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Don Juan
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Okay, come about 6:30, I figured I wanted to go out. I call some friends up, yada yada, no dice. And I had lost another friend's number. So, I'm like, ****, I'm gonna have to go to this music venue by myself and try to make friends with people there.
Well, there's this girl on myspace. I've always been a huge **** to her, putting her on block, removing her from my list, etc. But she keeps messaging me, so every once in a while, I'll shoot her a message just to abuse her. But we never talk about anything of substance; I just make fun of her.
So I message her and slowly work up the idea that I want to go to Emo's, and I need a ride. I suggest that she should give me a ride. I don't respect this girl, but I need a ride! So, she says nothing. I tell her nevermind then, that I can walk (only 15 blocks), and I say I'm going to the gym. I put up away message and prepare my pre-workout meal.
I get back, and she is asking me if I still want to go to Emo's. I say yes. She doesn't respond! I give her my number, and I put up my away message and finish eating. She messages me back with "wait" and gives me her number. I tell her I'll call her in an hour and a half.
Great workout at the gym. I come back, take a shower, call her a little later than I said I would, work my **** over the phone, throw a little bit of ******* over the phone, tease her. She gives me a "maybe" when I ask if she's still down. I tell her I'm going to get off the phone with her, then, and if she changes her mind in the next 10 minutes, to call me. Otherwise, I'm going to make other plans. She keeps me on the phone, and eventually agrees to pick me up after I shoot about 5 minutes more **** with her.
She picks me up, is not great looking, but I don't care. I can talk to her and hit on other girls. But one thing about her is that she's ****ing HILARIOUS and crazy. I already know this night is going to be fun.
I pay for myself, let her pay for herself, and we go in. We're just ****ing around, and eventually the conversation leads her to screaming "vagina." I forgot why, it had something to do with me challenging her when she said she didn't care about embarrassing herself. This was outside the venue, at a little fenced in socializing spot, about 50 other people standing around. So another girl hears her scream vagina, and screams vagina back.
We continue talking, and we get approached by 3 drunk girls and a guy. They start off talking to her a lot, and I pull off and start talking to a guy. I'm feeling like ****. I haven't had any solid food post-workout. All I did was a post-workout high GI meal with whey and maltodextrin, so there's nothing in my stomach. So I'm talking with this guy, blah blah.
Eventually the girls switch their guns over to me. I know why they're here anyway. They ask me my name, and I give them "girl" handshakes, all extending the handshakes longer than natural, just to screw around with it.
The hotter of the two were onto me, hitting on me, talking to me a lot. The uglier of them wasn't really hitting on me, but I was hitting on her some, because she was funny.
So eventually the bands start and we head inside to the venue floor. Two of the drunk girls start dancing at the front of the venue in front of about 70 people. I make my way there. I'm sober and wish I wasn't. I am going to make the most of the moment though. So I jump in with the two girls and start dancing. I actually accidentally grabbed one of their tits in front of everyone, swear it was an accident haha. So I'm dancing, and eventually I get to grinding the hottest one. She pulls away as I start becoming too overtly sexual, grabbing her waist, running my hands across her stomach, etc.
I pull into the crowd and watch some more, actually trying to coax some of the girls in the crowd to come dance. They are all pussies and they won't. Anyway, the hot one comes up to me again and hugs me. I grab her and spin her around about 20 times really fast, her legs are like horizontal to the ground hahaha. Her shoes fall off, and when I set her down, she falls over, and I stagger a bit. Hilarious.
I get bored, and I head outside. There's a girl there that had been sitting alone for a while that I had noticed, so I strike up conversation with her. We are talking about relationships and **** like that eventually. She's nto pretty, and she's geeky, but she's extremely intelligent, so that's a turn-on for me, since I can never find a girl as smart as me. Eventualy, we get to a point where I start talking about my flings with girls. I tell her I don't really try, and girls just come. She says it's because I'm a chick magnet. Thanks ego boost!
