Goodbye Tara, Hello Keisha, Goodbye Keisha, Hello Kelly
I always want to make an effort to document my life but I never find the time to write about it. When you work fulltime and spend your days off on amazing adventures you rarely find a moment to take to recap all the awesome stories that go by each day.
I left off liking Tara… Since the Tara saga I have dated and stopped dating Keisha. I have dated and stopped dating Kelly…
I met Keisha at a club I went to in Madison. Keisha is a beautiful girl that follows the gender binary system and that I don’t find at all attractive physically. Her friend that I was hanging out with told me she thought I was hot and because I didn’t find her sexy I knew I wouldn’t be awkward when first meeting her. We meet, we dance, the club ends, and I leave. She told me she would be there the next day so I go back. She wasn’t there. We end up adding each other on facebook. We start texting. I figure I might as well get to know her so I ask her on a date.
The plan was that we would paint together and grab some sushi, meet up with friends at a club. Apparently she is awkward and shy so she invited a complete party to dinner. I didn’t know her friends but still had a good time. She said she would buy my dinner because of my birthday. I thought that was cute.
We go to the club and make out. The next day I don’t remember that because I am a drunk asshole.
The next weekend I invited her to the Twin Cities with me. She gave me a flask that says DRUNK in sign language… It was cute because I am a drunk and she wanted to teach me sign language. I like it.
I had a lot of fun with her in the cities, my friends start liking her, and she is a great kisser. I start to have a crush.
She is very independent and comes off as rude a lot of the time. I start liking her more.
We go to a club one night after the MBLGTACC conference and she is with the most annoying person ever. I start downing drinks so I won’t have to pay attention this loud beast of a woman. She slaps my back a lot, punches my arm, grabs my sides, and yells in my ear… I cannot seem to get drunk enough to endure this. I decide to make new friends with anybody and everybody.
Cougars, sporty lesbians, hot girls, gay men, anyone is better than that obnoxious friend of Keisha’s. From what my friends have told me my friend search turns into a make out fest. Tasha told me she introduced me to someone she just met and I grabbed the girl without saying my name and started making kisses with her. The girl was not drunk and taken back by it. After a few seconds she was okay with it and made out with me on some stage for about 15 minutes. Then I hop off the stage and never talk to her again, only to find more girls to make out with. I got some random girls numbers and the next morning after I passed out trying to make a frozen dinner I thought it would be a good idea to call one of the numbers to see if it was the hot girl I grabbed from Tasha. Before doing that I re-micro waved my frozen dinner and ate it for breakfast. I had a few missed calls from people I gave my number out to.
I figured Keisha wanted nothing to do with me after my shit show and needed to put my energy into someone new. I text one of the numbers and invite them to spend time with me that night. They were just in town for the conference and agreed to go to dinner with me.
I didn’t know who she was, what her name was, or if she was the random hot girl…
I asked her to bring a friend and had Tasha go with me to dinner just in case shit got awkward. When we picked the girl and her friend up I made Tasha introduce herself and get her name so I wouldn’t be put on the spot and called out as an ass for not remembering who she was. The girls name was Kelly. She wasn’t the hot random girl… But she was a girl and she was random. I decided the evening would be interesting to say the least.
We go out to dinner and the girl is very sweet, charming, outspoken and confident but in a very cute and innocent way. I think she is nice but I still don’t feel a connection with her. She brings up that I am a good kisser. I don’t remember kissing her or meeting her so I get awkward and look away. I change the subject and we leave dinner to go shopping and to drink at a friend’s house.
We end up at a club with a huge line. I sneak in and hope everyone else will as well. They do not sneak in and wait in line for another hour. Tasha is mad at me because I do not like Kelly very much and I have “ditched” her. I didn’t ditch her, I just didn’t want to wait in line. I get drunk and try to apologize to Keisha. She isn’t having it. She tells me we should just be friends. Damn.
Keisha leaves her best friend at the club. The best friend has to sleep with me. I meet back up with Kelly and friends. The house I was staying at has a gay boy living there and that gay boy wanted to sleep with some guy so we couldn’t spend the night. Casey (The best friend that Keisha left) and I are welcomed at Kelly’s hotel. Uh oh. I don’t really want to go.
In the car Casey starts making out with Netsie (Kelly’s friend she brought to dinner with us)… Damn! Now I have to spend the night at the hotel.
We get to their room and I realize that the room has two beds and four people in the room, not counting Casey and I. A lesbian couple is on one bed and Netsie & Kelly are sharing the other…
Casey is making out with Netsie so we know they are on the bed. I am drunk and tired. I plop down on the bed to pass out. Kelly spends a while in the bathroom and comes out. We make out. She tries to get me naked and I refuse. Netsie and Casey have sex next to me as I try to block it all out. Kelly gets naked. I get awkward. Making out and heavy petting takes place and then I pass out. The next morning I find out that Kelly doesn’t drink alcohol. I think she is crazy for being sober and okay with everything that happened the night before.
I don’t think I’ll ever see Kelly again.
A couple weeks later I get invited to Chicago to go to a queer conference. Kelly lives in Chicago. I call her up and ask to sleep at her place. She agrees and informs me that she was already planning on attending the conference. We spend the entire weekend together. She tells me how she likes how I am boyish and she wants to reenact me being a guy in bed, she tells me I am handsome and wants to suck my cock. I am extremely turned on. I decide that I am in love with this girl and want to marry her. We have an amazing weekend and really great sex. I leave Chicago and wonder if I will ever see her again.
