DOLCE
Smart to be Sneaky
It's smart to be sneaky, but if you're not careful you can get caught. My relationship with this boy was just that.
Meet JP: 22, kind of a jock, good sense of humor, and extremely good-looking.
I met him playing Thumper at my friend Rich's going-away party. Since I had to waitress that night, I was late to the party and agreed to DD. I never met JP before but he went to the same Naval University as my friend Rich. After the game JP asked me for a ride back to a friends house, where he was staying that night. His friends weren't ready to leave but it was around the corner so I agreed to make the trip. As I pulled up to the house he convinced me that only a good DD would walk him to the door.
Not thinking anything of it I walked him to the front door, which led to me going inside, which then resulted in a hot make-out sesh on his friends couch. Wait, what?! It all hit me mid-kiss. I don't know if it was my looks, my moves in Thumper, or the smell of bbq sauce (from working that night) that made him so attracted to me. After convincing him that I had to get back to the party I gave him my number and left.
We started to hang out a lot, but summer came to an end and he headed back to school. Conveniently for us, his Naval University was located right outside of NYC and he convinced Gabanna and myself to pay him a visit.
That night.
We took JP up on his offer and decided to meet up in NYC one night. Gabanna and I headed in extra early to meet up with old friends and pregame. We wound up at a sports bar so I could watch the football game and enjoy $5 pitchers of beer. JP eventually showed up with his sailor friends Jeremy, Bear, and Matty. After the football game ended we hopped into JP's car and drove over to another bar to dance.
After an hour of being at the second bar I made my way through the crowd and bumped into a familiar face.
"Oh shit."
"Oh my god! Dolce!"
"Tim! Is that you?"
Meet Tim. (You'll hear more about him another time.) 25, lived in Queens, was a blind date.
I was shocked that he was there (when do you ever run into someone in the city?). Gabanna was so baffled that she didn't believe it was him and insisted to check his ID to confirm. It was him.
JP came over to us and pulled Gabanna aside to ask her who I was talking to and if he had anything to worry about. She's a damn good liar.
"Oh no! That's her friend Chris from High School! Don't worry about it!"
Gabanna winked at me and mouthed "I got this" as she grabbed JP by the arm and headed to the lower level of the bar. What are best friends for?
Tim bought me a drink and insisted we dance. Knowing I had a boy on each floor I kept excusing myself to use "the bathroom" every 10 minutes to go back and forth. About an hour into my scheme Tim made his move and kissed me. I got caught up in the moment and when I opened my eyes I saw Jeremy and Bear walking my way.
"I'll be right back!"
"Wait! You just got back from the bathroom!"
"Broke the seal!"
I ducked under the crowd, ran downstairs, and told Gabanna code red. Luckily JP's friends didn't see a thing.
The night came to an end and we decided to head back to the boys school. Thinking I'd sit shot-gun on the way home turned into me and Gabanna laying face down in the trunk under blankets. Technically they weren't allowed to have guests and had to smuggle us in. As we arrived on campus I noticed my phone was blowing up from army boy Seth ("slap story"). I snuck off by myself to call him and told the guys I'd be right back. Meanwhile, Gabanna thought it would be a good idea to go on a Hitler rampage and wake up all the freshman by screaming "get in formation!" My phonecall quickly got interrupted by Gabanna charging at me screaming "GO GO GO!" Somehow we safely made it back to the boys dorm without getting caught. I threw on JP's oversized t-shirt and crawled into bed.
It's smart to be sneaky, but if you're not careful you can get caught. My relationship with this boy was just that.
Meet JP: 22, kind of a jock, good sense of humor, and extremely good-looking.
I met him playing Thumper at my friend Rich's going-away party. Since I had to waitress that night, I was late to the party and agreed to DD. I never met JP before but he went to the same Naval University as my friend Rich. After the game JP asked me for a ride back to a friends house, where he was staying that night. His friends weren't ready to leave but it was around the corner so I agreed to make the trip. As I pulled up to the house he convinced me that only a good DD would walk him to the door.
Not thinking anything of it I walked him to the front door, which led to me going inside, which then resulted in a hot make-out sesh on his friends couch. Wait, what?! It all hit me mid-kiss. I don't know if it was my looks, my moves in Thumper, or the smell of bbq sauce (from working that night) that made him so attracted to me. After convincing him that I had to get back to the party I gave him my number and left.
