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From my last journal post. Some of our texts are two posts above the most recent.
I am very perplexed with this one.
Blueberry gave me every reason that she wanted to hook up, but would not allow herself to be penetrated in any sort of way.
Leading up to the date, she was frequently double and triple texting me, as well as snap chatting me continuously without me replying. I was actually getting annoyed, and thinking I either made that great of a first impression or she's just mad inexperienced.
I drove for an hour, got to her university, and called her. On the way there I had to focus my mind on the objective, because traffic and a few other things were making my mood pretty wack. Before I called her to tell her I was here, I calmed myself. She had texted me 3 times and called once while I had my phone down for the drive.
She gets over to my car, and I get a good look at her. Great fucking body, very fit. Okay face, definitely not the hottest chick I've tried for, to be honest.
I hug her once she gets in the car, we chit chat, I park, and get to her place. None of her roommates are there, perfect! We sit on the couch and I immediately put my arm around her waste and get a hand on her leg. She doesn't seem to mind, solid. We're talking about the night we met, how we had great conversation, remembering a few things I had forgotten when we were drunk. I start asking her about what life is like for her in college here, blah blah blah.
I teased her and said, "So you cleared out all your roommates just for me coming through?" and we joke a bit, I say, "I love when my roommates leave for the privacy". She's like oh why? I turn on a more hushed voice and eye fuck her, and say, "it's the best environment foor getting... intimate." At this point our faces are very close. Then she backs her head up, and gives me a sincerely confused look.
Her: "I don't ever get intimate with guys on the first few dates".
Me: Is that so?
Her: Yeah
Me: What's your philosophy on that?
Her: Well, I'm a Christian. I have morals.
Me: Me too (the morals part), haha
. Intimacy is a moral issue?
*roommate walks in* *sexual tension sliced in half*
I introduce myself, then try to pick up where we left off, but the focus has switched to a basketball game that was on.
So I miss my chance to get that bullshit out of the way quickly, fuck.
She lives in apartment / dorm complex at a private, christian school. She didn't have an oven so we go to this other building to cook dinner. While were in here, we're both helping out. She's getting all serious about cleanliness of the pan I was requested to bring and is being a germiphobe.
Her: I'm not a germiphobe, more just a perfectionist.
Me: A perfectionist huh? I'm more of a 99.99 percentist, nobody's perfect.
Her: Hahaha!! Oh....
We didn't have a strainer for the pasta, but did have one of those big spoons with holes in it, when figuring out that game plan I said,
Me: Yeah, that move could take a minute...
Her: You don't say, captain?
Me: Captain?
Her: Obviously, captain obvious!
Me: Ah right
Her: And I'm Lt. Sarcasm. I'm super sarcastic.
Me: So the Lt. is second in charge to the Cpt.? That does sound about right. (I was gonna use this to gear in a kiss, and take control of the situation. Play with the scenario and be dominant. Before I could it got switched over. When I started to "get into position" so to speak, she'd always move around the kitchen, and then changed the subject even after I reverted it. It felt like she was dodging any effort of sexual tension / framing)
We get back, chow down, sitting closely. I used that thing Franco (I think?) wrote about where you put your glass down, then her's down, and seize a kiss. I followed it, it went rather smoothly, then I go into the kiss and
Her: Woooah!! Hueman!
Me: Yes? *lean in more*
Her: I told you I don't just make out with a guy on the first date!
Me: I'm not sticking my dick in your pussy quite yet, I don't think
Her: You're ridiculous!
Me: Yea, I've heard that before being normal is boring.
Her: Oh yea I agree with that, I'm really weird.
Me: You're weird? How so?
Her: I'm goofy and make funny jokes all the time and
Me: and you're a freak?
Her: Just goofy you know?
I pull back a bit, and try to escalate physically with her body more so. During our conversation SHE brought up: how dolphins are the only animals who have sex for pleasure besides humans, talked about her incredibly toned ass and asked me to touch it (it was), talked about masturbating before bed, sex dreams (like sleep dreams), and wanted me, being a psych major, to tell her about the interworkings of sex.
what.the.fuck.
