On our drive from Pewter Rose to Cosmo Lounge, we both fell in love with the vibe and energy of Charlotte. It is a very "new" city. Bright lights, modern architecture, young professionals.
But I started to detect the country boy in him. It was just little things, and it was cute. So I pointed out that I noticed the "small town," in him. I never realized how "city," I was. For example, a parking garage costing $5 seemed like a steal to me...to him, he wanted to search for street parking. After circling blocks a few times, he concurred that $5 wasn't TOO bad. Oh, and he wore a soft, slightly mesh Alumni collared shirt with Khaki's and shoes that weren't quite bball shoes, but they weren't quite casual either. Kind of like a hybrid between air jordans and doc martins. He got a recommendation to go to Cosmo Lounge; however, the bouncers shined their light on his shoes and denied him entry. To this he was stunned. He was like, "huh, they want me to dress up to party?" I said, it's all good, let's just keep it moving and find a spot where we can have fun and be comfortable. So we walk a few blocks and find The Forum.
The bouncer shines his lights on his shoes, and then motions for us to come closer. After we pass the ropes, eh bouncer says, "yo man, next time your in town just make sure to wear the appropriate shoes." He is taken back, but appreciative that this bouncer wasn't such a douche-bag about the situation. We go in and I kinda am tickled that black dudes are looking at me following him with looks of stupafication on their face. Ehhh, deal with it. The inside was smokey, packed and loud. So we decided to do a walk around and came to the rooftop area.
The rooftop was less mixed (I was a minority), but the crowd was less pretentious, folks were drinking and dancing to the sub-par techno music. We posted up against a railing and just played around dancing. At some point we start giving each other googly eyes, and he started teasing...doing some LL Cool J lick lips, smile, brush his cheek against mine but then look away. The inevitable happened, we kissed...and it was quite heavenly. From that point on, we just kept gazing at each other, dancing, joking, and stealing lil' kisses from each other.
Funny Random: At some point we're standing along, clearly into each other and two couples post up in our vincinity. The guys start up a conversation with us...and one goes on to tell us how he just bought an $8,000 hot tub that can seat at most 16 people. He indicated that the party over the VIP area was with him. We had notice how X-rated this VIP group of people were. We saw girl-on-girl kissing, some girl grinding her crotch area in a couples face. He goes on talking about his hot tub and how when 16 people are in it, no bathing suits are allowed because the detergent in the clothing causes unecessary bubbles. AND THEN HE INVITED US TO COME TO HIS HOT TUB. In case you didn't get all that...we were invited to swing with a group of about 16 people. Sexy Man and I are a bit more tame than that...so we declined. Mind you...these people are 35 and older...the average age was probably 40. RANDOM. Is that how y'all grown folk get down? hehehehe
Nonetheless, we had an absolutely fabulous time.
And I'll conclude by saying that while we didn't horizontal shimmy (or even Bill Clinton's version of it)...we had a lovely evening.
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