Edit: I have a few stories, but I don't want to clog the forum, so I'll spoiler them. Also, I'm fully aware that I'm the common denominator in these stories.
Um...well, whenever I would go on a first date, I would always place a mental bet on how long it would take for the girl to tell me about the horrific sexual abuse and/or rape she'd been through. Not like I'd poke or prod, but somehow I ended up learning every girl's deepest darkest secrets by the end of the first date.
I went on a date with a woman that was in an open marriage. Never got past the first date because the second date, which I cancelled, was going to be all about movies, cuddling, and drinking(ie basically just sex) and it just felt too weird. Which is odd considering the other stories I'm going to tell.
Let's see, one time a girl and I were supposed to meet at a place, let's call it Peter Plaza, because there was a restaurant I wanted to go to. She ended up being fairly late, I called her, and she asked where I was. Peter Plaza. Oh, Peter Plaza? She went to Peter Grove! Which is across town and about 40 minutes away. And for some reason I waited about an hour and a half instead of just leaving. We ate and it was delightful.
We decided to go to the nearby movie theater to watch Paranormal Activity and I just so happened to have a bottle of 99 Apples that I brought in with me. I'm pretty sure the couple next to me left because of the smell. We got merrily drunk and I drove us back to my place 40 minutes away via interstate at 1am. First, last, and only time I've ever driven drunk. Oh, and she was on her period, which was a lovely surprise in the morning when I was sober. >.< She ended up being my friend with benefits for a bit despite that(never got to dating status), so I'm glad I waited. Nice girl.
We decided to go to the nearby movie theater to watch Paranormal Activity and I just so happened to have a bottle of 99 Apples that I brought in with me. I'm pretty sure the couple next to me left because of the smell. We got merrily drunk and I drove us back to my place 40 minutes away via interstate at 1am. First, last, and only time I've ever driven drunk. Oh, and she was on her period, which was a lovely surprise in the morning when I was sober. >.< She ended up being my friend with benefits for a bit despite that(never got to dating status), so I'm glad I waited. Nice girl.
Oh! Here's probably my most mortifying experience ever. I end up going over to the house of a chick I just barely met(this is our first time hanging out) because she said she wants to cuddle and watch a movie. Right. Anyway, I'm aware she has a 2 year old, but I'm a progressive man and I'm fine with that. It's late so he's probably asleep. As might be expected, it starts to get heated and we start having sex in the living room and she is definitely of the enthusiastic sort. So enthusiastic that it wakes up her kid...who had been sleeping in the play pen in the corner of the living room the entire time and was now looking at us and crying! Oh, it gets worse.
She hears him and immediately starts balling. Is this regret for putting her kid in this awful position? She tells me she just can't have sex. Her kid fucking watching us in the corner is not brought up as the reason. It's because she just had an abortion and is still trying to deal with it. I crawled out my anus and got the fuck out of there.
She hears him and immediately starts balling. Is this regret for putting her kid in this awful position? She tells me she just can't have sex. Her kid fucking watching us in the corner is not brought up as the reason. It's because she just had an abortion and is still trying to deal with it. I crawled out my anus and got the fuck out of there.
Here's another one. A girl I had recently met invites me over to watch a movie...and I swear I actually took girls out on first dates more than I participated in this new age "let's just hang out" bullshit. Anyway, we're cuddling and watching it and I have no intentions for sex(in fact as a rule of thumb I never broach the subject on the first date or whatever, it's up to her to do that), but I am a very affectionate man and enjoy showing that affection. She kind of enjoys it, but kinda doesn't, gets uncomfortable and asks me to leave. And I do, no fuss. We talk a few more times and then she invites me out to a nearby restaurant with her gay roommate. We talk and eat and it's fun, then we start heading back.
At this point I'm not really romantically interested in her anymore and I'll be honest, I don't even know why I was there. I start getting texts from another girl that wanted to meet up(we'll call her Sally because she will come up again) that I had never actually met yet but had only texted and talked to over the phone. We get to the original girl's house and she wants me to come in and have sex(she puts it this bluntly too). Because I'm a total puss-bag at that point and just didn't want to say "No thank you", I make up some bullshit about having to bail out my friend and I leave. Though, I should have known something was wrong with Sally when on my way to her work(yes, we were meeting at her work since she worked late), she started sending me dirty pictures of herself that she was taking in the bathroom.