Within about 5 minutes, I tell her I'm hungry, and she offers to go buy me pizza outside the venue (since I'm under 21, I can't go out of the venue and get back in). I give her money, and she leaves.
I see some guy in a Cannibal Corpse shirt and strike up a conversation about metal with him, as metal is one of the things in the world that I know a TON about. We are talking, I come off with some misogynistic bull**** about how I bet that ***** is going to run off with my money and he laughs. Anyway, the girl comes back with three slices of pizza, and I thank her. I eat the pizza.
Some other stuff happens from this point, I don't remember particularly.
I go inside and watch another band, I don't remember who. This one girl who I had hit on at a party 3 months before comes up and recognizes me. I have no idea who she is and still don't! I ask her how the hell she remembered me, and she was like, "you have a memorable face." She starts hitting on me, I basically ignore her. I have way too much to handle tonight. She was cute, definitely doable. About a 7.
Regardless, the real hot girl comes back and is talking to me outside. She starts calling me mean, an *******, etc., because I'm not falling all over her, I'm ballbusting her repeatedly, etc. When she asks for information, I tell her I don't want to explain myself, etc. It's really hard for me to explain how girls think I'm an *******. I don't really understand it myself, but usually when some chemistry starts between me and a girl, they tend to start calling me "*******." Again, I don't understand why. This just comes off naturally for me, I become a ****y son of a *****.
So anyway, we are arguing a lot now, she's trying to bring me down and make me apologize for being mean even when I am arguing and saying I am not being mean. So I tell her we should sit down, and she comes iwth me over to this bench in a dark corner.
Eventually, we are arguing for like 15 minutes straight. I tell her to seriously just stop complaining. I ask, "if you think I am an *******, why are you still talking to me?" She says she doesn't know, that nobody else treats her like this, that I make her feel like ****. I'm like, "whaaat, I've been nothing but fun." She goes on to say that she needs to find out why I'm treating her like this. I just start laughing at her. This girl is hilarious. Our faces are like 6 inches apart at this point. I tell her to leave if she doesn't like me. She refuses. HA!
I get up, talk to the person I came here with (she's been around for a while, I've talked to her a lot throughout this but left some of that out), and the girl I met that had been sitting alone. They were like, "you looked like you were going to make out with that girl" blah blah. So I sat back down on that bench with that girl again, start arguing some more.
Somewhere along the lines, I busted a move. She resisted and pulled her head away. I've faced this resistance before. She's like, "i'm not going to kiss you." I said, "yes you are. i know you want to." 10-15 seconds from that point, with slightly more resistance, we were making out.
Throughout the whole time, we were playing power games, arguing. I mean I've faced stubborn girls before, but this is ridiculous! She keeps complaining, blah blah, but her body tells me she is not at all unhappy. Heavy breathing, etc.
I try to start feeling up her tits, but she is like, "I'm not one of your tramps!" This was in public, so it's understandable. I was trying to see how much I could get away with. She asks me how many women I've slept with. I then pose a question, "how many stars are there in the sky?" She says a hundred million, and I nod. She's ballbusting, saying I'm a huge *****, etc.
She tells me she's a virgin! WHATEVER. Oh my god, I cannot even believe this. I really strongly doubt she's a virgin, but if she is, I'm still going to try to fvck her. It'll make things challenging.
Regardless, we go on making out more heavily. Eventually I get to the point in the arguing where I'm like, "if you don't want me here, I'll just leave," right in the middle of me kissing her neck and shoulders. She says, "fine, leave then." I get up, and start leaving! I hear, "you're not really leaving, what?!" from behind me. AHAHAHAHAHA.
So I'm walking across this area with a boner, trying to hide it, and I strike up conversation with my friends again. They tell me I should be giving her more attention and being nicer, and I tell them no way. I get to the point where I say **** it, I walk back to that girl, and I apologize (dumb), she asks me "what for?" I said for being mean. And she told me I wasn't really being mean!
WHAT YOU DUMB *****. OH MY GOD. It was funny, though; these games made my night interesting.
