backbreaker
Master Don Juan
I met a woman last friday. She's cute..... about a solid 7. Ahh.. I'm actually kinda seeing someone and it's getting somewhat serious.. and I'm juggling about 3 other woman as well that are all hot but basically I'm just keeping myself busy. So when I met this woman... over a new friends house.. I wasn't really in the mood. I was nice but made no move whatsoever on her.
After about an hour or so.... of everyone hanging out.. it became ovboius.. at least to me, that she was checking me out. Then when it was time for everyone to leave, she specefically asked me to drive her home, which being the gentleman I am, I did... that and she was like a 5 mintue drive from my house.
So she says to me, out of the blue...although I can tell she was building up the courage to ask.."are you gay?"..which I actually get now alot. Right then I knew what the deal was. She wnated to know why I hadn't been checking her out/making any moves on her or any other females there.
If I told her what i really thought (that she wasn't hot enough to crack my normal rotation) I probably would have hurt her feelings.. so I told her "lol, No i'm not gay".. and left it at that. no need to explain myself or what I do to this cvnt.. let the ***** get wet thinking about it.. ***** wanna dance.. I can dance too.
She then starts asking prying questions.. "so where is your GF", "are you single", "why aren't you like all other men".. all of which I babble but don't answer.. which is now an artform of mine.
we get to her house.. and she asks me to come in and have a drink with her because she finds talking to me so "interesting"
. I actaully thought about it.. I really, really was trying to get home.. My dogs needed to be let out adn I had a hotter peice of ass waiitng on me to call her.
so I think...well.. it's free.. and it would be kinda rude of me not to.. what the hell. one drink won't hurt.
nice little pad... she leads me STRAIGHT into the bedroom, and brings me back a crown and coke (that's another rant.. why do women think that every black guy likes crown and coke... I mean I DO but that's not the point.. like every black guy in america can live off crown and coke, fried chicken and watermelon) and then starts doing litting silly **** like "oh.. my back hurts so much"
It got so damn ovboius it wasn't fun for me. I could have ****ed that woman silly, she was begging for it. and she is cute... not bad looking at all. but I dont' know... I just am on a different level that what she is bringing to the table. I was hoping to get a hummer and leave or something but I dont' have time to actually **** this woman.
So in spite of her laying next to me wtching TV.. in the bed..w ith the lights off.... I hop up, put on my shoes and leave. She has this look like "this mother****er just didn't get up and leave without even making an attempt to **** me" look on her face. She said "well can we at least exchange numbers?"".. and i didn't want to do that for some reason.. I don't know something about her...I just didn't want to the drama of another woman to deal with.. but what the hell.. I gave her mine..s he gave me hers.. and as soo as I hit the road I threw it out the window. If I never saw her again I would be none the wiser.
So I get a call yesterday from my friend.. he tells me this girl has gone Solid Snake looking for my ass. she called him, and asked HIM why I wasn't picking up the phone (which is why I dont' give women my cell phone number.. I can listen to your pathetic messages if I don't want to talk to you and not bother) and returning her calls.
So I am sitting at home today.. I had a tough day at the track.. and I barely stuck around for the Del Mar meet.. I was done by the time Arlington wrapped up.. I was in the mode where I was not thinking logical.. and there is always tomorrow.. so I got a drink at the bar, and headed home for an early day with nothing planned. the phone rings..and rings.. and keeps ringing.. I finally say this persistant *****... **** it. I pick up. I wanted to say "what the **** do you want?" but I managed a "hello?".. and she sounded so happy to see me. wanted to know what i have been doing ( ****ing hotter women) and when she could see me again. I knew I couldn't get out this one wihtout hurting her feelings, which I didn't honestly care about, but she really didnt' do anything wrong.. and she was good looking.. and ovbiously very into me. What the hell. She told me she was cooking and wanted to know if I wanted to come over for dinner. why not.. I sure as hell didn't feel like cooking or going out to eat, which I would have to do one or the other... and I might just get a blow job out of it (my life revolves around trying to get blow jobs if you can't tell)
so I come to the door.. and she pulls out al the stops..I gotta admit...very very nice. short skirt, had her hair done, smelled great. but the whole time I am over there... I am thinking... why am I here? If I **** her.. she is going to want my time..which I barley have enough now.. and again.. I don't really LIKE her. plus she seems kinda clingy.. that's a turnoff to me. you learn to spot signs in crazy women after a while.. that's one of them.
