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FrustratedUser
Lifer
shens
frankgomez75
Platinum Member
dammit!
I just read all 5 pages and no friggin update... What the hell MAN! :|
Your a GEEK, so I know you got a Pocket PC or Sidekick with internet capabilities. So no excuses on why you haven't posted and update.
Until we see :camera:'s then this thread is nothing more than a fantasy you are wishing were true
I just read all 5 pages and no friggin update... What the hell MAN! :|
Your a GEEK, so I know you got a Pocket PC or Sidekick with internet capabilities. So no excuses on why you haven't posted and update.
Until we see :camera:'s then this thread is nothing more than a fantasy you are wishing were true
HumblePie
Lifer
Okay, Update time.
Yes, I got a pic on my camera phone. I don't have the web service for it, and I'm not sure if I want to pay sprint for a month of web service just so you guys can get a pic of her butt. Okay, I couldn't get a great pic because well... it would seem way to obvious. I did manage to get a blurry picture of her butt, however you need to read the story to find out the information on the pic.
I woke up Saturday morning at 7am excited for the evening to come, but definately NOT excited for the day ahead. I decided my apartment needed a MAJOR CLEANING OVERHAUL. The place, to say the least didn't look habitable. You'd need a shurpa to figure out where actual spots of the carpet could be seen.
Well, it wasn't trash per say. Just JUNK and dirty clothes. Junk as in computer parts, art supplies, cat toys, shoes, and other crap. I also wanted to get my closet organized, get rid of some old clothes and what not. So I got to work. Grabbed some cleaning supplies and started digging in. I had a 35 pack box of those big black, heavy duty, yard trash bags. I went through ALL THEM. Yah, most of them were clothes, and some went to good will, the cloths I thought were salvageable, but most just went to the dumpster. Like I finally got rid of all my old Air Force uniforms since I wouldn't be needing them anymore. I also got rid of all my old sheets and bought some new bedding and stuff. Got rid of a couple ratty blankets and got some new ones. Basically I spent hours remaking the place. I even rented a Rug Doctor and shampooed the carpet.
I was working my a$$ off a top speed and not thinking I'd be done by 10 o'clock pm despite working on the place since 7am non stop. Well, 9:30pm rolls around and instead of trying to call her and seem like I'm a little bit too eager or anxious, I just send a text message saying, "Hey there, go ahead and give me a call when you get off work." I did the text message because my reasoning was that I had no clue exactly when she might get off work. It might be early or she might have to stay late. I also didn't want to bother her at work either (I know it would annoy me).
So 10 rolls by. No call. 11 rolls by, no call from her. About 11:10 pm my friends call me up and ask if I want to go out. I tell them sure but if I get a booty call I'm splitting. They have zero problems with that.
So I put all the cleaning stuff away. Hide the rest of the dirty clothes I hadn't finished washing, take a shower, and get ready to go out with friends. I figure I can keep my phone close in hand incase she calls and this way, I'd be all ready to go.
I meet my friends, Gil and Tray, and we go pick up their girls. Pavra for Gil and Marissa for Tray. Pavra also had her cousin with her Sasha and we all head off to Bar 11. I usually go there with them because Tray works there and Gil used to own the place I think before when it was called the Lexington room and got bought from him and turned to Bar 11.
Anyhow, the night there was fairly interesting. Turns out Sasha was a model and just "starred" in a new Budweiser commerical that's going to air soon. Incase you are wondering what she looks like, about 5'5", very big boobs, very thin waist, short, straight hair that stops about the jaw line. Slightly hispnic looking (as in very light skin but enough olive skin with the dark hair and dark eyes). She was a snooty "b*tch" though but still at least interesting. At least she asked me to dance. We also met up with Malik Rose there and talked with him for a bit. Well Gil did cause this guy seems to be friends with EVERYONE. So for the next few hours until the bar closed we all drank, talked about Sasha's new commericial, Malik's new Restuarant he opened in SA and was back in town for, danced, and got to watch a bar fight as some moronic off-duty cop got caught bringing in his fire arm into the place and wouldn't leave the premises.
2am rolls by, no phone call yet and I was checking like mad. Grr...
well, we call it a night a little later after going back to Gil's place and I go home. End up in bed around 4am and a little disappointed.
