Despite my lack of aesthetic beauty, I score the most guys out of all my friends. This is because i have no standards, as you'll see from my previous post 'Scoring guys just for fun' you'll see I happily accept the first boy who looks twice at me. Whereas my friends have more respect for their mouths.
So I was in my local Saturday Night disco bar recently, lovely night, Beatles were blaring. I put in my usual request for Big Mouth Strikes Again, and was absolutely devastated to find out that it had been played already, so I settled for Panic. Anyway, there were only 3 of us out that night, J had spotted some little hottie so she was off fluttering her eyelashes. So myself and M the Manhater were left to Twist and Shout. A few times, nice boys passed me by, but I Knew I had to reject any of them if they showed any interest because I couldn't leave M on her own. (I'd done this before and I didn't want to do it again).
While we were dancing this tall guy started playfully pulling at my handbag to get me to turnaround. Me, after deciding I wasn't going to score anyone that night, pinched him and turned back around to M. For the next hour or so I could see the guy from the corner of my eye, he was looking at me, while at the same time unsuccessfully trying to chat up two blonde girls. Anyway the night stated to come to an end, J came back from her brief loverboy, and the three reunited to dance. Next thing, someone had grabbed my hand, gently, I might add. I looked up and it was the tall guy, he was just standing there with his hand behind his back, in mine. I didn't know what to make of it, I looked him up and down, and my inner voice whispered "This could be your husband". So I said 'Fuck it" and led him over to the corner. He was great, really tall, and handsome and he had his eyebrow pierced. He was a great kisser and he held my head in his hands. ( which I love) So we kissed and danced for a while until it was time to go. He said 'where are you going now?" I said " eh. home"... with my friends". SO i thought he'd get the message... and ask for my number and bring be to Toscanas on a date ( PS this is all I want.. somebody to bring me to Toscanas for dinner... I say somebody, i mean a boy/man) So my friend came over and asked if I was going home. Again, He said " where are you going?" I said "home" and he said "any room for me?" NO
I wasn't angry at the time, I politely suggested he take my number and text me at some stage ( with the intention of taking me to Toscanas for dinner :) He replied " yea i'll call you in an hour and you can let me in"
So i left, and on the way home I was fuming, why do guys do this? However then I got to thinking, guys wouldn't do this if they didn't ever get the girls to go home with. Are there actually girls out there who go home and sleep with a guy after kissing them for five minutes? The answer is yes, they're the kind of girls who flash you their vagina while walking down the street, not intentionally of course ( really?) its just that they wear skirts so short that one cant help but see a bum cheek or two.
So its quite easy to tar all boys who are just after one thing as bastards. But the truth is, they wouldn't be after the one thing if they didn't get it from certain girs. So girls, have some fucking self respect. Guys will see you as an object if you let them put their penis in you after five minutes.........jesus....maybe im wrong?
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