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The internet does it again:
"As a little background, I live in the U.S. and every now and then I do a gig at a local venue. Go up, do a couple songs, and make some spare cash.
At this one concert, I saw a really good looking girl in the audience. She had long, flowing hair and a hot, short mini skirt. So I get off stage - pouring with sweat from the lights, and all - and walk right by her. I said she should come see me when I'm talking to people after the show - I wasn't looking for a one night stand, but wanted to make sure that she was worth my time. While trying not to stare at her very big bra, I was making the usual post-show small talk: How'd you like the show, blah, blah, blah.
Well, we really hit it off, but when I asked her if she was dating anyone, she acted a little put off. (It should've been a tip off, but quite honestly, I was just too excited that she wanted to go out with me.) Anyways, I figured it was nothing at the time, so we started to work out boundaries of the relationship (she was in college, I wasn't). It was pretty clear to see that she was a little reserved, so I took it slow, even willing to wait a year before we had sex. (Wasn't exactly normal for me, building comfort, and developing a relationship, etc.)
But we hit a bit of a rocky patch - whenever I called her, something was brewing: she was busy, she had to work, yadda yadda. Now, once in a while, fine, but I really got suspicious when some other guy answered her cell phone. When I got through to her afterwards, I asked her who the guy was, but she stayed really general: "Oh, he's just a friend."
So one day, as a surprise, I went to visit her at college. Filled out the visitors' forms and all that crap, only to get rocked: I get to her door and Oh, snap! Guess what I saw? Some guy full on making out with my girl! My jaw just dropped, and all I could say was "Oh baby you...you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend. Yeah you say he's just a friend.""
"As a little background, I live in the U.S. and every now and then I do a gig at a local venue. Go up, do a couple songs, and make some spare cash.
At this one concert, I saw a really good looking girl in the audience. She had long, flowing hair and a hot, short mini skirt. So I get off stage - pouring with sweat from the lights, and all - and walk right by her. I said she should come see me when I'm talking to people after the show - I wasn't looking for a one night stand, but wanted to make sure that she was worth my time. While trying not to stare at her very big bra, I was making the usual post-show small talk: How'd you like the show, blah, blah, blah.
Well, we really hit it off, but when I asked her if she was dating anyone, she acted a little put off. (It should've been a tip off, but quite honestly, I was just too excited that she wanted to go out with me.) Anyways, I figured it was nothing at the time, so we started to work out boundaries of the relationship (she was in college, I wasn't). It was pretty clear to see that she was a little reserved, so I took it slow, even willing to wait a year before we had sex. (Wasn't exactly normal for me, building comfort, and developing a relationship, etc.)
But we hit a bit of a rocky patch - whenever I called her, something was brewing: she was busy, she had to work, yadda yadda. Now, once in a while, fine, but I really got suspicious when some other guy answered her cell phone. When I got through to her afterwards, I asked her who the guy was, but she stayed really general: "Oh, he's just a friend."
So one day, as a surprise, I went to visit her at college. Filled out the visitors' forms and all that crap, only to get rocked: I get to her door and Oh, snap! Guess what I saw? Some guy full on making out with my girl! My jaw just dropped, and all I could say was "Oh baby you...you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend. Yeah you say he's just a friend.""