Sorry it is sooo long….
I am a big basketball fan and every year I go with a couple of my girlfriends to NBA All-star Weekend. It all started when it was held in Oakland 2000, which is pretty close to me. A girlfriend and I decided to drive down to see what was going on and I have been hooked ever since. I go to enjoy all the partying & to see all the beautiful tall men but never buy a ticket to go to the game. Some how I always make it to the game, usually on the arm of some generous tall man…LOL. I love tall men I guess that’s why I am attracted to most basketball players. I guess you can call me a groupie…lol but just a little one. I have had a several intimate relationships with a few ballers, but I never kiss & tell. Maybe in some of my future entries I will share some of those adventures minus the names. I missed this year because I hate cold weather and Colorado’s weather is beyond freezing in February.
But anyway my most memorable All-star Weekend would have to be Atlanta. Well it was by far the craziest. My first experience of Atlanta was, Freak-Nik 1991, my senior year of High School. After that I knew I liked Atlanta. I don’t think I have ever seen so many black people in one place at one time. Now All-star weekend in ATL was similar. The only difference was that it was cold so the you did not see as much ass…lol.
But back to it being being memorable. I saw Jordan play his last All-star game and I had sex in the men’s restroom at a club, after a guy gave me $300 dollars. LOL. Like how I threw that one in….lol. Now let me cover this before anyone gets the wrong idea. I am not a prostitute and before this I would have never even thought about doing it. Do I regret it? Hell Naw…LOL …let me tell y’all about it.
I think it was the Saturday night and we had been in traffic forever trying to get to Peachtree to go to one of the clubs. We finally get there and walking around trying to decide which club to go in. All of them looked like they were crackin’ and all of them had long ass lines. Now I mentioned that it was cold but of course I am trying to get as much male attention as possible, can’t break my record of not going to the games…lol, so I am 3/4 naked and freezing my ass off in the process. I also don’t want to stand in line or pay to get in the club and in the past it has worked for me…so. We got to the front of one of the clubs and ask what the cover is and the bouncer says $75. Now I rarely pay to get in a club and have never paid over $20, so I am like OH HELL NAW! But remember I am naked and freezing so at this point I will pay anything to get inside of anywhere for some heat and a drink.
So me and my girls go get in line. We were in line for about 5-10 minutes when I see several really tall baller-like men walk toward the entrance of the club. Now I am a pretty attractive female, so men usually will look at me. But I am also 3/4 naked here to insure I get looked at in case they don’t notice the pretty face…lol. I make eye contact with a couple of the brothas and I notice one of them saying something as they pass and all of them turn around to look. So after about a minute one of them comes back and grabs my hand, doesn’t say anything to me, just grabs my hand and takes me to the front of the club entrance. Now you know I am not putting up any objections. But when we get past the bouncer I say to the guy I am here with my girls I can’t just leave them out there like that. He looks a little irritated and says well I am getting you in I can’t do shit for them. So I say well can you at least get them to the front of the line they will pay to get in. Ok OK let me say this about my girls, both of them are pretty but both of them are also over weight one more then the other. So I call my friends cell & tell her to come to the front, they pay and they are in the club.
Now my girls are not haters so they don’t try to jump on my action. I follow the group of guys up to the VIP section, the guy is holding my hand the whole way. We sit down he doesn’t introduce himself, but ask me my name. I tell him and finally ask are you going to tell me yours. He kinda smirks and tells me. One of the barmaids brings over enough champagne for everyone in the club and he pours me a glass. We talk a little, but he mainly talks to the other guys. I am looking around to see if I anyone looks familiar. I don’t recognize anyone most of the men were really tall so I figured them to be ballers, but then I see Da Brat. She is dressed like a boy and all of her mannerism are like a young thug. So after about 2 1/2 glasses of Cristal, I am bored and a little tipsy & wondering what my girls are doing so I grab my cell and call one of them. I tell her what I am doing and ask her what the crowd is like. She tells me that it’s cool that they are a lot of fine men so I decide I want to see for myself. I tell the guy I am going to check on my friends and ask him if I want to come back up how can I ? He says give me your phone and calls his phone. I say ok give him a kiss (still thinking about the game) on the cheek and say goodbye to the other guys and go to find my friends.
Now this club is huge so I am walking down this ramp that winds around and I see someone walking up it. As they get closer I can see who it is, Jermaine Dupree and about 3 big buff dudes. When he gets right in front of me I say hi ( noticing how small he is) and he says hi and ask me if I want to go to VIP, I laugh and say I just came from there. He laughs and says ok. I say I might go back so maybe I will see you then. I make it off the ramp & I am trying to find my friends. When I pass the dance floor and about 5 guys ask me to dance but one of them was just a little to fine to say no. So I shake my ass for about 3 songs then continue my search. You are probably thinking why didn’t she call them…the music was too loud.
Finally I find one of my girls and we go to the bar to get a drink. Someone at the bar buys us the drinks but did not try to holla. So I start telling my girl about VIP and my other friend comes up to us. We talk a little about them having to pay to get in the club and of course I feel bad, but what was I suppose to do? We walk around the club and dance a little. One time while we were dancing a guy comes up behind me and dances with me. I am a little beyond tipsy so I give him some ass to rub up on, bend over a little and rub on his dick…you know. When I get tired I start to walk off and the guy grabs my hand. He is like what’s up and pointing to his dick which is obviously hard as hell since my ass has been all up on it….lol. I laugh and walk away and he grabs my hand again. I turn around and without thinking make the hand jester of money. You know rubbing your fingers together. Well he pulls out a wad of money from his pocket and all I see are Franklins. I laugh shake my head and go with my girls. My girl says shit he should have asked me I could have gotten my money back from this club.
So the whole night every time I run into this guy he pulls out his money. The last time I see him he grabs me I say ok. Where? Ok I am drunk too…lol. So he takes my hand and we go to the men restroom. Now like I said I am fucking drunk. We get in the restroom and there are other guys in there and they are all looking like aaawww shit and he is looking like yea Niggas…lol. So we go into a stall which is relatively clean. So I have never done this before so I am like what now…but I hold out my hand like give me my money. He gives me $300 hundred dollars. I ask him if he has a condom and he pulls one out he ask for some head and I say no. I had on a really short skirt that barely covered my ass and a thong. I take off my thong and put them in his pocket and bend over. He then bends down and licks from my clit all the way up my crack. Which actually turns me on…lol. Puts on the condom and starts to fuck me. He was average in size and lasted about 10 minutes. When he is finishes I leave the stall, the guys are still outside the stall, listening. One guy says I’m next and I shake my head and leave the restroom and walk to the lady’s restroom.
In the lady’s room I clean up a little and find my girls. They are like no the fuck you didn’t and I am a little embarrassed but like yes I did..laughing my ass off. I say I need a drink so we go to the bar and I buy shots of Patron for all of us. So we go back to dancing and I see the guy again and he ask me for my number I tell him to give me his. When I go to put his number in my phone I see I have a missed call. So I go back to the restroom and listen to the message and he is asking me where I am and that he wasn’t going to be at the club that much longer. So I call him back and he tells me to come back up to VIP.
I don’t regret what I did..will I do it again it depends on if the situation presents its self. But for everyone calling me a hoe…I can’t say I’m not well that night I guess I was…lol. But to tell you the truth I have given up the pussy for far less in the past so I don’t feel so bad.
I will end this entry here because it is long enough…but I will say that the next day I was sitting court-side on the floor at the game…LOL Can’t wait until Feb. ‘06 in Houston and ‘07 in Vegas…OMG. No telling what will happen there.