If You Give a Mouse a Cookie
Awwwww….. alright
Here I am again… it’s been a little over a year since my last entry… and I apologize… but I’ve been keeping busy… gaining not one, not two, not even three, but FOUR new chapters to our little story. But so where did we leave off?…. hmm…. Oh yes!! Kelsey… hmmm… alright, I believe I’ve waited long enough… so let’s continue
KELSEY…((???))…(con’t):
and Kelsey closed the door behind us, and I turned around and she….
** “wow… this is a neat room… my room sucks in compare-“ suddenly I’m flat up against a wall… and she’s grinding her body against mine… trying to manipulate my vocal chords with her tongue**
That’s pretty much all we did for 15 minutes in her room… stopping when we’d hear a noise in the hallway… and… I swear to you guys, I tried to be friendly… stopping sometimes to say, “that’s a neat desk”… “aww… I love that band [pointing to a poster or cd] but… uh…. She wasn’t in the mood to talk about music or home furnishing… nope… 15 minutes before her dad walked in and said, “eh… you guys don’t want to spend all your time in here… how ‘bout goin’ to a movie or something?”….sounded good to me so off we were to the cinema. What did we see?…. hmm… wait…. Oh yeah!! Club Dread (that movie by the guys who made Super Troopers…. I highly DON’T recommend seeing it, it was terrible)… but that’s what we did… we went and saw club dread, and I was excited to see it at the time… so I thought, ‘cool, I’ve wanted to see this movie for a while now’… well… I don’t know if she wanted to see it as much as I did… because she spent most of the time laying in my lap looking up at me…. Which was fun for the first five minutes…. But… I don’t know… maybe I’m being selfish… but I wanted to watch the movie… I was really looking forward to it, and I felt obligated to look down at her because she kept looking up at me and leaning up to kiss me…. by the film’s halfway point, she grew tired of laying in lap and sat back up… this time moving in and cuddling closely… my arm around her shoulder and her head on my shoulder. Sweet! Now we can watch the movie (just gotta kind of imagine what the first half was about)… but… again… I don’t think she was into the movie…. Because she kept taking hold of the hand I had around her shoulder, and dragging it down to her breast…. Haha… and still half watching the movie I thought… what is this?… squeezed and thought, OHHHH….. kayyyyyyy…. Hahaha… and so she forced me to cop-a-feel… and that was the new stage of our relationship… for about 5 minutes… before she felt ancy and held my hand… and slid it under her shirt… and hinted for me to force it under her bra… and so by the end of the movie… her B had become a D…. and that was our date….
We went out again… the copping came earlier on that one… but we kept it at that… We didn’t want to hurry things up too much…
…at least until the next date
Seeing as how I’d made the drive out there the past times, Kelsey felt it upon herself to come out and visit me at MY home. Her parents dropped her off and I gave her a tour of the house, not that she could really appreciate the fine culture and love put into it while we were locking lips behind every blind corner. Finally her parents were through chit-chatting with my father and said there goodbyes and left.
“Can I see your room?” hahaha… hehe
“Sure, it’s just upstairs and down the hallway completely out of sight and earshot of my father. Here, let me show you”
So we went up to my room… and I’ll admit, my room is truly nothing… white walls, white ceiling, white carpet, small window, everything packed away in boxes… but I showed her as much of my room as I could… my computer, bed, tv and stereo. Well… she wasn’t really into the computer or bed or stereo, even though it was like a 30” screen, but that was cool… we just sat on the bed and talked for a few seconds. I told her what was up with school and my band and friends and she told me what was up with Buddha and then we were back to the lip thing. But kissing wouldn’t satisfy this mood… not for most people and definitely not for teenagers. I mean, if you give a boy a bed, he’s going to want to lay her down on it. And if you give a kid a laid down girl, he’s going to want to put his hands on her. And if you let a boy touch a girl, he’s going to want to explore her body. And if you let a boy caress her hip, he’s going to want to go up her skirt. And if you let him go up her skirt, he’s going to find something to replace this stupid ‘give a mouse a cookie’ scenario… and that’s what I did. And in her undergarments I gave her a thumbs-up to show my appreciation which she took very well judging by the way she panted and arched her back and clung tightly to the bedding.
