Have you ever went out on a date and you knew before you picked the girl up that you were going to do wrong by her? At what ever time and or place where numbers were exchanged you looked her in the eye and knew down deep in your balls that you were going to screw this chick at some point.
Why does that happen. And why do we continue to go out with them regardless. They only thing that is going to keep most men around is great sex. If the sex is mediocre then there better be plenty of it to go around. If you are not doing your job in the bed room, you will not keep your man.
I remember going on a date with a girl from New York. Now, at the time being 29 y.o. to her 23 wasn't that bad. But it was bad enough.
Living in Chicago ( not the size of N.Y. but continues to be the 3rd largest city in the U.S. ) I have traveled everywhere but choose to live here. Someone one who has only been to a hand full of major cities or states for that matter should not be allowed to have an opinion on much.
This is case where the hater ism in her voice got her the eye. The eye that says, " Bitch, I'm going to play you like a fucking banjo. I am going to pay for this meal, completely disrespect you and roast you until you can even figure out why you went out with me in the first place, then I'm going to sleep with you..put in a lackluster performance and never call you again."
I cannot stand stand an underdeveloped mind on a young woman. You are already young, now you are fucking stupid too? WTF!!!
Then there is the " Look at me I lost 100 lbs....yippeee.. now I can start acting like I'm the shit."
Major no-no.
I have one of these in my building, this beast of a retard actually believes she is a player.
Always has a story about some guy she is screwing over or how she had to let so and so go because, he was getting to close.
She needs to be lucky these people don't have a problem with hanging skin. That's what she needs to be worried about. I cant even begin to tell you how horrible that is to have to deal with.
When I was about 25, I went to a BBQ and hung out with some friends. There was this one friend who wanted to date me but for lack of a better word- she was too fucking big.
She had other friends by this time I was making my way down the friend list. Tamina, Katlyn, Ebony,...etc. I don't remember this chicks name , but she was kind of tall about 5'9" - 5"10" or so, she had a gorgeous face and a so-so body. Very hidden lots of wraps and cloaks and shit.
As the night wound down, I figured WTF, I'd like taste of something before I lay it down so I asked her back to my place.
She agreed, when we go t back she was very horny and touchy feely, as we made out and started touching each over, I started to feel the squishy-ness of it all. I noticed how un firm everything was. We had some drinks and she mentioned to me that she had lost a buck twenty five in like a few years. This puck pulled out a picture of how swole she used to be. In my mind I was like "Daaaaaayyyyyummm!"
That chin, them sunk in eyes, Fuck B!!
Anyways, used my ever so subtle trademark," Hey lets take it in the bed room"
She tried to do the I'm gonna leave my shirt on thing, but I wasn't having it. I wildly pulled it off ruining her hair. She was nervous but very nice and sweet. She said it had been a minute so she wanted me to take it easy. Understandable.
She was decent. Cooch was good, had energy, sucked me etc. But when I was done,.. she was like can I take a shower. I was like sure. I saw her in the shower and the hanging skin, man,.... fuck. I don't regret much, but I feel bad..she was really nice and fun to be around..not sure why that imagery is scorched into my mind considering all the other shit I have done, but it is.
Woooooooooooo!!!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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