We started to hang out a lot, but summer came to an end and he headed back to school. Conveniently for us, his Naval University was located right outside of NYC and he convinced Gabanna and myself to pay him a visit.
That night.
We took JP up on his offer and decided to meet up in NYC one night. Gabanna and I headed in extra early to meet up with old friends and pregame. We wound up at a sports bar so I could watch the football game and enjoy $5 pitchers of beer. JP eventually showed up with his sailor friends Jeremy, Bear, and Matty. After the football game ended we hopped into JP's car and drove over to another bar to dance.
After an hour of being at the second bar I made my way through the crowd and bumped into a familiar face.
"Oh shit."
"Oh my god! Dolce!"
"Tim! Is that you?"
Meet Tim. (You'll hear more about him another time.) 25, lived in Queens, was a blind date.
I was shocked that he was there (when do you ever run into someone in the city?). Gabanna was so baffled that she didn't believe it was him and insisted to check his ID to confirm. It was him.
JP came over to us and pulled Gabanna aside to ask her who I was talking to and if he had anything to worry about. She's a damn good liar.
"Oh no! That's her friend Chris from High School! Don't worry about it!"
Gabanna winked at me and mouthed "I got this" as she grabbed JP by the arm and headed to the lower level of the bar. What are best friends for?
Tim bought me a drink and insisted we dance. Knowing I had a boy on each floor I kept excusing myself to use "the bathroom" every 10 minutes to go back and forth. About an hour into my scheme Tim made his move and kissed me. I got caught up in the moment and when I opened my eyes I saw Jeremy and Bear walking my way.
"I'll be right back!"
"Wait! You just got back from the bathroom!"
"Broke the seal!"
I ducked under the crowd, ran downstairs, and told Gabanna code red. Luckily JP's friends didn't see a thing.
The night came to an end and we decided to head back to the boys school. Thinking I'd sit shot-gun on the way home turned into me and Gabanna laying face down in the trunk under blankets. Technically they weren't allowed to have guests and had to smuggle us in. As we arrived on campus I noticed my phone was blowing up from army boy Seth ("slap story"). I snuck off by myself to call him and told the guys I'd be right back. Meanwhile, Gabanna thought it would be a good idea to go on a Hitler rampage and wake up all the freshman by screaming "get in formation!" My phonecall quickly got interrupted by Gabanna charging at me screaming "GO GO GO!" Somehow we safely made it back to the boys dorm without getting caught. I threw on JP's oversized t-shirt and crawled into bed.
The morning after.
I woke up uncomfortable and realized that I had spent the night using JP's arm as my pillow. Gabanna was in the bed across from me and gave me the
"let's get the hell out of here" look. I looked out the window and
realized damn, we're on an island.
Matty came into the room and saw me in my over-sized shirt.
"You're wearing my shirt!"
"No, this is JP's shirt. Why would this be yours?"
"Because this is my room."
"No this is JP's room...he has surfboard--"
BEEP BEEP BEEP!!
The fire alarm. Gabanna and I started to freak out knowing we were screwed. We quickly grabbed our bags and bolted out of the room. As we ran down the staircase Matty screamed, "Hey! I want my shirt back!"
We ran out the side door only to find about 50 guys dressed in uniform staring at us. Let me remind you that I was wearing an over-sized t-shirt, huge sunglasses (to hide my identity), and my hair looked like Mufasa's mane from the Lion King.
Worst walk of shame ever.
Moral of the story:
- Don't get sloppy.
- Don't get smuggled into dorms.
- You can only have multiple guys with multiple floors.
- Always have a buddy system. You don't want to get stuck on an island alone.
Matty came into the room and saw me in my over-sized shirt.
"You're wearing my shirt!"
"No, this is JP's shirt. Why would this be yours?"
"Because this is my room."
"No this is JP's room...he has surfboard--"
BEEP BEEP BEEP!!
The fire alarm. Gabanna and I started to freak out knowing we were screwed. We quickly grabbed our bags and bolted out of the room. As we ran down the staircase Matty screamed, "Hey! I want my shirt back!"
We ran out the side door only to find about 50 guys dressed in uniform staring at us. Let me remind you that I was wearing an over-sized t-shirt, huge sunglasses (to hide my identity), and my hair looked like Mufasa's mane from the Lion King.
Worst walk of shame ever.
Moral of the story:
- Don't get sloppy.
- Don't get smuggled into dorms.
- You can only have multiple guys with multiple floors.
- Always have a buddy system. You don't want to get stuck on an island alone.
