there's a lot of FR on here, man! i've only been away for a few days ... not enough hours in the day to read everything i want to read
anyway,
just got back from a little surf-safari... day before i flew out i went to a party where the only bangable girl was an english colleague of mine. so i took her home and banged her. first white girl i've been with for about 8 years ... LR might follow. i think it's an interesting one.
anyway, first evening of my short trip i make my way to a beach bar and my vibe is pretty flat which is unusual for me as i'm almost always ON, nowadays. didn't really find my groove until the last day or two.
so there are few people at this place but slowly it's filling up, hot girls are arriving. i've been here before and there's always a good ratio. some peruvian girl with massive fake boobs is there with her mother and i'm riffing with them in spanish for a bit, so that picks me up. some other girl walks in, all smiles. i call over, telling her she has a nice friendly smile and she thanks me and then joins me after buying a drink. she's well on the heavy side. pretty face, nice eyes but definitely not my cup of tea. oh, she's covered in tattoos.
one of the first things she tells me is that i look french-canadian, i've never been told that before but i know exactly what she's going to say (i'm thinking liev schreiber as ross the boss rhea in goon (i practically got a boner, watching him doubled my testosterone), and my other french-canadian buddy who is literally the most manly man i've ever met).
she tells me about how french canadian's are rugged and manly, etc (so we know what this girl likes). i'm wearing a wifebeater, and a cap which almost covers my eyes, i've got a pretty nice beard on the way, and i look pretty badass, i must say. although i don't really see that when i look in the mirror, i just see sweet, nice lao che
we end up sitting together and i'm thinking whether to hang around with all these hotties or take the low hanging fruit. i'm also well tired after the previous day's excesses and travelling
"i don't know whether to have another beer or take off" i say
"you wanna go to my place?"
"....ok"
so off we go.
before she opens the door she warns me about the smell! haha really. she opens the door her place is a fucking mess. dirty clothes and wet laundry all over the place, the bathroom is a disgrace. and there are two giant rabbits running around!
so we sit on her balcony drinking, she has a nice drinks selection. she smokes like a mofo which encourages me to smoke too much, also. we're just riffing on the balcony. she goes inside and i hear a blender whirring and she comes out with some fruity cocktails. she tells me she's into some pretty weird shit, (her words not mine) she also tells me about her badass ex-boyfriend who did jail time etc. we know what this girl wants.
now, i'm proper tired, drinking a lot and i'm having a hard time stepping up. i'm trying hard to psyche myself up here. trying to turn it sexy to turn myself on. turns out i needn't have bothered as she basically just stood up and said, "i'm ready now let's go inside and fuck" not exactly those words but close enough.
i follow her inside and we start making out. she almost immediately starts tapping my crotch, looking for my non-existent boner. i said "slow down girl" or something, and we got on the bed and made out a little more. she taps my dick again and i said "you got some work to do yet, girl" she replies "what's up you can't get hard for a white girl anymore?" and then she followed with this- "when's the last time you were with a white girl, anyway?"
i didn't hesitate "uhh yesterday" and she recoiled in disgust "yesterday! ugh" (i'm laughing my ass off typing this) i said, "well, if it makes you feel any better, it was more like this morning" and she tells me to get out.
i tell her i'm gonna leave, but i'm gonna smoke a cigarette and drink my drink first. i tell her i can kind of understand, i should have lied. but lying just isn't part of me. it's not what i do. i also tried to logicalize with her-
"you're upset because i fucked somebody you don't know, before i met you"
"let's be honest here, neither of us are naive innocents. we've both had sex before"
she responded, "i know, but, yesterday! ugh it's too close for comfort." but i didn't give a shit to be honest. i was glad of the interruption.
we continued like this (probably just five minutes or so, there was no doubt i was leaving, but i was gonna do it on my terms) she was kind of angry, actually. she went out on the balcony and slid the door closed, calling me a douchebag as she did! she said something like "what you think i brought you here for? to have a chat and make friends? you were supposed to fuck the shit out of me, douchebag!" i've never been called a douchebag except by close guy friends. i said "huh, i'm a douchebag?" this was kind of the last straw for me so i said "ok, thanks for the drinks, goodnight" and left.
i forgot my cap!!! shit.
next day i see her, we make a little small talk and she says "i 've got your cap" but roots around in her bag for it and doesn't have it. i tell her i'm sure it'll find it's way back to me, no worries.
that evening i'm out with some spanish chicks (no LR there :-( i think i K-selected myself! she said, "not here, not now, i've gotta stay with my friend but i'd like to see you back home"(we live in same city 10 minutes away)) and tattoo girl sees me and hands me my cap. nice. i love that cap
also, i met some dude who pointed out tattoo girl and said, "she's nice, friendly. last night she took me and 4 other guys back to her place, gave us drinks and rolled joints. then she fell asleep" now, i'm sure she took five dudes home with her for one reason and one reason only. can you guess what it is? hahaha she wasn't sleeping ,she was waiting.
