Temptations

I found another one!

St. Patty's Day usually is a very interesting time for me. This year was a little different. I stayed at home Friday night for a couple reasons. First, I had a fencing tournament on Saturday morning. Second, I am going through a tough breakup with Labatt Blue as a beer of choice. I had "The Blue" charged with domestic violence after I ended up blowing chunks for three hours after only three 16oz cans. The hangover I understood - the projectile vomiting has to stop.

Saturday was a bit better - I got railed in one event (read more here), and took a nap before going to a private party in Buckhead. There I met some interesting folks - including retirees, my friend's ex-girlfriend, a cute real estate agent who is on Hot or Not, and most importantly a tall pretty Danish girl who bares a striking resemblence to my ex from Indiana.

As I was listening to my friend's ex blather on about her running schedule, my eyes locked on to HotDane's as she strolled into the apartment with her friends. She smiled back brightly as I smiled at her, and ended up talking to some random guy. I didn't want to be anxious, but I didn't want to delay either. As soon as it was appropriate, I got out of the boring conversation I was in, and worked my way across the room, finally meeting HotDane on the balcony. She was still relatively new to the US, but she spoke great English, was relatively intelligent, and friendly. The only thing holding her back was the two kids and the husband at home.

I was a bit shocked when she said she was married. I don't know many married women who wear jeans with a rip just below the left asscheek so you can see its tone and color. Everything in me said this girl was ready to rock and roll - all she needed was someone to help her make music. And for the first time in a long time, I was willing to ignore her ring and do a rendition of "Doin' It Well." Eventually I let her go, and she went home soon after - ostensibly to take care of her children.

I am pretty good about avoiding the whole adultery thing - a) because it is wrong and b) what goes around comes around. But that experience made me wonder, is there a non-celebrity/pornstar woman out there who can make me say fuck it - I will worry about the crazed husband later?