I don't think so, mate!

What a strange turn of events with my 2012-man! I must admit I had my suspicions about his reappearance in my life  but I did not expect it to be so soon or so well-played on my part. And by well-played I do not mean hot steamy sex in the bathroom stall. I was finally able to put him in his place and earn some respect back! ... Listen and learn, my dears readers! =}

Having made an extra effort at work that day, I felt rather confident about myself and a woman's confidence is a well-known man-magnet! And as it so happened my confidence did not go unnoticed by my 2012-man. At lunch he followed me to a remote corner of the office and started complimenting my appearance, my smell, my body and even my personality! (WTF??) Lame phrases such as "I just wanna grab you right now and kiss you until exhaustion!" did not go unspoken! What bullshit (!) As a friend once told me: "Men are simple creatures. They see something beautiful and automatically try to have it!" But I was his for five months, where was his lust for the beautiful then? 

And at that precise moment I decided it was my time to play. This time I was going to outsmart  him and instead of blowing him off, I joined the banter. As expected our conversation soon turned from polite chit-chats to hardcore sexual innuendos. Kamasutra images were seeded in his mind and I knew I had him there and then! Soon enough he was able to 'trick' me in inviting him over that night! Score, right? But little did he know I had other plans for our evening. And as I agreed politely to his visit I told him I had to go to the gym first and if he mind staying longer at work so I could have enough time to prepare. And of course, he agreed! After all, three extra hours in the office are a fair price to pay for a booty call, right? ... My plan was set in motion.

I spent most of the afternoon playing out the various scenarios in my head:

A) He would call/text. I would succumb to the temptation. We would end up having sex and I would never hear from him again. Or at least not in the next month or so.

B) He would not call/text. I would feel foolish for pretending to give in so easily. Never hear from him again.

C) He would call/text. I would answer and...

...And hours later I received the call I was waiting for. 

Boy: Halo, halo, halo! 

Me: Hi there.

Boy: What you doing? Done with your gym session?

Me: Just came out of the shower. And yes, I just finished exercising. 

Boy: Nice! I know when to call. So, are we still on for tonight?

Me: Actually NO! Sorry. 

Boy: *silence* WOOOOW! Okay, in this case I am going home.

Me: Sure! See you around.

Boy: You serious?

Me: Yes, why?

Boy: Forget it! Have a good weekend.

Me: Thanks! You too.

And before he could say anything else, I put down the phone.  Ouch...

I felt relieved! I had finally played the player! I mean what did he expect - he tells me a compliment or two at work and I spread my legs for him again? Hmm...I don't think so, mate! I am no ones easy prey. I have moved on with my life and although at times I might miss his touches, I am never going back! I respect myself far too much for that. And now that his ego has been bruised maybe it is time re-think his approach to women...As there is nothing more dangerous than a woman scorned.