About fifteen seconds into the grueling lust I hear my phone/intercom ring and sigh and roll over and pick it up. “Hey dad”
“Hey, you guys should go out to the promenade or something, she probably hasn’t been there” And knowing just what my dad was truly saying, I agreed and hung up (although today I am thankful my father made that phone call) all I could do was whisper in her ear, “damn it”.
So we picked up and left. My father gave us a lift to 3rd street and dropped us off. We walked around a little, sneaking off into allies to kiss (yeah I know, I’m getting sick myself) and we walked around browsing the shops when it started drizzling and she complained about her shoes being unsuitable for rain and asked if we could go somewhere to eat. EAT??? Duh! I love eating stuff! Haha… so we went into Johnnie’s Pizza Place and sat down, ordered up some cokes and large cheese (I hope she can eat… damn my big eyes) and then we sat down and had lunch… and I’ve gotta tell you, it was one of the most boring and awkward meals I’ve ever had the pleasure of dinning upon. All she had on her side of the table was Buddha, she didn’t want to talk music, she didn’t want to talk movies or hobbies. Her only hobby was Buddha and she would tell me about how she attended and even got to give a speech at a Danjin meeting. I congratulated and condoned her faith, but I have no clue as to what the hell a “Danjin” meeting is, and she didn’t want to explain that kind of stuff and I wasn’t about to ask. And I must have been asked what I was thinking about at least 4 times throughout that meal (and it’s not easy coming up with clever conversation starting answers when you’re asked over and over again). I found the only way I could pass time was playing footsy or holding her hand. Finally we gorged through our check and left and as luck would have it was raining even harder now.
We called up my father and got a pick up. Took her home where her parents were waiting and she left. I went upstairs and went to sleep next to the spot we’d laid together only hours earlier.
I remember my father would ask me how things were going with Kelsey and I remember telling him they’re good, just that I wish we had more in common. And that rationality came upon me hardest on our next date… The LAST and WORST date we ever had…
(To Be Continued…)
(Soon, I swear)
Here I am again… it’s been a little over a year since my last entry… and I apologize… but I’ve been keeping busy… gaining not one, not two, not even three, but FOUR new chapters to our little story. But so where did we leave off?…. hmm…. Oh yes!! Kelsey… hmmm… alright, I believe I’ve waited long enough… so let’s continue
KELSEY…((???))…(con’t):
and Kelsey closed the door behind us, and I turned around and she….
** “wow… this is a neat room… my room sucks in compare-“ suddenly I’m flat up against a wall… and she’s grinding her body against mine… trying to manipulate my vocal chords with her tongue**
That’s pretty much all we did for 15 minutes in her room… stopping when we’d hear a noise in the hallway… and… I swear to you guys, I tried to be friendly… stopping sometimes to say, “that’s a neat desk”… “aww… I love that band [pointing to a poster or cd] but… uh…. She wasn’t in the mood to talk about music or home furnishing… nope… 15 minutes before her dad walked in and said, “eh… you guys don’t want to spend all your time in here… how ‘bout goin’ to a movie or something?”….sounded good to me so off we were to the cinema. What did we see?…. hmm… wait…. Oh yeah!! Club Dread (that movie by the guys who made Super Troopers…. I highly DON’T recommend seeing it, it was terrible)… but that’s what we did… we went and saw club dread, and I was excited to see it at the time… so I thought, ‘cool, I’ve wanted to see this movie for a while now’… well… I don’t know if she wanted to see it as much as I did… because she spent most of the time laying in my lap looking up at me…. Which was fun for the first five minutes…. But… I don’t know… maybe I’m being selfish… but I wanted to watch the movie… I was really looking forward to it, and I felt obligated to look down at her because she kept looking up at me and leaning up to kiss me…. by the film’s halfway point, she grew tired of laying in lap and sat back up… this time moving in and cuddling closely… my arm around her shoulder and her head on my shoulder. Sweet! Now we can watch the movie (just gotta kind of imagine what the first half was about)… but… again… I don’t think she was into the movie…. Because she kept taking hold of the hand I had around her shoulder, and dragging it down to her breast…. Haha… and still half watching the movie I thought… what is this?… squeezed and thought, OHHHH….. kayyyyyyy…. Hahaha… and so she forced me to cop-a-feel… and that was the new stage of our relationship… for about 5 minutes… before she felt ancy and held my hand… and slid it under her shirt… and hinted for me to force it under her bra… and so by the end of the movie… her B had become a D…. and that was our date….
