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Loaning a chick money 9/9/16 - Bye (1 Viewer)

Good call on rapid-fire updates through the build-up. Space the last two updates out by a week or so and the thread becomes a snoozefest.... pacing is excellent :thumbup:

 
Redwes25 said:
They look nice but they are made very poorly.  They used to make very high quality shoes but they haven't done in years a.  While not as bad as Kenneth Cole shoes they are low quality selling on name.    
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WTF seriously?  I just started getting into them and the ones with the Zoom Air bottoms are awesome for more casual suit days. So comfortable. 

 
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Good call on rapid-fire updates through the build-up. Space the last two updates out by a week or so and the thread becomes a snoozefest.... pacing is excellent :thumbup:
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I'm ready for the next one already. Good update but not enough there to generate meaningful comments until the next update.  :shrug:  As evidenced by the fashion fight and 10 people pointing out typos  :thumbdown: . 

The natives are hungry. 

 
I am not even sure of the brand of any of my shoes.  I am not Ron in so many ways. 

I love Ron's saga.  It is awesome reading.  However, for 2 attractive people to hang out for so long without hooking up is so unbelievable.  They have wined, dined, slept in the same place, showered at the same time, etc.  Animals do what animals do. 

Maybe I was too used to women throwing themselves at our hero.  I will just shut up and wait patiently for the next chapter. 

 
Keara and I walk into my condo - Ice, Cuban and two other chicks are gathered around the coffee table (I banged Cuban and the one chick already last winter; same day Ice decided to piss on me in the shower; didn't recognize the other chick).  Ice lifts her head up after a snoot full and yells, "RON MAKE US SOME RUM RUNNER!!!" - the rest are cheering, already in full-on party mode.

Me, "Sure, why not".  I look to Keara, "You want one?" - she says yes.  I go to the kitchen looking around to see if I can throw together rum runners.  This should work; I grab a pitcher fill it with ice, fill the pitcher almost half way with sour mix, then white rum. While double fisted the blackberry brandy and banana liquor to fill almost to the top then finish it off with grenadine. I grabbed another pitcher to pour/mix it up then filled up glasses for everyone.  I even garnished the glasses with an orange and little penis straws left over from a sex toy party one of the girls threw several months back because i'm good like that.  I start walking drinks over, saying my hellos and introducing Keara to everyone. 

Cuban's friend, the chick I smashed already comes up to me, "Thanks Ron, good to see you again".  I'm not sure what she's thanking me for.  Cuban says something in the same manor like, thanks for having us over or whatever.  I'm pretty sure I didn't invite anyone over my house; this is clearly Ice's doing - not sure why they're thanking me.  When I get closer to the coffee table, oh, I guess this is what the thank you's are for.  There's almost a quarter-O pilled on my coffee table.  I look to Ice:

Me: "who bought all this ####?" (white stuff) 

Ice: "You did ####### (as she backhands me package) for leaving me here alone."  "I had to call them over so I didn't go crazy here".

I'm not even going to bother looking in my wallet, I'm pretty sure any money left in there is gone.  Ice's car is in the garage, she could have left any time.  Ice lives alone, she's always alone - this is just Ice bing Ice again.  Keara is mingling a little but still playing pretty close to my proximity.  Ice runs out to meet one of the girls on the balcony to smoke.

Keara: "You do that?" (motioning to the table).

Me: "No, well yes back in college but not now"

Keara: "oh, okay"

Me: "By all means, help yourself if you want.  I'm not going to tell Angie :lol:  "

Keara says no, I start talking to Cuban for a while then I turn around to see Keara and Ice in a face-off on the coffee table.  :rolleyes:

I have no idea what time it is by this point, maybe 3-4am.  Cuban is with me in the kitchen while I'm making them another drink.  Her girlfriend is white girl wasted and starts pulling on my jeans.  Cuban walks into the living room, does a bump then comes back to the kitchen and starts kissing on me (ugh, the smell of that stuff); her girlfriend has my jeans around my ankles at this point blowing me like she's in a race, I had to grab her head and say slow down.  Keara walks into the kitchen with an empty glass, first sees Cuban with her tongue down my throat then sees the other chick blowing me; I just point to the pitcher of rum runners.  She pours a drink and starts to leave, I say "take the pitcher with you".  

Ice, Keara and the other chick are in the living room talking their heads off all geeked up.  I've worked Cuban's panties off at this point and pulled her skirt up; as much as I appreciate a BJ, this isn't doing anything for me so I set Cuban on one of the stools in the kitchen and start plowing her, now completely ignoring the chick that was just blowing me.  Standing awkwardly and not really getting sure footing, I decided to redirect to little miss Speedy BJ and bent her over the stove for some.   I'm drunk at this point; like diamond-cutting-hard-#### drunk.  I sweating drilling this chick for oil when I hear something knocked over glassware on the kitchen counter (didn't break) and look over to see Ice in the kitchen now, spread eagle on a stool with Cuban muff diving her.  Okay, I need to get everyone out of the kitchen.  

