I ran into girl (A) who told me that she was going to X’s later, invited me to join her. We agreed to meet there. When I arrived I didn’t see (A) but someone told me that she was around. I turned around and saw girl (B), an old girlfriend who I hadn’t seen in more than a year.
A few minutes into our “what have you been up to since the last time I saw you” conversation she told me that she was going to go outside to smoke. I didn’t think too much until it dawned on me that she didn’t smoke cigarettes. I popped outside and she held up a joint saying, “I thought I was going to have to smoke this all by myself”
When I got back inside I met up with (A). She was mad because, she said, she had given a friend some money to go get her a drink and her friend had apparently split with her money. So I bought us both a drink and sat down and began chatting. Shortly girl (C) showed up and joined us.
This was only the second time that I talked with (C). The first time she was fumbling in her purse for change to use in a pop machine. I reached into my pocket and gave her the change she needed. She just kind of looked at me strange like. Later on she was standing near me, speaking, not really to me, more like she was talking to herself but so that I would be privy to what she was saying. She said something to the effect of, “I just don’t get it, he checks me out, he pays for my pop, he smiles at me, I think he likes me…..” Then some friends, including (A) showed up and ruined the moment.
When (A) left to go to the bathroom, (C) accosted me wrapping her arms around me with her mouth practically in my ear, whispering, telling me how she remembered me…. We hugged rather tightly and it seemed odd to me that we would have progressed so far without having really done anything, just going on raw attraction. Over and over, she kept touching me, especially rubbing her hands over my shoulders. Later on some people wanted us to go with them to another place but (C) didn’t want to go so she gave me this big goodbye hug which was a full bodied grinding kind of hug. She is rather on the thin side and it felt kind of cool feeling the ribs on her back as I squeezed her into me. As soon as I got back over to (A), she too squeezed me tightly. On the way out (A) and (C) gave each other smiles.
When we arrived at the second place, girl (D), saw me, raised her hand as if to wave, and yelled out, “hey potato” while walking towards me. (A) gave her a steely eye and said, “what do you want?” (D) said something about just wanting to see her friend, potato. The two girls kind of stared each other down for a moment then kind of let it go.
I met (D) a few years ago when she was sharing a house with an old girlfriend of mine and another woman. For years she has had a boyfriend with whom she has recently broken up with. The last couple of times that I’ve seen her she has been acting as if she is on the hunt. Today was no different. She does this thing where she will be looking at me, to where we are making eye contact and then turns away, still maintaining eye contact, looking over her shoulder, wiggling her bottom as she slowly walks away with this sly smirk on her face. She is one of those women who at a first impression comes off as rather innocent but the more you get to know her the more devious she becomes. She’s the type that would have no problem coming after you with a gun if she thought that you screwed her over. Her badness is sort of a turn on.
There was also another girl, (E), present. I met her one day when she was acting tough, standing as if she was ready to fight. I just happened to be right there and I took a step closer, put my shoulder down and leaned into her – just to mess with her. She pushed back. Soon we were in this little battle where we were pushing against each other, almost like sumo wrestlers. I could have easily pushed her over but instead pushed just hard enough to push her backwards ever so slightly. To toy with her, to let her know that no matter how tough she thought she was, I was tougher. She pushed and pushed till she gave up in exhaustion as she slumped down my side to the ground laughing. Every time we run into each other we hug and end up pushing against each other. She often points out that I have this calming effect on the crazies, not realizing that I’m often the one pushing their crazy buttons.
So we were there and in the course of mingling I was spending a lot of time talking alternatively to (D) and (E) while (A) was off talking to others. A couple of times (A) came over to make sure that I was not planning on leaving without her. At some point (D) was telling me that we should leave together. I was tempted but told her that I wasn’t ready to leave yet. As we rejoined the group, (A) reached out and grabbed me by the pant leg and pulled me over to her – kind of looping her arm around my leg to keep me close. When I settled down next to her she quietly told me, as if she was telling me a secret, that I should not hook up with (D) because she was below me.
