Waka
08-02-2007, 03:18 PM
Ok so today I had a full-ish day. A 'date' with an 5/6 at 12pm, followed by a meeting with my friend at 4, then a small party at said friends house at around 8pm.
I met up with the girl at 12. I spot her from the other side of the street. She's uglier than I remembered. I took a drink from my hip flask and threw myself in. I figure all female interaction is practise.
We walk together to this public garden, reknowned for the smackheads that shoot up there. As if to prove my point, I kick a bush, and come out with a needle stuck in my shoe. I shit you not.
She's all over me the whole time, much to my embarrassment. We sit down on a bench. I'm drinking cheap orange juice, she's got her hand on my junk. I get too horny for my own good and we start making out.
She grabs my hand and takes me to this little bit of ruined castle. While im busy checking out the piles of used needles and empty cider bottles on the floor, she's apparently planning her attack. All of a sudden I feel a hand hit my throat and i'm thrown against the wall. She starts making out with me. Then she scratches me in the chest so it hurts, and literally squeezes my neck so hard I can't breathe. Then she punches me in the chest, and grabs my hand, putting it down her panties.
I put my fingers into her cooch. It was disgusting. I had to negotiate the folds to reach it, and she was apparently 'wet', as when I withdrew my fingers they were covered with thick goo. Upon sniffing my fingers, I found out she smells of fish and old people.
She puts my hand into her vagoo again. By this time I just want to leave. I seriously just want this over with. I am literally physically repulsed by this girl, and wish she'd leave me alone.
Luckily for me a group of italian kids looking for a place to smoke weed broke the spell, and I was able to sit back and think, although I refused to allow myself to ingest what had just happened. One of the kids was called umberto, and in exchange for me looking out for the police for two minutes, he gave me half of a spliff, which was kind of cool.
Then they left. The girl looks at me and goes 'ive been waiting for them to go'. I refused to maintain eye contact.
She pounced. This time it wasn't so bad though, because she started kneading my crotch with her hands. This goes on for five minutes while im growing increasingly impatient for her to get on with doing something. Rubbing me is good, but it does nothing.
2 minutes later she stops and goes 'I would go further, but im such a tease, so i wont'.
My expression: :mad:
I couldn't believe the cheek of this girl. She seriously seems to think it's sexy.
Finally it's time to meet up with my friend. She insists on coming with me, and we meet him. Him and the girl apparently know each other, and they start ignoring me totally, which pissed me right off.
This gives my mind a chance to reflect on what just happened. I start shivering and feeling dirty and used. I was more attracted to this asian kid who asked me to buy cider for him. For serious. I asked him if he was into dudes too. Apparently not.
I feel absolutely disgusted with myself. I keep looking at my fingers, getting flashbacks and feeling physically sick.
Now I literally can't tell what my sexuality is.
I met up with the girl at 12. I spot her from the other side of the street. She's uglier than I remembered. I took a drink from my hip flask and threw myself in. I figure all female interaction is practise.
We walk together to this public garden, reknowned for the smackheads that shoot up there. As if to prove my point, I kick a bush, and come out with a needle stuck in my shoe. I shit you not.
She's all over me the whole time, much to my embarrassment. We sit down on a bench. I'm drinking cheap orange juice, she's got her hand on my junk. I get too horny for my own good and we start making out.
She grabs my hand and takes me to this little bit of ruined castle. While im busy checking out the piles of used needles and empty cider bottles on the floor, she's apparently planning her attack. All of a sudden I feel a hand hit my throat and i'm thrown against the wall. She starts making out with me. Then she scratches me in the chest so it hurts, and literally squeezes my neck so hard I can't breathe. Then she punches me in the chest, and grabs my hand, putting it down her panties.
I put my fingers into her cooch. It was disgusting. I had to negotiate the folds to reach it, and she was apparently 'wet', as when I withdrew my fingers they were covered with thick goo. Upon sniffing my fingers, I found out she smells of fish and old people.
She puts my hand into her vagoo again. By this time I just want to leave. I seriously just want this over with. I am literally physically repulsed by this girl, and wish she'd leave me alone.
Luckily for me a group of italian kids looking for a place to smoke weed broke the spell, and I was able to sit back and think, although I refused to allow myself to ingest what had just happened. One of the kids was called umberto, and in exchange for me looking out for the police for two minutes, he gave me half of a spliff, which was kind of cool.
Then they left. The girl looks at me and goes 'ive been waiting for them to go'. I refused to maintain eye contact.
She pounced. This time it wasn't so bad though, because she started kneading my crotch with her hands. This goes on for five minutes while im growing increasingly impatient for her to get on with doing something. Rubbing me is good, but it does nothing.
2 minutes later she stops and goes 'I would go further, but im such a tease, so i wont'.
My expression: :mad:
I couldn't believe the cheek of this girl. She seriously seems to think it's sexy.
Finally it's time to meet up with my friend. She insists on coming with me, and we meet him. Him and the girl apparently know each other, and they start ignoring me totally, which pissed me right off.
This gives my mind a chance to reflect on what just happened. I start shivering and feeling dirty and used. I was more attracted to this asian kid who asked me to buy cider for him. For serious. I asked him if he was into dudes too. Apparently not.
I feel absolutely disgusted with myself. I keep looking at my fingers, getting flashbacks and feeling physically sick.
Now I literally can't tell what my sexuality is.