I am the lizard king ... or as my dear friend budhaboy so beautifully coined "the world is my bitch"

Wow
let me just say this what a fucking great weekend
just finished going over my receipts my accountant is going to have a cow
I thought she was unhappy when I bought a new wardrobe

Lets see there was booze
the bars tabs equaled about seven hundred dollars
I can remember about fourteen shots of tequila this first night
and about twelve the second night, of course
from what my companion relates there was a significant amount of drinking after that
Other party favors lets just say I should be immensely psychic about now

Women
forgive me father, for I have sinned
can we say lust pure divine lust
it was perfect absolutely perfect
for fourteen hours
she was Cinderella and I was prince charming
I don't have the slightest clue what her name was, which only makes it
even more delightful
actually no I have a slight clue
I think it was Jessica or maybe Rebecca
but I couldn't say for sure
she was beautiful
shoulder length brunette hair
eyes the color of blue Listerine
she was a half breed
but definitely got the best of both haves
I met her at a trendy boutique on Robson St
My friend was in the need of a new outfit
to match the knee high leather boots
we had picked out earlier and as I had just dropped
a small dime on new clothes for myself, she had to match
I smiled
she smiled
I was smitten with unbridled lust
she thought I was taken
I spent an hour maybe two
picking out clothes for my friend
having her try them on
walk
turn
stop
adjust
walk back
no don't like it
try the black skirt with that top
She said to my friend
"You are lucky to have a boyfriend who helps you shop"
"oh he isn't my boyfriend, just a friend who has excellent taste"
the telltale skewed glance, I can see the thought roll past behind her eyes
"is he gay?"
I return her gaze
she can see in my eyes that the is not a chance in hell of that
we talk and continue to pick out clothes
I am incredibly picky
too busy, too trashy, too ugly, etc
changing the subject I inquire about clubs and other popular nightspots
we talk and smile
eyes flashing
she rattles off a few places
and actually I have been to them all, but I play the stupid tourist
none sound particularly interesting
"Where would you go tonight"
moving in for the kill
"oh tonight, I am just going to go home, and vegg but I would probably
go to Voda"
this would be criminal
I couldn't allow it..
"that would be a shame"
I joked, cajoled, flirted and pandered
and she agreed
to meet us when she got off work
my friend and I
went down the street
to drink in celebration of the hunt
I ordered four shots of tequila
the waitress looks slightly stunned
but the look on her face
when I turned to my friend
and said
"and what will you have my dear?"
was simply priceless
She ordered a shot for herself
and a designer martini
I thought that sounded good
and one always needs a chaser
so I ordered some purple concoction
very tasty
an hour went by
very quickly
I was eating a Caesar salad
then it became an hour and a half
she was off work at 8pm
its was now
nine-thirty
I was starting to wonder
when she arrived
in an stunning ensemble
black on black
I liked her already
she apologized for being late
I said don't worry about it
We drank
ate lightly
and went dancing

To Be Continued...