Wednesday, April 30, 2008

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Monday, April 7, 2008

Sydney pt. 2... Meeting Brenton...

... holy shit, I'm gonna be late... The Columbian Hotel... 2:30... shit... why am I so nervous... quit being crazy... damnit, I left my camera in the room... can't go back now... alright... turn up the music (i love my ipod).
Rewind... We've been emailing back and forth since I left The States... Brenton told me he had a pole dancing class at 4:00 on Saturday... Could we meet at 2:30 ... we could hang out for a while before his class... perfect...
It's 2:33... I'm at the crosswalk... The Columbian, is just on the other side... I see him standing there... My heart is racing, time seems to slow... Traffic is passing... He's wearing a black tank top, cargo shorts, and looks damn good doing it... He looks at me, not sure if he recognizes me or not, a van passes between us... I see my reflection in the windows... I'm wearing a hat, of course he doesn't recognize me... Time to walk... I start across the street... never taking my eyes off of him... I take my ear buds out of my ears... He sees me, and smiles... Sweet goddess... that smile... We hug... Damn, he feels good... He is a sexy man...
We chat while wondering through The Columbian... decide on coffee instead... head to the coffee shop... place our order and get a table at the door... We talk about everything... Life in Australia... Life in the States... Men (no fear of us competing for the same guys... we have different tastes... LOL)... Mardi Gras... Music (I let him hear a mix of a Kylie song... You'll never get to heaven if you're scared of gettin' high... I told him I would send it to him when I get home)... I listen to him... Damn that accent, those eyes, that smile... If I didn't think I would get arrested or a punch to the face, I would jump him right here... He is so fucking HOT...
We finish coffee, take a walk down Oxford... Hit the music shop, buy a couple of CDs... Damn, its time for his class, He asked if I want to come along... Ummm, let me think... Hell yeah...
We walk in the bar... From here on out, it gets a little jumbled... there is so much going on, I've got visual overload... some of this will be out of order... I meet his instructor (can't remember his name)... James (cute... insane body)... and later Thomas (tall... platinum blond hair... crazy built)... I'm seated at a table... perfect vantage point... Brenton, the instructor,and James, all strip down... Thomas comes in later, and strips down... Holy shit... I think I'm drooling... Brenton has an amazing body (everywhere)... I'm hitting the gym as soon as I get home... OMGoddess... and what they can do on that pole... Defying gravity like that... I'm dumbfounded... at one point James gets on the silks... simply amazing... Brenton asks me if I want to try the pole... LOL... umm no... I'm not that flexible... Thomas is really good, Brenton tells me that this is only his 4th lesson... and just like that its over... I could hang out with him all day... He is a great guy... and looks really good in tighty whiteys... LOL... We say our goodbyes, he walks me out... Brenton told me to take a walk down to Sydney Harbour, have a drink with all the boys... and that is exactly what I do... I hug his neck... Did I mention he feels really good... ;)
It rained pretty much the rest of my stay in Sydney... I didn't care.. It was an amazing adventure... I can't wait to go back... Maybe next time I'll be there for Mardi Gras... Who knows where I'll end up next...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking... Love From Atlanta