I left off liking Tara… Since the Tara saga I have dated and stopped dating Keisha. I have dated and stopped dating Kelly…
I met Keisha at a club I went to in Madison. Keisha is a beautiful girl that follows the gender binary system and that I don’t find at all attractive physically. Her friend that I was hanging out with told me she thought I was hot and because I didn’t find her sexy I knew I wouldn’t be awkward when first meeting her. We meet, we dance, the club ends, and I leave. She told me she would be there the next day so I go back. She wasn’t there. We end up adding each other on facebook. We start texting. I figure I might as well get to know her so I ask her on a date.
The plan was that we would paint together and grab some sushi, meet up with friends at a club. Apparently she is awkward and shy so she invited a complete party to dinner. I didn’t know her friends but still had a good time. She said she would buy my dinner because of my birthday. I thought that was cute.
We go to the club and make out. The next day I don’t remember that because I am a drunk asshole.
The next weekend I invited her to the Twin Cities with me. She gave me a flask that says DRUNK in sign language… It was cute because I am a drunk and she wanted to teach me sign language. I like it.
I had a lot of fun with her in the cities, my friends start liking her, and she is a great kisser. I start to have a crush.
She is very independent and comes off as rude a lot of the time. I start liking her more.
We go to a club one night after the MBLGTACC conference and she is with the most annoying person ever. I start downing drinks so I won’t have to pay attention this loud beast of a woman. She slaps my back a lot, punches my arm, grabs my sides, and yells in my ear… I cannot seem to get drunk enough to endure this. I decide to make new friends with anybody and everybody.
Cougars, sporty lesbians, hot girls, gay men, anyone is better than that obnoxious friend of Keisha’s. From what my friends have told me my friend search turns into a make out fest. Tasha told me she introduced me to someone she just met and I grabbed the girl without saying my name and started making kisses with her. The girl was not drunk and taken back by it. After a few seconds she was okay with it and made out with me on some stage for about 15 minutes. Then I hop off the stage and never talk to her again, only to find more girls to make out with. I got some random girls numbers and the next morning after I passed out trying to make a frozen dinner I thought it would be a good idea to call one of the numbers to see if it was the hot girl I grabbed from Tasha. Before doing that I re-micro waved my frozen dinner and ate it for breakfast. I had a few missed calls from people I gave my number out to.
I figured Keisha wanted nothing to do with me after my shit show and needed to put my energy into someone new. I text one of the numbers and invite them to spend time with me that night. They were just in town for the conference and agreed to go to dinner with me.
I didn’t know who she was, what her name was, or if she was the random hot girl…
I asked her to bring a friend and had Tasha go with me to dinner just in case shit got awkward. When we picked the girl and her friend up I made Tasha introduce herself and get her name so I wouldn’t be put on the spot and called out as an ass for not remembering who she was. The girls name was Kelly. She wasn’t the hot random girl… But she was a girl and she was random. I decided the evening would be interesting to say the least.
We go out to dinner and the girl is very sweet, charming, outspoken and confident but in a very cute and innocent way. I think she is nice but I still don’t feel a connection with her. She brings up that I am a good kisser. I don’t remember kissing her or meeting her so I get awkward and look away. I change the subject and we leave dinner to go shopping and to drink at a friend’s house.
We end up at a club with a huge line. I sneak in and hope everyone else will as well. They do not sneak in and wait in line for another hour. Tasha is mad at me because I do not like Kelly very much and I have “ditched” her. I didn’t ditch her, I just didn’t want to wait in line. I get drunk and try to apologize to Keisha. She isn’t having it. She tells me we should just be friends. Damn.
Keisha leaves her best friend at the club. The best friend has to sleep with me. I meet back up with Kelly and friends. The house I was staying at has a gay boy living there and that gay boy wanted to sleep with some guy so we couldn’t spend the night. Casey (The best friend that Keisha left) and I are welcomed at Kelly’s hotel. Uh oh. I don’t really want to go.
In the car Casey starts making out with Netsie (Kelly’s friend she brought to dinner with us)… Damn! Now I have to spend the night at the hotel.
We get to their room and I realize that the room has two beds and four people in the room, not counting Casey and I. A lesbian couple is on one bed and Netsie & Kelly are sharing the other…
Casey is making out with Netsie so we know they are on the bed. I am drunk and tired. I plop down on the bed to pass out. Kelly spends a while in the bathroom and comes out. We make out. She tries to get me naked and I refuse. Netsie and Casey have sex next to me as I try to block it all out. Kelly gets naked. I get awkward. Making out and heavy petting takes place and then I pass out. The next morning I find out that Kelly doesn’t drink alcohol. I think she is crazy for being sober and okay with everything that happened the night before.
I don’t think I’ll ever see Kelly again.
A couple weeks later I get invited to Chicago to go to a queer conference. Kelly lives in Chicago. I call her up and ask to sleep at her place. She agrees and informs me that she was already planning on attending the conference. We spend the entire weekend together. She tells me how she likes how I am boyish and she wants to reenact me being a guy in bed, she tells me I am handsome and wants to suck my cock. I am extremely turned on. I decide that I am in love with this girl and want to marry her. We have an amazing weekend and really great sex. I leave Chicago and wonder if I will ever see her again.