We went out again… the copping came earlier on that one… but we kept it at that… We didn’t want to hurry things up too much…
…at least until the next date
Seeing as how I’d made the drive out there the past times, Kelsey felt it upon herself to come out and visit me at MY home. Her parents dropped her off and I gave her a tour of the house, not that she could really appreciate the fine culture and love put into it while we were locking lips behind every blind corner. Finally her parents were through chit-chatting with my father and said there goodbyes and left.
“Can I see your room?” hahaha… hehe
“Sure, it’s just upstairs and down the hallway completely out of sight and earshot of my father. Here, let me show you”
So we went up to my room… and I’ll admit, my room is truly nothing… white walls, white ceiling, white carpet, small window, everything packed away in boxes… but I showed her as much of my room as I could… my computer, bed, tv and stereo. Well… she wasn’t really into the computer or bed or stereo, even though it was like a 30” screen, but that was cool… we just sat on the bed and talked for a few seconds. I told her what was up with school and my band and friends and she told me what was up with Buddha and then we were back to the lip thing. But kissing wouldn’t satisfy this mood… not for most people and definitely not for teenagers. I mean, if you give a boy a bed, he’s going to want to lay her down on it. And if you give a kid a laid down girl, he’s going to want to put his hands on her. And if you let a boy touch a girl, he’s going to want to explore her body. And if you let a boy caress her hip, he’s going to want to go up her skirt. And if you let him go up her skirt, he’s going to find something to replace this stupid ‘give a mouse a cookie’ scenario… and that’s what I did. And in her undergarments I gave her a thumbs-up to show my appreciation which she took very well judging by the way she panted and arched her back and clung tightly to the bedding.
About fifteen seconds into the grueling lust I hear my phone/intercom ring and sigh and roll over and pick it up. “Hey dad”
“Hey, you guys should go out to the promenade or something, she probably hasn’t been there” And knowing just what my dad was truly saying, I agreed and hung up (although today I am thankful my father made that phone call) all I could do was whisper in her ear, “damn it”.
So we picked up and left. My father gave us a lift to 3rd street and dropped us off. We walked around a little, sneaking off into allies to kiss (yeah I know, I’m getting sick myself) and we walked around browsing the shops when it started drizzling and she complained about her shoes being unsuitable for rain and asked if we could go somewhere to eat. EAT??? Duh! I love eating stuff! Haha… so we went into Johnnie’s Pizza Place and sat down, ordered up some cokes and large cheese (I hope she can eat… damn my big eyes) and then we sat down and had lunch… and I’ve gotta tell you, it was one of the most boring and awkward meals I’ve ever had the pleasure of dinning upon. All she had on her side of the table was Buddha, she didn’t want to talk music, she didn’t want to talk movies or hobbies. Her only hobby was Buddha and she would tell me about how she attended and even got to give a speech at a Danjin meeting. I congratulated and condoned her faith, but I have no clue as to what the hell a “Danjin” meeting is, and she didn’t want to explain that kind of stuff and I wasn’t about to ask. And I must have been asked what I was thinking about at least 4 times throughout that meal (and it’s not easy coming up with clever conversation starting answers when you’re asked over and over again). I found the only way I could pass time was playing footsy or holding her hand. Finally we gorged through our check and left and as luck would have it was raining even harder now.
We called up my father and got a pick up. Took her home where her parents were waiting and she left. I went upstairs and went to sleep next to the spot we’d laid together only hours earlier.
I remember my father would ask me how things were going with Kelsey and I remember telling him they’re good, just that I wish we had more in common. And that rationality came upon me hardest on our next date… The LAST and WORST date we ever had…
(To Be Continued…)
(Soon, I swear)