The Vipress Got Her Groove Back, Y'all!

Hi, Everybody! 

So, I had my meeting with what’s-his-name this afternoon, and I gotta say—I feel a helluva whole lot better than I did!

I arrived at the sandwich shop around 2:30pm this afternoon, where Winston was on his break. Heaven only know why, but I let Winston know the modus operandi behind my visit—I only gave him a little bit of info, and he was able to decipher what was going on. He gave me a big hug and let me know that all I just needed to say the word, and he would be ready to “whoop some candy ass.” I laughed and let Winston know that an ass-whuppin’ was not necessary, but I also told him to watch for my signal; I would brush my right eyebrow with my pinkie.

Well, Ray did show up, and as soon as he saw me, he dropped his head in shame. Most surprising to me, all of the anger, frustration, and rage that I had within me, had all vanished within seconds. I guess I really do have a big heart after all, because I gave Ray a sincere hug and told him to forget what happened in the past on account of all was forgotten and forgiven. I also let him know that I was pissed off beyond all recognition, but in hindsight I became a better woman. I even thanked Ray for reminding me that I am a smart, sensual, sexy sweetheart with confidence, charisma, and curves.

Ray chuckled, then he said, “Well, I’m just grateful that you found it in your heart to forgive me.”

Right then and there, I let him know what was up.

“Don’t get your hopes up too high, Babe,” I said with a wink. “I didn’t forgive you for you—I forgave you for me, because I don’t want the real man of my dreams to pay for your trespasses. Oh, yeah—you proved that you’re really not the one for me; the signs were all there, but I was just so head over heels in stupidity. Nevertheless, the next man will fully appreciate me far more than you.”

Ray was obviously taken aback behind my comments—the stupid ass look on his face proved that fact! Anyway, he bounced back and actually confessed that his Cal State Long Beach classmate Naomi broke his heart, stomped on it, and then shoved it down his throat. Of course, I knew all along that had happened, but I was surprisingly compassionate towards Ray. Heaven knows that I wanted to rub it in just a little bit, but hell—he was already suffering enough.

And this is why I say that I feel a lot better than I did. I guess I do have a big heart after all. And even more so than that, I got my groove back!


Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha