibilities and deal with the consequences created by her choices.  Now as far as this being logical…

Logical, the standard belief normally applied under such circumstances to which she saw no upside in having another raise her blood.  Oh yes, divorce and this is what comes.  You previous happy home becomes the domain of your replacement figure.  ‘Lil Kubla’s exact words on this, “Why have some idiot slide in, entice Hubby along with my kids, convincing him to abscond with the treasures of my endeavors only to push my same kids off on the Nanny while they continue writing chapters on the Storybook titled Insanity?”  Like I said, feline is only used to assign behavioral lineage.  She was fully conscious of the life she helped to create and understood the elements effecting the total creation.  And something significant she also presented, Hubby had a pass and she had no inclining towards stopping him from running off with the hired help.  Minnie the Mistress, Peter the Pool man, didn’t matter what his predisposition may have morphed to, she wasn’t about to discriminate.  Just don’t assume she’d accept anything less than what she knew she had comin’.  ‘Lil Kubla wasn’t the One who’d graciously sit back and accept the “structured settlement” designed, modified in the camp of an enemy.

Together once again and we played nice.  Hinted at the possibilities of sexual rendezvous and on the same note recognized the enhancing probabilities those “Hidden Avenues” held if we chose to step down into them.  Main Streets with all the glam/glitter also is the stompin’ grounds for those who wanna be seen, heard and will eventually provide an un-called for critique.  The best offerings usually are found on the Byways making up the side-streets and private roads creating intersecting connectors.  Oh, I’m not naïve and know there will be those who’ll quickly disagree and say the chances for exploiting is better when out along back alleys, but…  I haven’t said or alluded to any alleys.  This conclusion only arises in the mindset of FOLK who really don’t understand the full ramifications of…

Hold up, don’t get ahead of yourself or me and misconstrue, assume because of a desire not to be out there where the world watches your every move means something is loss or lacking.  When functioning outside the illuminations of the bright lights, just being in such a situation allows for a clearer rational when wanting to arrive while being fully capable to grasp the actual complexities of The Goose & Gander.  Yes, what goods for the Goose can go for the Gander too.  Pomp and Pageantry for those not knowin’ is an acquired taste but…  Once dipped into like a Boysenberry twirled in a deep dish of melted chocolate, the blend of those fine nuances which…  Over a brief interlude in time will make up another flavor altogether, okay.  So, understanding this, now you have a preview of thoughts known when One takes themselves out of the equation and ventures off the “regulated” path.

Empathy, sympathy there’s a difference and she wasn’t seeking either.  Inquiries were made to me as to how I dealt with my life.  The conflicts she knew I must’ve had encountered in being who and what I was.  Her quest to gather from another’s life didn’t surprise me. If anything she inspired simply because she wasn’t One to refute who or what she was.

Again, FOLK have an innate tendency to seek a Stamp for acceptance from others under the belief that approval will catapult them into higher social standings. If anything this is the true definition of…  Amoral…

She had options and from my vantage point, exercised them correctly.  She wasn’t desperately driven by the thoughts and motivations of those on the outside.  Her life based on this presentation makes for a difficult reception for those who denies they also have latent desires to walk on the wild side in an attempt to see what has attracted and captivated others who… Lie about why they are there and or compelled to drift; shall I say.

The twinkling lights, the pretty ‘Lil Leopards creating an elaborated exotic décor, gone.  Holiday over but evidence of the preparations leading into another are very evident.  Valentines’ Day must be just around the corner.  Such is life, commercialization of the day.  After our last “Meet and Greet” we know somewhere another confidential file is being accessed and updated with contradictory data because.  Just know that when One is aware of the scripts and constant re-writes re-addressing what is, well.  It’s easy to manipulate the methods defining an individual’s madness basically, F**kin’ up all those who watch from behind the scene.  London use ‘ta be the worlds’ most concentrated point for surveillance.  Now, every city is in The Game of “Hide and Seek”.  Gather, review, quantify and provide to the masses, images of what they say it is to be.  Our rendition of a “Bump and Grind” probably gave them fuel. Pushing them deeper into their madness towards…  Hummm, did they think we were just two over sexed FOLK out to get busy with another each of us hardly knew?  Sounds cynical but only to those who refuse to believe every cell conversation taking place in the world is being recorded.

