Can't Touch This

Yet again, I got my butt tapped at a club. These men are ridiculous. Of course I turned around and yelled, giving him a piece of my mind. But I couldn’t believe he turned to his friend and laughed at me. As a result I got louder, in a very loud club no less. I didn’t want the tear to fall from frustration, but when it did I turned around and I walked away to the bathroom. I refused to let him see me like that or have my make-up run. 

I came back to where he was sitting and wanted to slap the grin off his face. So that’s exactly what I did! He licked his tongue in and out of his mouth to piss me off further (good job). So I grabbed his mouth in my fist and threw his head against the back of the couch, and said “Touch Me Again And I Will Cut Your **** OFF!”

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel like leaving after that. But I walked to the other side of the club and kept dancing, feeling damn good about myself. Afterwards I thought about it, and it wasn’t that he didn’t take me seriously. I embarrassed him in front of his friends and his ego couldn’t handle it. Mission Accomplished.