I started thinking about Roxy today. I couldn't help it. I love her and wish she was mine. I had to share the sentiment with her again. I wasn't sure if she would pick up when I called. She has a history of not doing so - "What do you want Jethro?" The voice, the sultry voice. It alone will mesmerize a man - "I just wanted to tell you I love you and am thinking about you. That's all." She doesn't always appreciate my flattery, but sometimes she does. Fortunately, today was one of those days.
"Jethro, you are the sweetest guy I have ever met. I wish I could fold you up and put you in my pocket." Whenever she is in a good mood I lay as much flattery on her as possible - "Roxy, did I mention you are most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I think you are the greatest thing since sliced bread." It's hearing her laugh, that's it, that's the moment I know I have her - "You know what else beautiful. One of these days I am going to make you mine all mine." - "Oh Jethro, I love your optimism so much. Promise me you will never lose it," she then adds - "My friends husband is from Nebraska and he is so polite. He reminds me of you - fat, dumb and goofy."
Most men would not appreciate being called fat, dumb & goofy by the women they love. Not me, I realize it is her way of saying she cares about me. It may be a bit twisted, but I have come to adapt. - "What are you doing for the Super Bowl gorgeous?" She tells me she is going to a bar in downtown San Diego and meeting up with a couple of friends. After wards, she is working a VIP party at one of the hotels downtown - "When are you coming to Las Vegas again? I miss you beautiful." - "Oh Jethro, you are so adorable. I wish I could pinch those chubby cheeks of yours right now," she then adds, "Are all guys from Kansas as adorable as you?" - "No," I tell her with a snicker, "Not even fucking close. I am one of a kind."
I ask her if she knows anything about the Wynn & all the accusations flying around - "I haven't been hanging out at the Wynn in a while. It was a meat market back then. I heard stories, but I never had any problems there. As a matter of fact I found it a pretty good place to do business." I love the straight talk she gives me. It isn't always pleasant. Nonetheless - I do cherish it - "It got crowded at the Wynn for the longest time so my friends and I migrated to Aria. That place makes Wynn look like amateur hour."
"Oh Jethro, I will be out there soon enough. I might look you up. It just depends on how much time I have," is her answer when I ask again for a return date. The only meal Roxy and I have ever shared together is room service - "When you come to town sweet thing I am going to take you to the sushi joint around the corner from me. It is awesome. I know the guy who owns the place and he will not believe his eyes when he sees how beautiful you are. He won't think you're with me. That much is for sure." We chat a little more about the weather and then I begin to press her again for a return date to town - "Like I said earlier Jethro. When I get around to it - I will tell you this sweetie. We aren't going for sushi anytime soon. You know how I feel about being seen in public with you." She then hangs the phone up without saying goodbye.
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