Booty Call...

The thing about selfishness, it is self serving, wanting, the curse of all curses, always desires the prize without promise, it's practice never leads to perfect, selfishness in silk still looks sleazy and no matter how big the bill, it never gives back change. A booty call is a two way street in selfishness, for both the giver and the receiver are in it for themselves, there is no curse without a cause, commitment is the heart beat of promise. This practice in it's self avoids perfection, for while they dare to be together, the call spells go home after. The gain from such a treat is nothing more then a trick and wasted trip, thus the no change back for the expensive lay out in pleasure, only comes back as a remix somewhere else.
     She had left her man for a weekend trip on an island, she was young gifted and black, a diamond shape butt, and breast that spoke woman from three miles away, wrapped in tan beyond dawn and wavy curly hair resting on her shoulders she was hot and knew it. Ole dude was upset, for he knew she had made these plans from way back, but thought she would handle some business before the deal, but time ran up on the both of them before boots could knock and cuddles could collide. Now she was there and he was in bed with nothing but thoughts. By rights, it ain't a booty call if the relationship is more than, however technically it is if the ending is the same.
     Selfishness is a curse sure nuff, and those who think otherwise, need live just a little longer. As the brother lay in his bed thinking what lay on a island somewhere in the dark on a cut in a tent, he made a call to a faithful friend. He woke him up in the middle of the night and demanded him drop what he was doing and bring his boat to a dock some 15 miles away to where he was and 20 plus miles to where the Island was, and wait till his boots were back on his feet and carry him home again. Without hesitation, "I will be right there", was all he heard and another cell phone call was made and "come on over" was all she said. All a good friend needs to know, is that she looks like all that, for a trip at no expense to take place. And right there on that Island, the brother showed that sister why she was created a woman. 
     The trip gave girlfriends something to talk about and the men in the boat had a laugh or two themselves. Back at the dock, salutes and hugs, peace proper was extended, as the boat slipped off in the darkness and ole dude climbed in bed after washing off his joy. We taste now, and enjoy its bounty without regards, because self serving gives us that right. It wasn't three months into their marriage before this beauty found love in the arms of another man, and the friend with the boat laughs with other brothers with scorn over how could he let her get away. What is a prize without promise, and a practice that avoids perfect, when selfishness goes unchecked, it's seeds produce a harvest that is sure to brake bad on all and the trail of woe left behind, will stagger the mind.
     Leaving her husband for a new lover, for a remix, only to have her hopes dashed within 3 months of that, due to a drug habit he had she never saw coming. Her body beautiful, paid the price with such a big bill and got no change back, for she married another only to divorce and become a single parent. No matter how well selfishness dresses the outside, it's sleazy grip on the will, makes shipwreck those it touches, for while it seeks it's prize, commitment was never it's promise.
     If you are willing to be someone's booty call, you are just as selfish as the one seeking to use you as such. Keep in mind, what you sow that is what you shall also reap. This practice with no perfection in mind, may be a game you are familiar with, but life will testify that the cheater is not the one using you, but you yourself. I make no judgement on you, nor can any of us, but a practice in commitment even without the prize is much better in the long run, then all the prizes without it. We all want to be loved, and sex is one of the most beautiful experiences life can afford, however, sex without commitment and respect, may be a booty call. If you can except the curse that comes with that dish, do you and be well, otherwise grow up and put away these childish things and recognize better, and it will come to you soon enough...nj