I give her my number and tell her she has to call me, because I don't call girls. And I refused to take her number. She got so pissed! I'm "so mean!" How terrible!
Well, there's this girl on myspace. I've always been a huge **** to her, putting her on block, removing her from my list, etc. But she keeps messaging me, so every once in a while, I'll shoot her a message just to abuse her. But we never talk about anything of substance; I just make fun of her.
So I message her and slowly work up the idea that I want to go to Emo's, and I need a ride. I suggest that she should give me a ride. I don't respect this girl, but I need a ride! So, she says nothing. I tell her nevermind then, that I can walk (only 15 blocks), and I say I'm going to the gym. I put up away message and prepare my pre-workout meal.
I get back, and she is asking me if I still want to go to Emo's. I say yes. She doesn't respond! I give her my number, and I put up my away message and finish eating. She messages me back with "wait" and gives me her number. I tell her I'll call her in an hour and a half.
Great workout at the gym. I come back, take a shower, call her a little later than I said I would, work my **** over the phone, throw a little bit of ******* over the phone, tease her. She gives me a "maybe" when I ask if she's still down. I tell her I'm going to get off the phone with her, then, and if she changes her mind in the next 10 minutes, to call me. Otherwise, I'm going to make other plans. She keeps me on the phone, and eventually agrees to pick me up after I shoot about 5 minutes more **** with her.
She picks me up, is not great looking, but I don't care. I can talk to her and hit on other girls. But one thing about her is that she's ****ing HILARIOUS and crazy. I already know this night is going to be fun.
I pay for myself, let her pay for herself, and we go in. We're just ****ing around, and eventually the conversation leads her to screaming "vagina." I forgot why, it had something to do with me challenging her when she said she didn't care about embarrassing herself. This was outside the venue, at a little fenced in socializing spot, about 50 other people standing around. So another girl hears her scream vagina, and screams vagina back.
We continue talking, and we get approached by 3 drunk girls and a guy. They start off talking to her a lot, and I pull off and start talking to a guy. I'm feeling like ****. I haven't had any solid food post-workout. All I did was a post-workout high GI meal with whey and maltodextrin, so there's nothing in my stomach. So I'm talking with this guy, blah blah.
Eventually the girls switch their guns over to me. I know why they're here anyway. They ask me my name, and I give them "girl" handshakes, all extending the handshakes longer than natural, just to screw around with it.
The hotter of the two were onto me, hitting on me, talking to me a lot. The uglier of them wasn't really hitting on me, but I was hitting on her some, because she was funny.
So eventually the bands start and we head inside to the venue floor. Two of the drunk girls start dancing at the front of the venue in front of about 70 people. I make my way there. I'm sober and wish I wasn't. I am going to make the most of the moment though. So I jump in with the two girls and start dancing. I actually accidentally grabbed one of their tits in front of everyone, swear it was an accident haha. So I'm dancing, and eventually I get to grinding the hottest one. She pulls away as I start becoming too overtly sexual, grabbing her waist, running my hands across her stomach, etc.
I pull into the crowd and watch some more, actually trying to coax some of the girls in the crowd to come dance. They are all pussies and they won't. Anyway, the hot one comes up to me again and hugs me. I grab her and spin her around about 20 times really fast, her legs are like horizontal to the ground hahaha. Her shoes fall off, and when I set her down, she falls over, and I stagger a bit. Hilarious.
I get bored, and I head outside. There's a girl there that had been sitting alone for a while that I had noticed, so I strike up conversation with her. We are talking about relationships and **** like that eventually. She's nto pretty, and she's geeky, but she's extremely intelligent, so that's a turn-on for me, since I can never find a girl as smart as me. Eventualy, we get to a point where I start talking about my flings with girls. I tell her I don't really try, and girls just come. She says it's because I'm a chick magnet. Thanks ego boost!
Within about 5 minutes, I tell her I'm hungry, and she offers to go buy me pizza outside the venue (since I'm under 21, I can't go out of the venue and get back in). I give her money, and she leaves.
