I have a confession to
I have a confession to make. I have a fetish for women with tattoos. I never really admitted it before, but it's true. Also, I realized that women musicians are sex incarnate. Let me take a few steps back. I met Sam for drinks at my favorite cigar bar in Houston... Downing Street. I like the food at Taco Milagro, so we ate there before going down to the village. We sat through a set of Harry and Eric's gig before going to the fabulous Satellite Lounge for Nashville Pussy. I was drinking and socializing like always when I ran into Ruyter Suys before the show... I hung out with her and talked for about 45 minutes before they went on... she was very cool and laid back. When I saw them on stage, she was a rock goddess that totally dominated the guitar. Between her provocative display of breast, tight leather pants, and her complete domination of the guitar, I was incredibly turned on by the performance. Every day you see guys wailing on stage with guitar solo after guitar solo... but rarely do you see a woman that can hold her own with the best of them. That is so fucking sexy. I could have been a groupie whore tonight... like Dracula and the memorizing stare, her no nonsense heavy guitar mastery was enough to get my pants off... and then some. I'm not gonna lie. I suppose that's their whole gig. I did get to see a kick ass bottle breakin' in the face bar fight tonight. There were a lot of hard core muthafukkas in there this evening that were not to be provoked... someone did and it was on. Pretty entertaining. I was munchie on the way home so we stopped at Whataburger. I always get the same thing: #2, double cheese, Whatasized, Diet Coke (just for the taste of it, of course ;). Anyhoo, I am sleepy. I have work tomorrow after a great day off today. I love that the weekend is only a day away. Really, I love that...
I am sex incarnate AND I’m an objet de fetish! When a girl is on, she’s just mothereffing ON.
Does it matter that I play polka music and my tats are of the ‘Rose-dripping-blood-onto-a-butterfly-holding-a-sword-that’s-impaling-a-heart’ variety?
“I’m on the NIGHT TRAAAAAAIIIIINNNNNN....” teehee.
oh yeah
that guitar thing goes both ways - nothing like a little acoustic action to win me over. i can only play about 6 chords, myself (my genius idea to “teach myself” about a year ago) - not the point. surefire way to get into anyone’s pants - play them a song. heh heh…
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