I pull out of Speedy BJ, walk over and pick Ice up and carry her to the living room and throw her on the couch.  The girls are laughing; Ice is now presenting herself yelling, "who wants it".  We're all ####'ed up at this point.  Keara just walked in from the balcony from what I guess she was out smoking with the other chick (I didn't know she smoked).  Cuban goes after Ice on the couch, speedy does another line then is back blowing me as I'm standing in the living room, Keara and the other chick are glazed over just taking this all in.  Then the girl who just came off the balcony with Keara starts to walk by me toward the kitchen and I grab her arm, I'm drunk so my best line was "what's up" as I'm getting a BJ.  She looks down, shakes her head and keeps walking. :shrug:  

I switch off a bit with Cuban and Speedy BJ; Ice was kissing on Keara at one point but she wasn't digging the whole scene.  Later, Cuban was riding me in the chair and I finally decided to let one go as she's gripping my ears yelling "#### me".  I'm holding Cuban on top of me, now with semi-soaked inside of her.  Then I hear Ice and Keara yelling at each other about god knows what.  I ignore it until Ice pushed Keara over the side of the couch - that's it, everyone get the #### out.

I left Cuban off of me, tell Ice that she has to get her friends, #### and go.  It's too late (early?) for this, the ####ing sun is starting to come up.  Ice starts getting her stuff together, yelling her standard "#### you Ron" repeatedly and "don't ask me for #### ever again" blah blah blah ( I can't remember ever asking her for anything).   I tell Keara to go into my room and lock the door until I get everyone out.  She goes into my room with the about-to-cry look on her face.  It's a good 30 minutes or so before I get everyone out; funny part was Cuban was so laid back the whole time and even made sure to pick up the left over booger sugar on the table as a parting gift, kissed me and thanked me again while apologizing for her friends.  She has class.

I go get my keys and unlock my bedroom door.  Keara is passed out.  I went to the bathroom, washed up then went to sleep.   The next day, Keara and I are awoken by Angie walking into the bedroom around noon:

Me: (I sit up) "Hey Angie (Keara wakes up with this oh-#### look on her face looking at me but still laying down)

Angie: "Party last night?" (in a snide kind of way)

Me: "Yeah, a party"

Angie stands there for a minute, looking at me then looking at Keara who is not looking back at Angie - Keara is still laying down playing possum.  Angie then walks out of my bedroom, slams the bedroom door, then slams the front door.  I'm not sure WTF has gotten into her.

 
Arizona Ron said:
But that's also why I hired Angie...
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Wife enjoyed open relationship until you had too much fun in her mind and slept with wrong person/people.

Angie enjoyed open relationship until you had too much fun in her mind and slept with the wrong person/people.

Sense a pattern?  I think the great philosopher Christopher Rock said it best, "[female dogs] be crazy."

 
Angie is feeling replaced in multiple ways (job, relationship) and probably feels like she is being pushed out.  Odd thing is, this is a lot of her doing (crazy women).

But overall  :pickle: :towelwave:

 
My assistant walked in to tell me something mid-read.  She may have been telling me that nuclear weapons were on the way.  I didn't catch a word.

 
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xulf said:
Angie is feeling replaced in multiple ways (job, relationship) and probably feels like she is being pushed out.  Odd thing is, this is a lot of her doing (crazy women).

But overall  :pickle: :towelwave:
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Exactly.  Angie is ticked for being left out of everything.  We are at a crossroads in our story.  Will Angie be pulled back in or will Angie and Ron have an epic showdown?  Will Kaera replace Angie?  Will Ron really blow our minds and figure out that Angie and Ron are in love?  We may be looking at the end of Three Racks and need to find a name for the next novel in the series.   

 
Your job/life is just so much more interesting than mine. I took a week off of work and the highlight of my vacation was battling yellow jackets with my 16 yr old son in the back yard.  We've had a few gnats in the office this week that we are trying to figure out where they are coming from.  The power went out for a couple hours in a storm yesterday, but the backup generator kept the network from going down.... One time we had a retirement part for the corporate secretary and one of her old friends drove her car into the ditch at the end of our parking lot.. 

Keep fighting the good fight so all of us old suburbanites can live vicariously through you!   :thumbup:

Then the girl who just came off the balcony with Keara starts to walk by me toward the kitchen and I grab her arm, I'm drunk so my best line was "what's up" as I'm getting a BJ.  She looks down, shakes her head and keeps walking.  :shrug:  
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:lmao:

 
Arizona Ron said:
 Ice starts getting her stuff together, yelling her standard "#### you Ron" repeatedly and "don't ask me for #### ever again" blah blah blah ( I can't remember ever asking her for anything).  
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I seem to recall a couple stories where you needed her vibe and dragged her away from whatever else she was doing.

 
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