(A) wanted to go to still another place so I quickly slipped off with (D) gave her hugs and kisses and promised to meet up at another time. On the way to the third place (A) and I stopped at a store to pick up a few things when these two twenty-something guys approached me, asking if I, and my girlfriend, (A), wanted to get high. They had some prime bud and we got a really good buzz on.
When we got to the third place we ran into a good friend of mine and his girlfriend, girl (F). (F) is kind of a weird one. No one else gives me as continuous a flow of compliments as she does. We always have a flirty uplifting kind of interactions. Still it always stays on the innocent side, for me at least. My friend gave (A) a hug and made some dumb comment about he and (A) making out which got (F) all upset even though she was flirting with me at the time. My friend, instead of just shutting up spent the next twenty minutes trying to get his foot out of his mouth by pushing it in further. He was saved from further embarrassment when another couple showed up. The girl, (G), I had never seen before but recognized the guy as one of those guys that (A) refers to as brother. (G) was enthusiastic that we should get to know each other, perhaps a little too enthusiastic.
For the rest of the night (G) repeatedly did everything she could to monopolize my attention. She was very persuasive. (A) was talking to the others and didn’t seem to mind, until she, (A), suddenly started going on this little rant about how she knows what kind of girl (G) is. That she (G) uses guys, that she’s never had a job yet her bank account is always full and the like. Yes, I knew how (G) was. I wasn’t about to fall for her. I was just getting a kick out the effort that she was going through to win me over. I was enjoying the attention. Then it got to where (A) was starting to get mad, thinking that (G) was stepping over the line. Before it could develop into a fight I got (A) to leave. On the way out (A) took the effort to point out to everyone that I was leaving with her, and not (G). I gave (G) a wink and a smile.
On the way to (A)’s place we didn’t talk much because she was mad. Strangely she was mad at every one but me. I had planned on just dropping her off, her being mad and all, until I went to give her a goodnight hug. With all that anger that was steaming inside of her, she squeezed me in a hug that was rough, like she was trying to hurt me. When she relaxed a bit, I pushed her up against the wall pressing myself against her, pushing my lips onto her hers, feeling the anger, the tenseness melting out of her…
A few minutes into our “what have you been up to since the last time I saw you” conversation she told me that she was going to go outside to smoke. I didn’t think too much until it dawned on me that she didn’t smoke cigarettes. I popped outside and she held up a joint saying, “I thought I was going to have to smoke this all by myself”
When I got back inside I met up with (A). She was mad because, she said, she had given a friend some money to go get her a drink and her friend had apparently split with her money. So I bought us both a drink and sat down and began chatting. Shortly girl (C) showed up and joined us.
This was only the second time that I talked with (C). The first time she was fumbling in her purse for change to use in a pop machine. I reached into my pocket and gave her the change she needed. She just kind of looked at me strange like. Later on she was standing near me, speaking, not really to me, more like she was talking to herself but so that I would be privy to what she was saying. She said something to the effect of, “I just don’t get it, he checks me out, he pays for my pop, he smiles at me, I think he likes me…..” Then some friends, including (A) showed up and ruined the moment.
When (A) left to go to the bathroom, (C) accosted me wrapping her arms around me with her mouth practically in my ear, whispering, telling me how she remembered me…. We hugged rather tightly and it seemed odd to me that we would have progressed so far without having really done anything, just going on raw attraction. Over and over, she kept touching me, especially rubbing her hands over my shoulders. Later on some people wanted us to go with them to another place but (C) didn’t want to go so she gave me this big goodbye hug which was a full bodied grinding kind of hug. She is rather on the thin side and it felt kind of cool feeling the ribs on her back as I squeezed her into me. As soon as I got back over to (A), she too squeezed me tightly. On the way out (A) and (C) gave each other smiles.
When we arrived at the second place, girl (D), saw me, raised her hand as if to wave, and yelled out, “hey potato” while walking towards me. (A) gave her a steely eye and said, “what do you want?” (D) said something about just wanting to see her friend, potato. The two girls kind of stared each other down for a moment then kind of let it go.
