After all, Los Angeles, CA is a place where stars are born and dreams are fulfilled. Life has never been this awesome and a gracious reward waits ahead. It was a Saturday night and I felt like a million dollars; while accompanied by my lovely bestie the night seemed young and ready for exploration. We hit the Hollywood scene with the greatest promoter, Chris, commanding Hollywood streets. Chris’ talent and experience got a few others and me into Kress Nightclub without a cover and into the VIP entrance. The night was still young and everything seemed normal, except for the occasional flirtatious remarks from the bouncer. After getting over a few seconds of fame I soon had a taste for a dry martini. The night continued well into morning and I was not expecting HIM to show. It seemed as though we were lost in our own little moment while dancing flamingo with our eyes. He and I could not take our eyes away from each other which set the moment off right. He stood in a position in which I noticed and with gentle sex appeal he called me over. I couldn't resist and fell victim to his alluring presence like an absent soul. I did want his warm arms and body wrapped around me and that’s exactly what he gave me. We danced for a few minutes and then I asked to rest my body in his VIP booth, he kindly obliged. He gave me his number and told me he wanted to hang out with me sometime. Usually when a man gives his number instead of receiving the woman's number, it can only mean one thing!?! My bestie and I left Kress to simmer down our glamorous extravaganza. After a push and a pull by my bestie, I finally gave in and texted HIM. This sort of thing is not my kind of groove and I rather not even bother if I have to make the first move. My friend insisted even after we had such a long night and very little sleep. Eventually we ended up at his hotel and to our surprise we had fallen prey. He wanted me to go all the way that night after meeting him briefly and I was completely blown away. I did want him but I didn’t want it to be that night. Eventually the night with HIM grew more uncomfortable and I needed a way out. My bestie’s goofy phone call gave me the opportunity to get the hell out of there and I ran. HE was a “hot” Papito but not enough to make me lose my dignity. In the end I walked away on cloud 9 and if I never hear back from HIM again I know he will be missing out not me. I’m still a hopeless romantic in an even more hopeless city, what shall I do?
Christourdeforce: Chris is an awesome promoter and if you are ever in the Los Angeles area his email is: christourdeforce@gmail.com and his phone number is: (857)540-1312. Contact, Chris, if you're looking for a great promoter and I guarantee he can get you access to some of Hollywood’s premiere night clubs.
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