At this point I'm not really romantically interested in her anymore and I'll be honest, I don't even know why I was there. I start getting texts from another girl that wanted to meet up(we'll call her Sally because she will come up again) that I had never actually met yet but had only texted and talked to over the phone. We get to the original girl's house and she wants me to come in and have sex(she puts it this bluntly too). Because I'm a total puss-bag at that point and just didn't want to say "No thank you", I make up some bullshit about having to bail out my friend and I leave. Though, I should have known something was wrong with Sally when on my way to her work(yes, we were meeting at her work since she worked late), she started sending me dirty pictures of herself that she was taking in the bathroom.
I had one girl freak the fuck out at me big time when she noticed I had a cold sore. We had been dating and I hadn't told her I had the herpes!?(like 80% of the world's population...) How dare I! Well, turns out she freaked out because a little...um, incident she'd suffered through ended up giving her the genital variety of herpes and she didn't want the mouth form of herpes because A) she didn't know she probably has it already and just isn't one of us few unlucky bastards that show it and B) the one type of herpes was bad enough, but who would ever love her if she had the mouth herpes too? Shit you not, those were her words. Funnily enough, she's the girl that taught me how to be a really good kisser.
I once dated a girl that was sexually dead and almost had a dead personality. It wasn't even that she had no libido, it was that she didn't even understand why anyone enjoyed anything sexual with one exception: touching her back drove her sexually crazy, in the good way. Couple that with her muted range of emotions and it's probably a good thing I never had sex with her or rubbed her back.
Okay, before I continue, I should clarify one thing. When I was dating, I made it very clear to the women I dated that I refused to be exclusive with anyone prior to dating them for 3 months. If they wanted to see other people, fine. It's all open disclosure, there was no shady shit going on here.
Anyway, remember Sally from a previous story? Well, later on in the month I end up meeting...let's call her Brittany. Brittany was a meth-addicted nursing student, but also a lot of fun and fuck it, why not? Anyway, Brittany and I go out on a date during the day(this was our third or fourth), lunch I believe, and we end up guiding her big ass SUV into an unused parking garage off of a fairly well traveled street because we were feeling horny. First off, I had my own vehicle, it was at our meet up point, but her vehicle had the GPS for us to find where we were going to have lunch, don't judge me.
Second, I say unused parking garage and not abandoned because there was an active office above it, but there weren't any cars there. Anyway, we have our fun, get back to my car, and I leave...and oh yeah, I forgot Sally and I were going to go meet up with my friend, his wife, and another friend at a sports bar later that evening.
Well, I go to this meet up and we all have a grand ole time and I end up going back to Sally's place(which I've become comfortable with at this point because we've known each other for a little bit now). She wants to have sex. I'm not okay with this. Not because I don't want sex, but because that feels like some sort of boundary I shouldn't cross having had sex with another woman just a few hours earlier. So I end up picking a fight about some stupid bullshit in my drunken state, totally mature, in order to keep the idea of sex from her mind.
I don't know how, but she figured this out...and was only pissed because she wanted to have sex. Mind blown. I ended up actually becoming exclusive with Brittany(yeah, I know, bad choice) and Brittany and Sally actually ended up meeting. And becoming fast friends. Mind blown x2.
Anyway, remember Sally from a previous story? Well, later on in the month I end up meeting...let's call her Brittany. Brittany was a meth-addicted nursing student, but also a lot of fun and fuck it, why not? Anyway, Brittany and I go out on a date during the day(this was our third or fourth), lunch I believe, and we end up guiding her big ass SUV into an unused parking garage off of a fairly well traveled street because we were feeling horny. First off, I had my own vehicle, it was at our meet up point, but her vehicle had the GPS for us to find where we were going to have lunch, don't judge me.
Second, I say unused parking garage and not abandoned because there was an active office above it, but there weren't any cars there. Anyway, we have our fun, get back to my car, and I leave...and oh yeah, I forgot Sally and I were going to go meet up with my friend, his wife, and another friend at a sports bar later that evening.
Well, I go to this meet up and we all have a grand ole time and I end up going back to Sally's place(which I've become comfortable with at this point because we've known each other for a little bit now). She wants to have sex. I'm not okay with this. Not because I don't want sex, but because that feels like some sort of boundary I shouldn't cross having had sex with another woman just a few hours earlier. So I end up picking a fight about some stupid bullshit in my drunken state, totally mature, in order to keep the idea of sex from her mind.
I don't know how, but she figured this out...and was only pissed because she wanted to have sex. Mind blown. I ended up actually becoming exclusive with Brittany(yeah, I know, bad choice) and Brittany and Sally actually ended up meeting. And becoming fast friends. Mind blown x2.
