Cat and Mouse
Def: The Art of fucking with a man who has fucked with you
Once upon a time there was a boy that Laura liked and then there was that boy’s best friend that Khaliah liked. We’ll call them DL and DK. DL and DK had all the appearances of nice, sweet boys who were living the New York City party life and Laura and Khaliah fell hard and quick. DK turned out to be so full of shit it wasn’t even funny and DL had the same qualities! No wonder they were friends.
DK told Khaliah she was amazing and then never called again.
DL sent lots of text messages and made out with Laura a couple of times but wouldn’t make a committment.[Ed. note: And by commitment, we mean couldn’t even get it together enough to meet for drinks.]
Six months later, DK called Khaliah and invited her to spend a weekend in Brooklyn….not France, not Italy, not even Canada. Brooklyn.
So Laura and Khaliah decided cat and mouse was the best way to handle it (video forthcoming).
Khaliah let DK take her to Brooklyn and she got hers. He got….blue balls.
Khaliah sent DK text messages of the dirtiest kind….and then made other plans.
Khaliah made many, many promises…and then broke them one by one.
Khaliah caught her mouse and instead of killing it quickly, she batted it back and forth, let it get a few feet away and then pounced on it again. Think: Wash. Rinse. Reapeat.
Eventually Khaliah let her mouse go, but it will probably be forever scarred.
So ladies, don’t engage in the game of cat and mouse unless you can completely hold out. Once you give your mouse the goodies, it’s over and you’ll certainly loose a little bit of self respect. The key to a successful game of C+M is to have a certain amount of disgust for your subject. Khaliah was attracted to her subject, thought he was cute enough and a good kisser, but there were moments where she was weak after a few glasses of champagne or a couple of vodka tonics…Actually this is a case where Khaliah should have gotten down on her knees (pun intended) and thanked god for small penises.
