I'm Scandelous...
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to seduce Patrick into leaving his bitchy girlfriend for you. Subject is dull-witted and unsuspecting. Target of elimination is frightening and over-controling. This mission is fraught with danger and scandal. You may not survive. But, if you manage to succeed, you will bring peace and freedom to the world of Joell's house. This message will self-destruct in...
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Teehee... sorry for the dramatics, but I had to do it. This mission-impossible style preamble aptly describes my evening last night. Basically, Summer dressed me up all sexy and put eyeliner on me (who knew it had such an effect?), and I went over to Joell's and made Patrick temporarily forget that he had a girlfriend.
I tried to be at least a little bit nice about it though. I waited until pretty much the end of the evening before I pulled him aside. When I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the corner, I swear I could have done anything to that boy and he would have let me. He followed me like a little lost puppy dog. I told him very bluntly that I still had feelings for him, but that I understood that he was with Katie. I just let him know that I'm available and interested, in case he ever was. He VERY RELUNCTANTLY told me that he still loved Katie and wanted to be with her. I told him I understood and that it was cool.
I played it off very well. You know the interesting thing though? After I told him this, he stayed in the red room with me and watched Summer and I dance. Have any of you seen Summer and I dancing? Men should tip us when we dance. I mean, you can't see anything because we're wearing clothes, but we're hot! He stayed in there for about another 10 minuted before he said, "Well, I guess I should go find my girlfriend." He drooped his head, took a long last look at me, and left the room. I thought, "My job here is done."
Now, granted, he didn't leave Katie, and he didn't make a move on me. That's ok, because that's not what I was expecting him to do. Instead, I planted a seed. You see, now, he's not going to stop thinking about me and what I said last night. He's going to start comparing his relationship with Katie to the one he had with me, which will of course seem absolutely perfect in his mind because it was so long ago. Then, eventually, he'll realize he's not happy and give me a call. I just hope I'm still available when that call comes.
I feel awesome right now. I laid the groundwork for future bliss... or at least amazing sex. Rock on! I have to start wearing eyeliner more often...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1........... BOOM!
Teehee... sorry for the dramatics, but I had to do it. This mission-impossible style preamble aptly describes my evening last night. Basically, Summer dressed me up all sexy and put eyeliner on me (who knew it had such an effect?), and I went over to Joell's and made Patrick temporarily forget that he had a girlfriend.
I tried to be at least a little bit nice about it though. I waited until pretty much the end of the evening before I pulled him aside. When I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the corner, I swear I could have done anything to that boy and he would have let me. He followed me like a little lost puppy dog. I told him very bluntly that I still had feelings for him, but that I understood that he was with Katie. I just let him know that I'm available and interested, in case he ever was. He VERY RELUNCTANTLY told me that he still loved Katie and wanted to be with her. I told him I understood and that it was cool.
I played it off very well. You know the interesting thing though? After I told him this, he stayed in the red room with me and watched Summer and I dance. Have any of you seen Summer and I dancing? Men should tip us when we dance. I mean, you can't see anything because we're wearing clothes, but we're hot! He stayed in there for about another 10 minuted before he said, "Well, I guess I should go find my girlfriend." He drooped his head, took a long last look at me, and left the room. I thought, "My job here is done."
Now, granted, he didn't leave Katie, and he didn't make a move on me. That's ok, because that's not what I was expecting him to do. Instead, I planted a seed. You see, now, he's not going to stop thinking about me and what I said last night. He's going to start comparing his relationship with Katie to the one he had with me, which will of course seem absolutely perfect in his mind because it was so long ago. Then, eventually, he'll realize he's not happy and give me a call. I just hope I'm still available when that call comes.
I feel awesome right now. I laid the groundwork for future bliss... or at least amazing sex. Rock on! I have to start wearing eyeliner more often...