Natalie

Red Hot Mama has a friend named Natalie.
Natalie is one of those people that you meet that you don't forget very easily. When she walks into a room she commands it... without really trying.

The first time I met her I was in a bar with RHM and another girl named Stacey, Stacey didn't say much and I was beginning to get restless with just RHM and myself doing all the talking (RHM looked like she was in the same place).

In walked Natalie, she had grey tweed slacks on, and a simple black shirt and simple black heels, but every head turned as she walked up to our table. She sat down, flung her long hair over her shoulder and said, "Sorry, traffic was a motherfucker."

From then on she had our attention

I chatted wildly with her about past relationships, stupid boys who ruined them, and life in general. She actually dates more older men then men her age, something I was scared I was falling into (I've dated someone who is 10 years my senior, 9 years, 7 years and 6 years) and we chatted about the pros and cons of that for a good while. After awhile it was just her and I talking over too many sex-on-the-beaches. RHM and Stacey became quite, probably because of too many whiskey sours and vodka tonics (respectfully). Soon it was time to go. And on a parting note we exchanged phone numbers so we could hang out again.
We never really called each other again, and RHM is sure to hang out with either Natalie or me, but never together. But still, I think about what it would be like to have a friend like. RHM says that she and I are so much alike that we'd grow tired of each other and get in fights. Maybe one day she'll be right. But for sure, I definitely have a woman-crush on Natalie.