anyway,
just got back from a little surf-safari... day before i flew out i went to a party where the only bangable girl was an english colleague of mine. so i took her home and banged her. first white girl i've been with for about 8 years ... LR might follow. i think it's an interesting one.
anyway, first evening of my short trip i make my way to a beach bar and my vibe is pretty flat which is unusual for me as i'm almost always ON, nowadays. didn't really find my groove until the last day or two.
so there are few people at this place but slowly it's filling up, hot girls are arriving. i've been here before and there's always a good ratio. some peruvian girl with massive fake boobs is there with her mother and i'm riffing with them in spanish for a bit, so that picks me up. some other girl walks in, all smiles. i call over, telling her she has a nice friendly smile and she thanks me and then joins me after buying a drink. she's well on the heavy side. pretty face, nice eyes but definitely not my cup of tea. oh, she's covered in tattoos.
one of the first things she tells me is that i look french-canadian, i've never been told that before but i know exactly what she's going to say (i'm thinking liev schreiber as ross the boss rhea in goon (i practically got a boner, watching him doubled my testosterone), and my other french-canadian buddy who is literally the most manly man i've ever met).
she tells me about how french canadian's are rugged and manly, etc (so we know what this girl likes). i'm wearing a wifebeater, and a cap which almost covers my eyes, i've got a pretty nice beard on the way, and i look pretty badass, i must say. although i don't really see that when i look in the mirror, i just see sweet, nice lao che
we end up sitting together and i'm thinking whether to hang around with all these hotties or take the low hanging fruit. i'm also well tired after the previous day's excesses and travelling
"i don't know whether to have another beer or take off" i say
"you wanna go to my place?"
"....ok"
so off we go.
before she opens the door she warns me about the smell! haha really. she opens the door her place is a fucking mess. dirty clothes and wet laundry all over the place, the bathroom is a disgrace. and there are two giant rabbits running around!
so we sit on her balcony drinking, she has a nice drinks selection. she smokes like a mofo which encourages me to smoke too much, also. we're just riffing on the balcony. she goes inside and i hear a blender whirring and she comes out with some fruity cocktails. she tells me she's into some pretty weird shit, (her words not mine) she also tells me about her badass ex-boyfriend who did jail time etc. we know what this girl wants.
now, i'm proper tired, drinking a lot and i'm having a hard time stepping up. i'm trying hard to psyche myself up here. trying to turn it sexy to turn myself on. turns out i needn't have bothered as she basically just stood up and said, "i'm ready now let's go inside and fuck" not exactly those words but close enough.
i follow her inside and we start making out. she almost immediately starts tapping my crotch, looking for my non-existent boner. i said "slow down girl" or something, and we got on the bed and made out a little more. she taps my dick again and i said "you got some work to do yet, girl" she replies "what's up you can't get hard for a white girl anymore?" and then she followed with this- "when's the last time you were with a white girl, anyway?"
i didn't hesitate "uhh yesterday" and she recoiled in disgust "yesterday! ugh" (i'm laughing my ass off typing this) i said, "well, if it makes you feel any better, it was more like this morning" and she tells me to get out.
i tell her i'm gonna leave, but i'm gonna smoke a cigarette and drink my drink first. i tell her i can kind of understand, i should have lied. but lying just isn't part of me. it's not what i do. i also tried to logicalize with her-
"you're upset because i fucked somebody you don't know, before i met you"
"let's be honest here, neither of us are naive innocents. we've both had sex before"
she responded, "i know, but, yesterday! ugh it's too close for comfort." but i didn't give a shit to be honest. i was glad of the interruption.
we continued like this (probably just five minutes or so, there was no doubt i was leaving, but i was gonna do it on my terms) she was kind of angry, actually. she went out on the balcony and slid the door closed, calling me a douchebag as she did! she said something like "what you think i brought you here for? to have a chat and make friends? you were supposed to fuck the shit out of me, douchebag!" i've never been called a douchebag except by close guy friends. i said "huh, i'm a douchebag?" this was kind of the last straw for me so i said "ok, thanks for the drinks, goodnight" and left.
i forgot my cap!!! shit.
next day i see her, we make a little small talk and she says "i 've got your cap" but roots around in her bag for it and doesn't have it. i tell her i'm sure it'll find it's way back to me, no worries.
that evening i'm out with some spanish chicks (no LR there :-( i think i K-selected myself! she said, "not here, not now, i've gotta stay with my friend but i'd like to see you back home"(we live in same city 10 minutes away)) and tattoo girl sees me and hands me my cap. nice. i love that cap
also, i met some dude who pointed out tattoo girl and said, "she's nice, friendly. last night she took me and 4 other guys back to her place, gave us drinks and rolled joints. then she fell asleep" now, i'm sure she took five dudes home with her for one reason and one reason only. can you guess what it is? hahaha she wasn't sleeping ,she was waiting.