Is that not, like the most obvious list of sexual windows other than saying "I love sex" or "I wish someone would fuck my brains out until I'm legally retarded?"
I used the toned ass thing, since she was now standing up, to show me the rest of her body, and "spin around", like she was my little stripper. But it wasn't like that for her. It's as if she was just loving my attention, and nothing more towards her body, which, was a great sight.
I used the psych major thing to say she can feel herself getting hornier (I was moving my hand on her leg)
I used the masturbating before bed / sex dreams to say something like "masturbating before bed won't make you have sex dreams, but getting your brains fucked out would. The slow build up of foreplay, to penetration, to mind blowing sex usually gets skipped in the dreams though. Best to leave that to real life"... then tried to kiss her, denied!
Did I just go about this all wrong?
Was she throwing the frames out, and simply not liking the directions I took them?
It ended with her saying "wow you must just love getting rejected!", after isolating herself on the couch. I tried to reengage by telling her to "at least come cuddle over here with me ya wierdo", and she wouldn't. I couldn't touch her. Never in my life had a seen a girl so duly entertained, and resistant.
With a smile she goes, "Hueman, stop you're making me uncomfortable!" After my final attempt by saying, "well if you're in love with that side of the couch, I'm coming to you!" moving over, asking her to lay down with me, but she stayed curled in a ball, refusing.
Weird.
I said, "should I leave?" and she gave me a very neutral answer, so I started to collect my things.
Her: "My company isn't good enough for you?"
Me: "You said you had your standards (her rules on dates), and, I have mine"
I left in a warm way, and was polite. Although I am admittedly bitter considering I drove all that way, this was not exhibited in my actions towards her. I remained positive and persistent.
I'm sure there were points during the date I could have done better / been smoother, but I never thought some minor flubs would result in some shit like this.
Fuck it, night game this weekend!
Peace,
Hueman
I am very perplexed with this one.
Blueberry gave me every reason that she wanted to hook up, but would not allow herself to be penetrated in any sort of way.
Leading up to the date, she was frequently double and triple texting me, as well as snap chatting me continuously without me replying. I was actually getting annoyed, and thinking I either made that great of a first impression or she's just mad inexperienced.
I drove for an hour, got to her university, and called her. On the way there I had to focus my mind on the objective, because traffic and a few other things were making my mood pretty wack. Before I called her to tell her I was here, I calmed myself. She had texted me 3 times and called once while I had my phone down for the drive.
She gets over to my car, and I get a good look at her. Great fucking body, very fit. Okay face, definitely not the hottest chick I've tried for, to be honest.
I hug her once she gets in the car, we chit chat, I park, and get to her place. None of her roommates are there, perfect! We sit on the couch and I immediately put my arm around her waste and get a hand on her leg. She doesn't seem to mind, solid. We're talking about the night we met, how we had great conversation, remembering a few things I had forgotten when we were drunk. I start asking her about what life is like for her in college here, blah blah blah.
I teased her and said, "So you cleared out all your roommates just for me coming through?" and we joke a bit, I say, "I love when my roommates leave for the privacy". She's like oh why? I turn on a more hushed voice and eye fuck her, and say, "it's the best environment foor getting... intimate." At this point our faces are very close. Then she backs her head up, and gives me a sincerely confused look.
Her: "I don't ever get intimate with guys on the first few dates".
Me: Is that so?
Her: Yeah
Me: What's your philosophy on that?
Her: Well, I'm a Christian. I have morals.
Me: Me too (the morals part), haha
. Intimacy is a moral issue?*roommate walks in* *sexual tension sliced in half*
I introduce myself, then try to pick up where we left off, but the focus has switched to a basketball game that was on.
So I miss my chance to get that bullshit out of the way quickly, fuck.