So she makes homemade pizza which was GREAT and we had some mexican chicken afterwards..which was GREAT. She is really pulling all out the stops. I wanna like her.. but i just..can't. poor woman.. she is trying. she's done everything besides just whip out my **** and st...
and as soon as I say that...as we are watching TV.. she just pulls it out.. I let her snuggle up against me already.. knowing what her intentions were. it's really a cat and mouse game.. we both knew what was going on... but it was more of a matter of how long she could hold out.. because i Had no qualms about going back home. like sayin "okay mother****er.. you are goign to **** me wather you like it or not"
And in the middle of the BJ i get up and put on my ****.. I'm just torn. I really didn't WANT to be there in the first place. and I have other options.. it's like I am supposed to like her, but I don't. So she starts getting somewhat emotional...."why dont' you want me? am I not sexy to you? are you dating someone else??....I think you are really special"..
that actually pissed me off for some reason, and I told her "woman you don't even KNOW me, you just want to know i want to **** you" and left.
she called me apologizing and wanted to see if she could make "it". up to me.. mind you she has done nothing whatsoever wrong.. hell she was giving me a pretty nich BJ. Fed me, and she can even crack a good joke.
So with her blowing up my phone.. I got to thinking... damn.. this is how alot of woman probably see alot of guys out there.. they are NO challange. this woman is EXTREMLY ****able. I wouldn't mind taking her out in public. She's... I don't know..European Desent.. olive conpletion. long legs, high cheekbones which i am a sucker for, y ou can tell she either watches what she eats or works out. keeps a clean place. no kids....
BUT SHE'S TOOOOOO ****ING EASY. I can call her right now and she would be over here licking my balls within half an hour.
The woman I am somewhat seeing somewhat serously... I know she diggs me.. but she respects herself too much to make a fool out of herself. There is a line with her.. I resepct that, and I find that extremely sexy. She knows I see other women, but the one time she was at my house and I answered the phone.. and talked to a woman..... she got dressed and left and didn't think twice about it... .. I was actually worried on if I blew it with her or not for a second. she told me 2 days later "I know that you see other women, I'm not dumb, and we haven't known each other that long, but if you can't respect me enough to not flaunt it in front of my face, I don't need to be there"...and she was 110% right.
This girl that is blowing up my phone I can probably actually **** another girl in her BED while she is videotaping and she woudln't think twice about getting sloppy seconds.
I guess what i am saying is guys.. not that i didn't know it already, but I had a working knowledge of it.. now I SEE what women deal with. this has nothing to do with looks.. it's knowing that it's not a challege in the least bit and her supplementary nature adds nothing positive to my life
After about an hour or so.... of everyone hanging out.. it became ovboius.. at least to me, that she was checking me out. Then when it was time for everyone to leave, she specefically asked me to drive her home, which being the gentleman I am, I did... that and she was like a 5 mintue drive from my house.
So she says to me, out of the blue...although I can tell she was building up the courage to ask.."are you gay?"..which I actually get now alot. Right then I knew what the deal was. She wnated to know why I hadn't been checking her out/making any moves on her or any other females there.
If I told her what i really thought (that she wasn't hot enough to crack my normal rotation) I probably would have hurt her feelings.. so I told her "lol, No i'm not gay".. and left it at that. no need to explain myself or what I do to this cvnt.. let the ***** get wet thinking about it.. ***** wanna dance.. I can dance too.
She then starts asking prying questions.. "so where is your GF", "are you single", "why aren't you like all other men".. all of which I babble but don't answer.. which is now an artform of mine.
we get to her house.. and she asks me to come in and have a drink with her because she finds talking to me so "interesting"
so I think...well.. it's free.. and it would be kinda rude of me not to.. what the hell. one drink won't hurt.
nice little pad... she leads me STRAIGHT into the bedroom, and brings me back a crown and coke (that's another rant.. why do women think that every black guy likes crown and coke... I mean I DO but that's not the point.. like every black guy in america can live off crown and coke, fried chicken and watermelon) and then starts doing litting silly **** like "oh.. my back hurts so much"
It got so damn ovboius it wasn't fun for me. I could have ****ed that woman silly, she was begging for it. and she is cute... not bad looking at all. but I dont' know... I just am on a different level that what she is bringing to the table. I was hoping to get a hummer and leave or something but I dont' have time to actually **** this woman.
So in spite of her laying next to me wtching TV.. in the bed..w ith the lights off.... I hop up, put on my shoes and leave. She has this look like "this mother****er just didn't get up and leave without even making an attempt to **** me" look on her face. She said "well can we at least exchange numbers?"".. and i didn't want to do that for some reason.. I don't know something about her...I just didn't want to the drama of another woman to deal with.. but what the hell.. I gave her mine..s he gave me hers.. and as soo as I hit the road I threw it out the window. If I never saw her again I would be none the wiser.