Anyway, before Brittany and I were exclusive, Sally met another guy. Okay, cool. I don't remember how it happened, I really wish I remember how I ended up in this position, but it ended up being her, him, and myself hanging out at this bar-ish place. He's a nice enough guy, I didn't have a problem with him, but she went a little cuckoo. She was fawning over both of us almost like she was trying to get us pissed off and jealous at each other and doing very lewd shit to one dude in front of the other. Eventually I had enough and I just looked at her and said I was disappointed in how she acted that evening. Those were literally my words, nothing crass.
She breaks down crying as I head back to my car and is consoled by the other dude, they go on to have a relationship and I actually stay friends with both of them.(Mind blown x3?) Should I be surprised that later on she ended up conning me out of 550 bucks before disappearing? I'm fairly certain she was a compulsive liar considering the colorful past she painted for me(ex boxer, ex cop, ex therapist, admiral's daughter, ex battered spouse yaddayadda).
She breaks down crying as I head back to my car and is consoled by the other dude, they go on to have a relationship and I actually stay friends with both of them.(Mind blown x3?) Should I be surprised that later on she ended up conning me out of 550 bucks before disappearing? I'm fairly certain she was a compulsive liar considering the colorful past she painted for me(ex boxer, ex cop, ex therapist, admiral's daughter, ex battered spouse yaddayadda).
So, fast forward a bit back to where I'm in the relationship with Brittany. One night she gets super high on pot and meth. Normally, she's a fairly high functioning addict and you can't really tell she's high unless you know her tells. But on this night, middle of the night, she's too high to handle it and was actually very scared. She was on her way home and parks in some gas station, calls me, and waits for me to come get her. I live 40 minutes away, but I come anyway.
The second she gets into my car, I look at her for a moment and then and just bust down and start sobbing. What she was doing to herself just fucking killed me. Her response was some sort of fear, with crying, and absolute horror that she'd essentially brought me to me knees. We stayed up together all night and I ended up just driving her around town, talking, trying to look at all the buildings and skyscrapers through the uncharacteristically dense fog. In the morning she had finally sobered up and I dropped her off at her truck.
The second she gets into my car, I look at her for a moment and then and just bust down and start sobbing. What she was doing to herself just fucking killed me. Her response was some sort of fear, with crying, and absolute horror that she'd essentially brought me to me knees. We stayed up together all night and I ended up just driving her around town, talking, trying to look at all the buildings and skyscrapers through the uncharacteristically dense fog. In the morning she had finally sobered up and I dropped her off at her truck.
Let's see, what else...oh, how about the first and only time I ever got in a fight over a girl? This took place before any of the other stories. Meet a girl through WoW, she went to a local university but was from out of state, so we communicated mostly online. School year starts up again, she comes back, we start dating. We stop dating because during our first sexual encounter, I have issues finishing the job. I just can't, don't know why.
Well, even though it had nothing to do with her, this girl most likely thought it did since she already had horrendous self-image issues(on and off again anorexia too) and decides to not date anymore. We're friends for a little bit, then we both want to get into it again and decide to keep it "casual". Okay. Well, a few days later we go to a free concert at the campus with a group of her friends.
It's good music, everyone's having fun, and then I look over. Some guy is grinding up against her and she's grinding up against him. Right next to me. Now, I know we said we were keeping it casual, but when that seems a bit disrespectful. At the time, I took it as extremely disrespectful and I snapped, grabbed the poor guy's collar and tossed him to the ground screaming at him. Not much of a fight, I know, but it's the only time I'd gotten physical with another dude over a chick. She grabs me and pulls me away, we argue all the way back to my car, I leave, and I never see her again. This is what kind of started my whole "casual" thing I ended up doing and gave it certain boundaries.
Well, even though it had nothing to do with her, this girl most likely thought it did since she already had horrendous self-image issues(on and off again anorexia too) and decides to not date anymore. We're friends for a little bit, then we both want to get into it again and decide to keep it "casual". Okay. Well, a few days later we go to a free concert at the campus with a group of her friends.
It's good music, everyone's having fun, and then I look over. Some guy is grinding up against her and she's grinding up against him. Right next to me. Now, I know we said we were keeping it casual, but when that seems a bit disrespectful. At the time, I took it as extremely disrespectful and I snapped, grabbed the poor guy's collar and tossed him to the ground screaming at him. Not much of a fight, I know, but it's the only time I'd gotten physical with another dude over a chick. She grabs me and pulls me away, we argue all the way back to my car, I leave, and I never see her again. This is what kind of started my whole "casual" thing I ended up doing and gave it certain boundaries.