She lives in apartment / dorm complex at a private, christian school. She didn't have an oven so we go to this other building to cook dinner. While were in here, we're both helping out. She's getting all serious about cleanliness of the pan I was requested to bring and is being a germiphobe.
Her: I'm not a germiphobe, more just a perfectionist.
Me: A perfectionist huh? I'm more of a 99.99 percentist, nobody's perfect.
Her: Hahaha!! Oh....
We didn't have a strainer for the pasta, but did have one of those big spoons with holes in it, when figuring out that game plan I said,
Me: Yeah, that move could take a minute...
Her: You don't say, captain?
Me: Captain?
Her: Obviously, captain obvious!
Me: Ah right
Her: And I'm Lt. Sarcasm. I'm super sarcastic.
Me: So the Lt. is second in charge to the Cpt.? That does sound about right. (I was gonna use this to gear in a kiss, and take control of the situation. Play with the scenario and be dominant. Before I could it got switched over. When I started to "get into position" so to speak, she'd always move around the kitchen, and then changed the subject even after I reverted it. It felt like she was dodging any effort of sexual tension / framing)
We get back, chow down, sitting closely. I used that thing Franco (I think?) wrote about where you put your glass down, then her's down, and seize a kiss. I followed it, it went rather smoothly, then I go into the kiss and
Her: Woooah!! Hueman!
Me: Yes? *lean in more*
Her: I told you I don't just make out with a guy on the first date!
Me: I'm not sticking my dick in your pussy quite yet, I don't think
Her: You're ridiculous!
Me: Yea, I've heard that before
being normal is boring. Her: Oh yea I agree with that, I'm really weird.
Me: You're weird? How so?
Her: I'm goofy and make funny jokes all the time and
Me: and you're a freak?
Her: Just goofy you know?
I pull back a bit, and try to escalate physically with her body more so. During our conversation SHE brought up: how dolphins are the only animals who have sex for pleasure besides humans, talked about her incredibly toned ass and asked me to touch it (it was), talked about masturbating before bed, sex dreams (like sleep dreams), and wanted me, being a psych major, to tell her about the interworkings of sex.
what.the.fuck.
Is that not, like the most obvious list of sexual windows other than saying "I love sex" or "I wish someone would fuck my brains out until I'm legally retarded?"
I used the toned ass thing, since she was now standing up, to show me the rest of her body, and "spin around", like she was my little stripper. But it wasn't like that for her. It's as if she was just loving my attention, and nothing more towards her body, which, was a great sight.
I used the psych major thing to say she can feel herself getting hornier (I was moving my hand on her leg)
I used the masturbating before bed / sex dreams to say something like "masturbating before bed won't make you have sex dreams, but getting your brains fucked out would. The slow build up of foreplay, to penetration, to mind blowing sex usually gets skipped in the dreams though. Best to leave that to real life"... then tried to kiss her, denied!
Did I just go about this all wrong?
Was she throwing the frames out, and simply not liking the directions I took them?
It ended with her saying "wow you must just love getting rejected!", after isolating herself on the couch. I tried to reengage by telling her to "at least come cuddle over here with me ya wierdo", and she wouldn't. I couldn't touch her. Never in my life had a seen a girl so duly entertained, and resistant.
With a smile she goes, "Hueman, stop you're making me uncomfortable!" After my final attempt by saying, "well if you're in love with that side of the couch, I'm coming to you!" moving over, asking her to lay down with me, but she stayed curled in a ball, refusing.
Weird.
I said, "should I leave?" and she gave me a very neutral answer, so I started to collect my things.
Her: "My company isn't good enough for you?"
Me: "You said you had your standards (her rules on dates), and, I have mine"
I left in a warm way, and was polite. Although I am admittedly bitter considering I drove all that way, this was not exhibited in my actions towards her. I remained positive and persistent.
I'm sure there were points during the date I could have done better / been smoother, but I never thought some minor flubs would result in some shit like this.
Fuck it, night game this weekend!
Peace,
Hueman
