"spooning leads to forking"

Jun 17, 2007 10:55

so last night, i go over to brian's to hang out with brian and you know who. btw he called me at 6 to hang out. so far so good.

they leave me and ari and natalie (ari drove me over) by ourselves while they go get beer. when they get back, ari and natalie leave to go hang out/pick up a girl from the airport.

he talks the entire time to some 17-18 y.o. girl who just graduated from PHS. texting, talking, calling. w/e. i make the best of it. his friends can tell that i am livid.

then we all sit around after the young girl entourage leaves (yes, there was an entourage of sidekick III carrying girls) then we all watch south park. its like 5 guys/6 guys and me, and while that is normally a fanstasy of mine, they all talk about supplements, video games, and bang bus. awkward. then all leave but him. after about 15 min of mild chatter, i ask if he can take me home. he does.

i say good bye. just say it, nothing more. i put my key in my front door, and he hollers at me. i walk back to the car and he goes, do you wanna go to the park? we go to the park.

at first it is really cute, we go on the swings, we talk about life, we cuddle and lay on each other, life is good.

then sex comes up. why wont you have sex with me? etc. i said, we arent anything. his jaw drops. i said, well what are we? no concievable answer. i am not gonna have sex with just anyone. i have been burned before. i am not going to do anything stupid again. esp. with his little escapade earlier with the youngin'. he said, but i am with you right now, not with them. i said i am not going to be a notch on your bed post. so then we started playing. 3rd leads to 2nd, etc. i know, fucking wierd. (and nothing btw).

he asks if we can play "just the tip". no mother fucker. not in a mother fucking childrens park. he asks if i will give him a blow job bc we went to 3rd and its his turn. the answer is no!

so eventually a mercedes pulls up at the park and we leave. i get home, he gives me a kiss on the cheek. unaccpetable. one of my favorite things is making out. so i try to make out. he pulls away, he is like, i am sorry. i cant, since childhood i cant. i am now, more pissed than ever. he says, dont leave let me explain. so i left.

thats my awful story from last night and in the words of erika lisch, " i am not asking for much, just dinner and that will probably seal the deal."
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