I'm still in kitchen remodeling hell so this has to be quick. I'm having to put 3 coats on the cupboards including the insides. It totally sucks. I need to go buy another gallon of paint.
Thanksgiving was nice. Made even nicer by the fact that we had a guest. We celebrate with my Great Aunt and her family. We have always done this since I was a kid. She lives on a working dairy farm. They have hired a man from Mexico, Xavier, who speaks no English.
I have to tell you that I grew up near two migrant camps. I have always appreciated Mexican men. I have wet dreams about Mexican men. They are just so hot with their dark brown eyes and hair. The way they look at you makes you hot all over.
Back to Xavier. He was invited in to share in our feast since his family is still in Mexico. He isn't very tall, which I can overlook because of his hotness. He has wavy black hair and those searing black eyes.
My mom and my aunt were in the corner giggling about some Mexican guy they went to school with that they both did. It's hard hearing this shit from your elders. Do they think that because I'm 36 I need to hear this?
So my cousin, M, who is almost 30 and I are cracking up at our mothers. Both of us decide that we got this Mexican loving gene from them. So I decide to go into the kitchen, where Xavier is and get some pie. Remember that he speaks no English but he smiles constantly. I have a feeling that he understands everything but is not letting on. So he's smiling at me and making eye contact and my knees are quivering thinking about what I could do to him. My cousin, D, that he works for comes in and gets the point across that it's time to go milk the cows. I can see that Xavier doesn't really want to get up from the table. He finally decides to get up and I can immediately see why he didn't want to get up. He has a huge hard on! I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. I was mesmerized. He was obviously embarrassed as he tried to hide himself.
He went into the mudroom to put on his boots and I followed pretending that I needed to throw something away. He left the door open for me to follow him. I was on my way when my stupid cousin came bouncing back to tell him to hurry up. Story of my life, what could have been. Not that Mr. Sign would have allowed it, but it's fun to dream about.
Back to Alligator Dreams (the paint color). Hopefully I'll be done today.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Fun with Xavier
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Honest to God, I'm dying laughing here. One has to wonder if poor Xavier was thinking you and your cousin, M, were going to double-team him!
LOL...Oh, girl, your stories crack me up sometimes!
There are a lot of Mexican....err...HISPANIC people in Oklahoma (I've learned that just 'cuz they speak Spanish, you can't assume they're Mexican, tho most of them here are) and, I agree, something about that dark hair and those dark eyes...YUM!
That's too funny! Latina men and women are hot. My girlfriend is Latina, and I love those big brown eyes---the dark hair---love love love that!
I hear ya on the Latino luvin'! ;)
very funny signgurl! g - i think you actually posted on the ass-poem incident - check your archives, i'm sure signgurl would appreciate it!
MMMMMM...love yummy honey brown men from south of the border. Or from South America...or....hmmm...any yummy honey browns will do!
Does that make me a racist?
C.
No, really, they have to be Mexican, lol. I don't think I'm racist. I love Mexicans. I also love Italians, that's why I married one!
Hey Signgurl ... I was contacted to do a survey by the cable company last week. Even though I did not want to, I did anyway. It was so long and stupid I almost hung up on them several times. Anyway, my point ... at the end they asked my race and, for some unknow reason, I said hispanic. Unknown that is until now.
Hey baby, I am here anytime you need me ... your friendly tall "hispanic" neighbor (lol)
ai mami!
and Chamorros have a lot of Spanish blood ... not quite Mexican, but I make do ;)
I love Xavier. I also like to lead a rousing game of "chase-the-boner".... here I go.
Hahaha, great stuff. Havne't had that experience since grade school, and being called to the blackboard in mid-daydream. OK, ok, maybe that's not true. OK, ok...so I have a boner now, I admit it. Gotta go to the bathroom and run the water for a while.
Peace out.
Os
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