“Girls used to come up to me and say, “My sister loves you.” Now girls come up to me and say, “My mother loves you.”
Lee Mazzilli 1955—

Well…as of Wednesday the 29th…I’m older. I will have you all note that my boyish charm still thrives…oh yes. The problem is it doesn’t save me from all things. I mentioned in my last post the time that I had when I went out to a club. However, there are other things that have been coming up that are starting to annoy me. For instance, the other day I’m on my way to see the old bird and on the bus I see this girl. At first she’s just someone in the corner of my eye. Then I peep the movement of her glancing at me so I check her out. She was cute as hell. Hair not quite to her shoulders, brown skin about my complexion, thin frame. She was a classic beauty. I was trying to be discreet, but someone was blocking my view…then I noticed it. Despite the person blocking the way I could see her ass! Now it wasn’t the-mutant-ass-that-ate-Baltimore big or anything. For her size though, it was…ample. So I’m all cool and what not and as I’m figuring out the approach…something happened. I started to wonder how old she was! Nothing can kill a mood like wondering if I’m lusting after someone who was born in the late 80’s. I started thinking “What if I put on some Sade and she asks who it is?” or if I say “Don’t let the smooth taste fool you”, will the reference be lost? Not to mention if I put some work in on her will she grow attached? Attachment is one thing, but attachment by a young girl is something else. My mind ran through a whole bunch of scenarios and wouldn’t you know it, my stop arrived. As I got up she kind of block my way for a minute and as I looked into her eyes I couldn’t help but wonder what the mistake would be. Getting off without doing anything? What if I initiated it only to find out she was like 18 or something? In all fairness, when I was 18 I was rapping at 31 year old woman…but I was mature. Then I thought what if she’s mature and I’m playing her short? What if she is young and still lives with her mommy and daddy and to quote Sting, “Her brothers gonna kill me and he’s six feet 10″? Well perhaps in that situation he’d be older and at least he’d try to fight…then again he might be around her age and just want to shoot me. Then I start thinking, mayhap I should get a young girl. Just for the hell of it. It could be a thrill for both of us. I mean, I always had a thing for older women, the older I get the less I like that idea though. So why not a young girl. Perhaps one would be less prone to expect an instant settle down? I don’t know people…give me your thoughts. What’s too young for a man of 28? Is my Jimeny Cricket just loud or is my Devil out of the office?