It's Always The Smaller Things That Count The Most
I'm starting to look hot like toast and men start to flock. I'm not boasting; I'm living it. Yes sure men have been interested before but I don't think I ever got honked at, whistled at or been ogled at like now. Married men are declaring their love and a small part of me is flattered and a big part is thinking what a hypocrite people really are. Is it only St. Maarten men or is this a cross-country phenomena? Y'all let me know but in my current experience men only seem to be able to talk about sex. The stalker from the nightclub tried to impress me by telling me that he works for the government on the french side and he can get me out of any trouble I find myself in. Then he proceeds to inform me that as he is the one who hooked up all the lightning in the club, he has the privilege of coming in for free. Wowww impressive! not! I didn't do manual work and I still get in for free. You would think that would be it. Nope, after that he told me that he admires my ...