So I get a call yesterday from my friend.. he tells me this girl has gone Solid Snake looking for my ass. she called him, and asked HIM why I wasn't picking up the phone (which is why I dont' give women my cell phone number.. I can listen to your pathetic messages if I don't want to talk to you and not bother) and returning her calls.
So I am sitting at home today.. I had a tough day at the track.. and I barely stuck around for the Del Mar meet.. I was done by the time Arlington wrapped up.. I was in the mode where I was not thinking logical.. and there is always tomorrow.. so I got a drink at the bar, and headed home for an early day with nothing planned. the phone rings..and rings.. and keeps ringing.. I finally say this persistant *****... **** it. I pick up. I wanted to say "what the **** do you want?" but I managed a "hello?".. and she sounded so happy to see me. wanted to know what i have been doing ( ****ing hotter women) and when she could see me again. I knew I couldn't get out this one wihtout hurting her feelings, which I didn't honestly care about, but she really didnt' do anything wrong.. and she was good looking.. and ovbiously very into me. What the hell. She told me she was cooking and wanted to know if I wanted to come over for dinner. why not.. I sure as hell didn't feel like cooking or going out to eat, which I would have to do one or the other... and I might just get a blow job out of it (my life revolves around trying to get blow jobs if you can't tell)
so I come to the door.. and she pulls out al the stops..I gotta admit...very very nice. short skirt, had her hair done, smelled great. but the whole time I am over there... I am thinking... why am I here? If I **** her.. she is going to want my time..which I barley have enough now.. and again.. I don't really LIKE her. plus she seems kinda clingy.. that's a turnoff to me. you learn to spot signs in crazy women after a while.. that's one of them.
So she makes homemade pizza which was GREAT and we had some mexican chicken afterwards..which was GREAT. She is really pulling all out the stops. I wanna like her.. but i just..can't. poor woman.. she is trying. she's done everything besides just whip out my **** and st...
and as soon as I say that...as we are watching TV.. she just pulls it out.. I let her snuggle up against me already.. knowing what her intentions were. it's really a cat and mouse game.. we both knew what was going on... but it was more of a matter of how long she could hold out.. because i Had no qualms about going back home. like sayin "okay mother****er.. you are goign to **** me wather you like it or not"
And in the middle of the BJ i get up and put on my ****.. I'm just torn. I really didn't WANT to be there in the first place. and I have other options.. it's like I am supposed to like her, but I don't. So she starts getting somewhat emotional...."why dont' you want me? am I not sexy to you? are you dating someone else??....I think you are really special"..
that actually pissed me off for some reason, and I told her "woman you don't even KNOW me, you just want to know i want to **** you" and left.
she called me apologizing and wanted to see if she could make "it". up to me.. mind you she has done nothing whatsoever wrong.. hell she was giving me a pretty nich BJ. Fed me, and she can even crack a good joke.
So with her blowing up my phone.. I got to thinking... damn.. this is how alot of woman probably see alot of guys out there.. they are NO challange. this woman is EXTREMLY ****able. I wouldn't mind taking her out in public. She's... I don't know..European Desent.. olive conpletion. long legs, high cheekbones which i am a sucker for, y ou can tell she either watches what she eats or works out. keeps a clean place. no kids....
BUT SHE'S TOOOOOO ****ING EASY. I can call her right now and she would be over here licking my balls within half an hour.
The woman I am somewhat seeing somewhat serously... I know she diggs me.. but she respects herself too much to make a fool out of herself. There is a line with her.. I resepct that, and I find that extremely sexy. She knows I see other women, but the one time she was at my house and I answered the phone.. and talked to a woman..... she got dressed and left and didn't think twice about it... .. I was actually worried on if I blew it with her or not for a second. she told me 2 days later "I know that you see other women, I'm not dumb, and we haven't known each other that long, but if you can't respect me enough to not flaunt it in front of my face, I don't need to be there"...and she was 110% right.
This girl that is blowing up my phone I can probably actually **** another girl in her BED while she is videotaping and she woudln't think twice about getting sloppy seconds.
I guess what i am saying is guys.. not that i didn't know it already, but I had a working knowledge of it.. now I SEE what women deal with. this has nothing to do with looks.. it's knowing that it's not a challege in the least bit and her supplementary nature adds nothing positive to my life