Your dog is adorable.
A voice off to the side of me said. I gave a glance her direction, a pretty blond holding the hand of a little boy in her hand. I gave a nod and then she asked if her son could pet him. I gave a glance downwards to my anxious Great dane mix who was eager to get walking. I shrugged my shoulders lightly, ”Nah he doesn't bite. He's just been cooped up all day.” Polietly she ducked her head and said they wouldn't take long and then asked his name. ”Hamlet. He's Great Dane and some sort of hound.” She commented on how again on how cute he was and he was beautiful and I just grinned as her son touched Hamlet's back. He stood there, allowing the boy to get a few good pats and then started his pacing. The woman grabbed her son and they stepped back stating their thanks and I nodded, pulling my sunglasses down from my head and onto the bridge of my nose to hide my greenish blue eyes. A grin crossed my features giving her one last look back before continuing on with our walk. I swear, sometimes, dogs were like kids. A girl sees them, especially if their dog lovers, and simply have to talk to you. Ah but that girl back there had a son and I wasn't looking for anything other then to just hang around. Because lets face it, I'm young and to me, sex is just sex. To women in order to get in their pants they think its part of a relationship. Though I admit, I wasn't looking and window shopping today. Since the thing with Juno, I was flying solo and keeping it clean. She used me thats for sure but in a way, I didn't really mind. I got what I wanted out of it even if she did tug on my emotions a bit. I held firmly onto the black leash in my head, he strutting that manly doggy strut, his jaws parted and tongue hanging out the side of his jowls. I was just playing it casual, stepping heavily, faded holy jeans, dark grey tank, and sun glasses. However I still manage to get a few peoples attention with my overly tall and large dog.

Not only am I an a man whore but an attention whore. I love all eyes on me, I'm competitive, I like to think I am suave, and intelligent. Though there are down falls to me. Not only am I good with showing a girl a good time, doing whatever it is that pleases my ladies but I'm a bit clumsy. I made breathing look difficult. I tripped over air and stumble, at least one of us could look good. Hamlet luckily made up that for me. Today was just a pretty day, the sun was shinning, it's warm, and just feels good to be out. After meeting Mia, I can't help but feel some sort of tug on me to her. Its odd, can't quite figure out why, but none the less I hadn't seen her in a few days. I felt completely embarrassed with what had happened and just kinda made me want to hang my head in shame. She made me an utter fool, talking in utter riddles, stuttering, and tripping. It was awkward with how she made me feel and yet at the same time I enjoyed it. Wait- I enjoyed being made a fool? See what I mean! She confuses me. Urgh, forget it Damian, probably won't ever see her again anyways. Though this pull deep in my core was telling me I was going to whether I liked it or not. Was it attraction? Well, I was attracted but it felt more of a need, a must, and if I didn't I was going to go insane. ”Hold up buddy.” I said, pulling on the leash connected to the choker but Hamlet kept trying to pull and keep going. I yanked backwards and he gave a coughing choked sound. ”Well... Don't pull against me.” I said calmly to him. I rose my eyes upwards looking a crossed the street to the small little frozen custard stand. ”now thats what I am talking about.” A slick grin crossed my face and when it was our turn to go, I stepped off the curb, Hamlet trotting and prancing off to the side of me.

Nothing better then frozen custard on a hot and humid day. I swaggered up there with my masculine grace, stepping up onto the curb though nearly running into some one with a pull of Hamlet on the leash. He was after some girl who went walking towards the bench and sitting down. She was a skinny thing, average maybe but lean, brown hair and pretty light colored eyes, blue from what I could tell but we were far away from each other. She seemed to be about ready to talk on the phone or was putting it away, Hell, I wasn't paying much attention and truly didn't care much. Not my business. With a tug on his leash I dragged him the opposite direction and he gave a whine and yip before trotting after me. I followed in line like the rest of the people, glancing down at Hamlet who was still keenly watching that girl. I was a little confused on the subject and gave a small nudge to him. His mixed matched, blue and brown eyes looked up at me, stopping his panting for a second before drawing his head down and looking back down at her. Moments later it was our turn to end up in the front of the line, I ordered, grabbed my cup and Hamlet was persistent in going towards the girl when we were walking. His nose twitched, tail wagging as he nosed her leg. ”Seems to like you.” I said taking a bite of custard and pulling him away. I gave a small grin looking down at my cup as he remained panting, tail wagging back and forth. ”My names Damian and this is lug head next to me is Hamlet. I said, feeling rude as my dog just automatically was trying to jump all over her. Like he knew something that I didn't. I took a few more bites before offering a smile once more and motioning to the open seat next to her. ”Mind if we sit here with you?” If she said no, we could probably just keep walking. Hamlet might not like it which I still find odd how he immediately took to her so rightly but whatever. She was probably waiting on someone any how.