I see some guy in a Cannibal Corpse shirt and strike up a conversation about metal with him, as metal is one of the things in the world that I know a TON about. We are talking, I come off with some misogynistic bull**** about how I bet that ***** is going to run off with my money and he laughs. Anyway, the girl comes back with three slices of pizza, and I thank her. I eat the pizza.
Some other stuff happens from this point, I don't remember particularly.
I go inside and watch another band, I don't remember who. This one girl who I had hit on at a party 3 months before comes up and recognizes me. I have no idea who she is and still don't! I ask her how the hell she remembered me, and she was like, "you have a memorable face." She starts hitting on me, I basically ignore her. I have way too much to handle tonight. She was cute, definitely doable. About a 7.
Regardless, the real hot girl comes back and is talking to me outside. She starts calling me mean, an *******, etc., because I'm not falling all over her, I'm ballbusting her repeatedly, etc. When she asks for information, I tell her I don't want to explain myself, etc. It's really hard for me to explain how girls think I'm an *******. I don't really understand it myself, but usually when some chemistry starts between me and a girl, they tend to start calling me "*******." Again, I don't understand why. This just comes off naturally for me, I become a ****y son of a *****.
So anyway, we are arguing a lot now, she's trying to bring me down and make me apologize for being mean even when I am arguing and saying I am not being mean. So I tell her we should sit down, and she comes iwth me over to this bench in a dark corner.
Eventually, we are arguing for like 15 minutes straight. I tell her to seriously just stop complaining. I ask, "if you think I am an *******, why are you still talking to me?" She says she doesn't know, that nobody else treats her like this, that I make her feel like ****. I'm like, "whaaat, I've been nothing but fun." She goes on to say that she needs to find out why I'm treating her like this. I just start laughing at her. This girl is hilarious. Our faces are like 6 inches apart at this point. I tell her to leave if she doesn't like me. She refuses. HA!
I get up, talk to the person I came here with (she's been around for a while, I've talked to her a lot throughout this but left some of that out), and the girl I met that had been sitting alone. They were like, "you looked like you were going to make out with that girl" blah blah. So I sat back down on that bench with that girl again, start arguing some more.
Somewhere along the lines, I busted a move. She resisted and pulled her head away. I've faced this resistance before. She's like, "i'm not going to kiss you." I said, "yes you are. i know you want to." 10-15 seconds from that point, with slightly more resistance, we were making out.
Throughout the whole time, we were playing power games, arguing. I mean I've faced stubborn girls before, but this is ridiculous! She keeps complaining, blah blah, but her body tells me she is not at all unhappy. Heavy breathing, etc.
I try to start feeling up her tits, but she is like, "I'm not one of your tramps!" This was in public, so it's understandable. I was trying to see how much I could get away with. She asks me how many women I've slept with. I then pose a question, "how many stars are there in the sky?" She says a hundred million, and I nod. She's ballbusting, saying I'm a huge *****, etc.
She tells me she's a virgin! WHATEVER. Oh my god, I cannot even believe this. I really strongly doubt she's a virgin, but if she is, I'm still going to try to fvck her. It'll make things challenging.
Regardless, we go on making out more heavily. Eventually I get to the point in the arguing where I'm like, "if you don't want me here, I'll just leave," right in the middle of me kissing her neck and shoulders. She says, "fine, leave then." I get up, and start leaving! I hear, "you're not really leaving, what?!" from behind me. AHAHAHAHAHA.
So I'm walking across this area with a boner, trying to hide it, and I strike up conversation with my friends again. They tell me I should be giving her more attention and being nicer, and I tell them no way. I get to the point where I say **** it, I walk back to that girl, and I apologize (dumb), she asks me "what for?" I said for being mean. And she told me I wasn't really being mean!
WHAT YOU DUMB *****. OH MY GOD. It was funny, though; these games made my night interesting.
I give her my number and tell her she has to call me, because I don't call girls. And I refused to take her number. She got so pissed! I'm "so mean!" How terrible!
