Its 9.00pm on saturday night, this past weekend. My boys and I are getting ready to go out/ cooking dinner. We had decided that we were actually going to cook a rack of ribs we had for a while so we toss them in the oven with the broiler on. 45 minutes later we all had forgot they were in there and my roommate smells smoke. We run to the oven, its on fire. Not a small fire as one would expect but a full on grease and fat and charred ribs fire. I grab the fire extinguisher and douse the flames with half a bottle. Fire extinguisher goes ALL over the apartment, everything is covered in white. Not to mention there was an accompanying smell that was remenicent of burning roadkill feces. Im horrified. We go to Mcdonalds and hit the club.

Its about 1.30 am when we get to mokai (I live in miami and clubs close around 4.30). Within 45 minutes Im working a HB 8, Ill take it. I use a few openers I picked up here then we dance.... She is an absolute freak we start hooking up/touching after 15 min of dancing. I wanted to close in the club but after more drinks and meet my friends etc, etc. its getting late and people are leaving. She tells me she was just legally separated from her husband 6 months ago. I am 20. This is bad, but Im down. I also found out that she had a major career, after I asked if she was in school. Her friends come up and tell her they're leaving, she says shes staying with me. I suggest we go with them, she says they're all on vacation and sharing hotel rooms. She wants to come back to my place. The real problem is I just got my new apt. and I havent moved my furniture in yet, and set the kitchen on fire a few hours earlier. I try to explain that I had a fire and I couldnt bring her back to my place in good conscience. Shes horrified. She leaves at 4 and has to catch a separate cab because her friends left. Opinions/ suggestions. take care

lol dude you thought about it too much.

Key Facts: She wanted to have sex, she was prob on vacation WITH her friends

Conclusion: Doesn't matter if she likes your apartment. You get there, explain it, and take her for the ride of her life. So long as you had your mattress or a couch in your apartment, you should have taken her home.

_________________
Don't think you are, know you are.