I met (D) a few years ago when she was sharing a house with an old girlfriend of mine and another woman. For years she has had a boyfriend with whom she has recently broken up with. The last couple of times that I’ve seen her she has been acting as if she is on the hunt. Today was no different. She does this thing where she will be looking at me, to where we are making eye contact and then turns away, still maintaining eye contact, looking over her shoulder, wiggling her bottom as she slowly walks away with this sly smirk on her face. She is one of those women who at a first impression comes off as rather innocent but the more you get to know her the more devious she becomes. She’s the type that would have no problem coming after you with a gun if she thought that you screwed her over. Her badness is sort of a turn on.
There was also another girl, (E), present. I met her one day when she was acting tough, standing as if she was ready to fight. I just happened to be right there and I took a step closer, put my shoulder down and leaned into her – just to mess with her. She pushed back. Soon we were in this little battle where we were pushing against each other, almost like sumo wrestlers. I could have easily pushed her over but instead pushed just hard enough to push her backwards ever so slightly. To toy with her, to let her know that no matter how tough she thought she was, I was tougher. She pushed and pushed till she gave up in exhaustion as she slumped down my side to the ground laughing. Every time we run into each other we hug and end up pushing against each other. She often points out that I have this calming effect on the crazies, not realizing that I’m often the one pushing their crazy buttons.
So we were there and in the course of mingling I was spending a lot of time talking alternatively to (D) and (E) while (A) was off talking to others. A couple of times (A) came over to make sure that I was not planning on leaving without her. At some point (D) was telling me that we should leave together. I was tempted but told her that I wasn’t ready to leave yet. As we rejoined the group, (A) reached out and grabbed me by the pant leg and pulled me over to her – kind of looping her arm around my leg to keep me close. When I settled down next to her she quietly told me, as if she was telling me a secret, that I should not hook up with (D) because she was below me.
(A) wanted to go to still another place so I quickly slipped off with (D) gave her hugs and kisses and promised to meet up at another time. On the way to the third place (A) and I stopped at a store to pick up a few things when these two twenty-something guys approached me, asking if I, and my girlfriend, (A), wanted to get high. They had some prime bud and we got a really good buzz on.
When we got to the third place we ran into a good friend of mine and his girlfriend, girl (F). (F) is kind of a weird one. No one else gives me as continuous a flow of compliments as she does. We always have a flirty uplifting kind of interactions. Still it always stays on the innocent side, for me at least. My friend gave (A) a hug and made some dumb comment about he and (A) making out which got (F) all upset even though she was flirting with me at the time. My friend, instead of just shutting up spent the next twenty minutes trying to get his foot out of his mouth by pushing it in further. He was saved from further embarrassment when another couple showed up. The girl, (G), I had never seen before but recognized the guy as one of those guys that (A) refers to as brother. (G) was enthusiastic that we should get to know each other, perhaps a little too enthusiastic.
For the rest of the night (G) repeatedly did everything she could to monopolize my attention. She was very persuasive. (A) was talking to the others and didn’t seem to mind, until she, (A), suddenly started going on this little rant about how she knows what kind of girl (G) is. That she (G) uses guys, that she’s never had a job yet her bank account is always full and the like. Yes, I knew how (G) was. I wasn’t about to fall for her. I was just getting a kick out the effort that she was going through to win me over. I was enjoying the attention. Then it got to where (A) was starting to get mad, thinking that (G) was stepping over the line. Before it could develop into a fight I got (A) to leave. On the way out (A) took the effort to point out to everyone that I was leaving with her, and not (G). I gave (G) a wink and a smile.
On the way to (A)’s place we didn’t talk much because she was mad. Strangely she was mad at every one but me. I had planned on just dropping her off, her being mad and all, until I went to give her a goodnight hug. With all that anger that was steaming inside of her, she squeezed me in a hug that was rough, like she was trying to hurt me. When she relaxed a bit, I pushed her up against the wall pressing myself against her, pushing my lips onto her hers, feeling the anger, the tenseness melting out of her…
