SparkleMotion
Don Juan
- Joined
- Feb 9, 2004
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Hello there, I haven't posted in a while but I had my first ONS last night and felt that it was LR worthy, not to mention some feedback on it would be nice.
For the past week I've been in Ireland visiting friends. I used to live in Limerick, but didn't take advantage of living there because of my ****ty LDR. My original plan was to visit seanchai and doctoroxygen on the way home via Heathrow; my flight was supposed to leave the afternoon of the 17th. Due to technical difficulties the flight was delayed, delayed, and finally cancelled. While we were waiting around for news of the flight, I sat down next to HBSwissMiss, a TOTALLY ****IN HOT 9 (seánie and docox approved this rating). I had no intention of chatting her because of my head cold, but she noticed my sniffling and offered me tissues. I obligatorially chatted her for awhile, then heard the flight was cancelled. Things were heating up. Aer Lingus booked us hotel rooms for the night, and to be nice I helped SwissMiss with her bags. We ended up booked across the hall from each other and the hotel gave us a voucher for dinner. I said "would you like to dine this even at half six (or something)." We went to our rooms, I took a **** and a shower, and we went to dinner. We connected over Family Guy - this was crucial because she left an open invitation to watch it later in her room. We continued chatting about movies, I negged her about the movies and shows she liked along with the amount of luggage she was carrying. Once dinner was over, I asked if she wanted to head down to Bunratty, a small tourist town half-way between Limerick and Shannon, for some drinks. Once there we continued with the general BS, "Yada yada yada" and so on. I continued with the C&F, negs and such seem to come naturally to me, she was eating it up. We we finished a round of drinks and she said "I wish there was an place we could get a six pack and go back and drink at the hotel", since I lived in the general area I knew exactly where to go to get a 'six pack'. So we picked up some and took it back to her place to watch Family Guy, she ended showing me pictures of her house in Maine, her house in Switzerland. Turns out she is ****ing loaded, she drives a Jaguar XK120 back in the states and has a pretty huge yacht. I take the chance and poke fun at her luxurious lifestyle, she starts throwing me IOIs by leaning into whenever I say something witty. So I step it up a bit and have her 'cuddling' with me while she shows more pictures of her boat and friends. Then out of boredom of looking at stupid pictures and getting enough IOIs I lean over and lift up her chin and go in for the kill (wow that sounded a lot like a cheesy romance novel). We make out for a while and I try to take things to next level, and here comes the ASD. I don't really find that a freeze-out has ever worked well for me, so I simply disabled it. She asked something along the lines of "did you think this was going to happen when you first met me", to which I replied "no, but the last 6 hours sure have been fun". Then she asked me a really weird question, I was expecting 'do you think I am a slut', but no she asks "when was your last serious relationship?", apparently she wanted to make sure she wasn't a rebound. Then we just moved onto the good stuff... turns out this girl was a real freak. I definately had a fun time .
But the next morning sucked, since I didn't make it to bed till about 2:30am and I had to wake up at 6:30am to get my morning flight to Heathrow. Her and me hung out in the airport, surprisingly it wasn't weird at all. When we landed in Heathrow she offered to pay for a taxi to her place, which is right by the tube station I needed to get to. When we got there I was tempted to try for a second go, but I was already late to meet up with my friends so we hugged and she gave me her phone number and told me to call her next time I was in London.
Well that's my short little story, basically I finally had a ONS and it was with a HB9.
For the past week I've been in Ireland visiting friends. I used to live in Limerick, but didn't take advantage of living there because of my ****ty LDR. My original plan was to visit seanchai and doctoroxygen on the way home via Heathrow; my flight was supposed to leave the afternoon of the 17th. Due to technical difficulties the flight was delayed, delayed, and finally cancelled. While we were waiting around for news of the flight, I sat down next to HBSwissMiss, a TOTALLY ****IN HOT 9 (seánie and docox approved this rating). I had no intention of chatting her because of my head cold, but she noticed my sniffling and offered me tissues. I obligatorially chatted her for awhile, then heard the flight was cancelled. Things were heating up. Aer Lingus booked us hotel rooms for the night, and to be nice I helped SwissMiss with her bags. We ended up booked across the hall from each other and the hotel gave us a voucher for dinner. I said "would you like to dine this even at half six (or something)." We went to our rooms, I took a **** and a shower, and we went to dinner. We connected over Family Guy - this was crucial because she left an open invitation to watch it later in her room. We continued chatting about movies, I negged her about the movies and shows she liked along with the amount of luggage she was carrying. Once dinner was over, I asked if she wanted to head down to Bunratty, a small tourist town half-way between Limerick and Shannon, for some drinks. Once there we continued with the general BS, "Yada yada yada" and so on. I continued with the C&F, negs and such seem to come naturally to me, she was eating it up. We we finished a round of drinks and she said "I wish there was an place we could get a six pack and go back and drink at the hotel", since I lived in the general area I knew exactly where to go to get a 'six pack'. So we picked up some and took it back to her place to watch Family Guy, she ended showing me pictures of her house in Maine, her house in Switzerland. Turns out she is ****ing loaded, she drives a Jaguar XK120 back in the states and has a pretty huge yacht. I take the chance and poke fun at her luxurious lifestyle, she starts throwing me IOIs by leaning into whenever I say something witty. So I step it up a bit and have her 'cuddling' with me while she shows more pictures of her boat and friends. Then out of boredom of looking at stupid pictures and getting enough IOIs I lean over and lift up her chin and go in for the kill (wow that sounded a lot like a cheesy romance novel). We make out for a while and I try to take things to next level, and here comes the ASD. I don't really find that a freeze-out has ever worked well for me, so I simply disabled it. She asked something along the lines of "did you think this was going to happen when you first met me", to which I replied "no, but the last 6 hours sure have been fun". Then she asked me a really weird question, I was expecting 'do you think I am a slut', but no she asks "when was your last serious relationship?", apparently she wanted to make sure she wasn't a rebound. Then we just moved onto the good stuff... turns out this girl was a real freak. I definately had a fun time .
But the next morning sucked, since I didn't make it to bed till about 2:30am and I had to wake up at 6:30am to get my morning flight to Heathrow. Her and me hung out in the airport, surprisingly it wasn't weird at all. When we landed in Heathrow she offered to pay for a taxi to her place, which is right by the tube station I needed to get to. When we got there I was tempted to try for a second go, but I was already late to meet up with my friends so we hugged and she gave me her phone number and told me to call her next time I was in London.
Well that's my short little story, basically I finally had a ONS and it was with a HB9.