Bodies entwined, lips about to touch, she whispers and I look off into the distance.  The concentration of air coming outta her mouth rises up and around my nose, morphs back down settlin’ along my cheekbones then.  Drifts back up to my eyelashes, I blink, and the air separates elevating right over my forehead; disappearing into space.  We laugh and silently wished there was one of those underground elevators coming up so we could incorporate it into this performance.  Yes, that’s what ‘cha do when…

“Whoa, you’ve got a gun? You brought a weapon to see me?”  Slipping the 380 into a hidden pocket under the arm of her coat, ‘Lil Kubla smiles and ask.  “Are you a virgin?” Feigning surprise I simply say, “For you, yes”.  Nodding her head she shoots another of her signature stares, moves in closer and…  Now inhales my scent.  She is now referring to me as a liar.  Now I am surprised because I had given her more credit than to say something such as this, but.  My credit was due and when she brought me back up to her speed, I could only smile.  “I don’t care if you do this often in fact, I get you about the virgin thing. Your question I got also and so you know, my gun is for those who think they can get in the way with what’s goin’ on in my life”.

They say after the first “hit” of any drug, somewhere in the psyche’ a compulsion is activated.  The pull begins and you return again and again all in the hopes of experiencing that initial acceleration your first had, but…  The 1st hit is always the best and a return to that extra-sensory satisfaction is not to be had; ever again.  Let me tell you something, this is not so.  When speaking about what goes on on an intimate level between He and She, doesn’t matter that “the seal” had been broken.  When “served” right, it is another first on any given night.  It depends on the consciousness of those involved.

Recently a clinical Psychologist said the number one ingred. to a lasting relationship is making your mate your best friend.  It’s also been circulated opposite sexes cannot be friends because they are wired differently and this difference is like sticking a positive charged pole into a negatively charged receptor.  I respect the academic achievements that comes with any discipline but.  Way too many professionals are merely seeking an additional 15 minutes.  Friends like a good relationship are “Few and Far Between”.  When “pushing” something out and the “absorption” begins with a marked rate of smoothness, friendship has already been established.  The currents match despite the supposedly non-supportive physical designs.  What the Psychologist said as he accepted the accolades on generated by such a brilliant discovery was nothin’ new.

When attracted to another first know that there’s a multitude of factors jumpin’ off which either will make it happen or make it vanish quicker than it started.  Arousal isn’t on the secondary platform but the first.  What determines friends from foe is the luggage carried and on display from any previous encounter.  ‘Lil Kubla like any some-one-body I come across.  Married, single, divorce; not my business.  Life was in rotation way before our lives crossed paths.  When One’s wants to let you in, the door will be opened.  The key to maintaining once inside is. Let them say when.

‘Lil Kubla hated what she had become and definitely didn’t want to maintain a marriage just for the sake of appearances.  Something way more revealing was how she felt about sex. Hubby or somebody else didn’t matter.  She loved the chemically induced enhancements from the beginning, during and after orgasm.  Said the overall clarity pertaining to life increased a thousand times.  Yes, much like when seeking that “first hit” experience.  Hubby as she admitted was probably aware of her late night outings but he was no longer that friend.  Friends with him was a veiled sense of reality she said was “Probably due to some male insecurities going on in him”.

There’s more.  A whole lot more.  Havin’ Game and being Game Tight is different than merely being; “Laced”.  ‘Lil Kubla was laced with a hit of lavender and the sturdiness that comes with good leather, but.  If you hadn’t known about the hidden pistol you’d never know who she was nor what she could…  Represent.  Society, class distinction have created vast differences with little to do with humanity.  What she sought, where she found herself wasn’t by chance.  What goes on between He and She is pretty much the same all over the world. There’s subtle difference but that’s what gives any culture its uniqueness.  Why do you think FOLK of different persuasions are privately attracted to those who don’t look or live like them?  The socially accepted taboos; ain’t stoppin’ a thing.  Turn the lights down low and you’ll see that the ignition had already been engaged.

Someone said they don’t like to compete.  I’m cool on that because it’s when you fail to compete is when you cheat yourself.  Game, once again merely refers to the elements making up life.  Game Tight refers to knowin’ what you know and understanding the flexibility within what you’ve amassed.  Wanna know how to factor this in?  Simply look at those who have and know that there’s another side to all things.  There are those who don’t have and won’t ever have because they won’t accept the basic principles making up; The Game.  As for being Laced refer to having command of what you are, you do and who you intend to do.  Think shoe. Tie ups, Velcro connected, slip-ons, doesn’t matter.  They all have provide the same function.  When the method of design doesn’t conform ain’t a damn thing gonna look right or…  Fit.

This has been “served” by The 22nd G and I’m not leaving you hangin’.  It’s just that I came to engage ‘Lil Kubla.  We have much to catch up on and…  To continue would be to overload circuits, so.  Consider this like viewing a film.  Keep following.

Psssss; Okay, for those who can’t get pass the inclusions referencing “sex”, I reiterate, see this as a film.  Sex is the theme, merely used for the attraction.  Like watching a film where He and She are always in the bedroom, it’s not about the bed or the room.  It’s about the development of the characters portrayed.

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