Wake up the following day around noon and figured, since I started the cleaning job I miht as well finish it and proceed to work on my place still. My parents call sometime in the afternoon and make sure I'm coming over to visit. Yes, I still visit my parents most Sunday nights for dinner because it's a big, nice, home cooked meal and it's free. Plus they usually give me left overs for lunches. Yumm.
Then, 5pm comes by and she calls. At least the first words out of her mouth were, "I'm sorry." She explained she just saw the text message this morning before having to go to work at Souper Salad. She said she was expecting me to call her last night and wasn't checking for text messages. She asked if I was doing anything now or if I wanted to go out for dinner. Told her I had plans to eat with my folks but we could do something afterwards.
Since she asked me out, I decided to forgive her for not calling or getting my text message read in a timely manner 😛 Well, I go visit my folks. Steak, sauteed mushrooms, baked potato, crab cakes, and salad.... MMMmmmMMMmmm goood. Got the left overs too along with some extra seafood pasta dish they made the night before. Have to love parents for good and free food no matter what age you are.
Well, I get done head back, and call her up. She says she started running some errands like grocery shopping at HEB while I was at my folks, but will head home to take a shower to get ready. I tell her it's not a problem cause I got to get ready and it will take me at least 20 minutes to get to her place from the directions she gave me.
I freshen up, throw on some tommy jeans on and a blue crew cut t-shirt, slap my black tommy boots on, and head out to pick her up. On the way, I make a detour to Exxon to fill up on gas and get my car washed from automatic washer they have.
I show up at her place, turns out to be a house. I was thinking an apartment but nope a house. I also remembered her not living with her parents so I was womdering how she owned a house or who's it was. She answered the door. Damn she looked good. It was the simplest outfit, blue jeans, tight black short sleeved and low cut top, and flip flops with manicured toe nails painted a deep red. Made me feel under dressed despite wearing almost the same thing. How can girls make simple outfits look that good? She says she was finished getting ready and asked me to come inside and wait a couple more minutes. Great! a chance to explore and learn some stuff without making it obvious.
She heads off to the bathroom and I'm left standing in the living room and looking at pictures, stuff on the shelves, and trying to learn more about her. I notice a few Jewish items, a Shammash and throw blanket that had a picture of some Mecca looking temple. I also notice a picture of a strange guy with some strange girl. These were wedding photos. Same picture of the guy with this girl are in other places. I hear her coming from the bathroom and make myself look at something other then the pictures which happened to be a die cast corvette on a shelf instead.
her:" thanks for waiting, sorry about nto being ready."
me: "no problem, experience has taught me girls are always slow"
her: "hey that's not fair."
I stick my tongue out at her. I then point to the Shammash on the mantle. "You jewish?"
her: "Nope, that's my roommates. He is."
/WARNING WARNING DANGER WILL ROBINSON!!!!!
I'm thinking to myself, male room mate and with this hot woman in this house..... not good.
me: "He?" I tried to make it not sound too obvious but what guy wouldn't be a little shocked? I guess she picked up on it because she started to explain.
her: "Yah, sorry I forgot to mention. My friend Gary is going through a divorce. This is his house but he's having a hard time keeping up the payments. Since my lease runs out at the end of August, I decided to move in a few weeks ago to get a cheaper place to live while I make some payments to get my truck fixed and also help him out on the house payments so he doesn't go under. Which brings me to something else, I had one more errand to run. Gary wants me to deliver this letter to his soon to be ex-wife. Do you mind driving me over there so I can give this to her?"
me: "Sure."
So we hop in the car and take off. On the ride she busts out the letter, which is like 9 pages long, she says talks a bitmore about the room mate and feels sorry for the guy since he pretty much fell in love with and married a trashy woman. He's 34 and got married to a 29 year old with 2 kids from a previous husband who went to jail. But the guy is now out of jail so she's breaking it off with Gary to go back to the first husband for the "kid's sake." She says that's a load of crock and can't understand that woman for being so stupid. I just nod and agree. We deliver the letter to the lady, who turns out to be the restuarant manager at a nearby IHOP. While we are delivering the letter, Gary called and was asked if she delivered the letter and was asking what her reaction was. She then says, I'll try to remember but it's not like I can take a picture to Gary over the phone.
Cha-ching!! I have an excuse to bust out my camera phone. I bring it out and say, while she's still on the phone with Gary and we are walking in. I say, "Here, just use this," and I snap off a quick picture of her backside cause she was walking in front of me. It's a bit blurry because we were walking in but I'll figure out some way to post it. She laughs and tells me to put it away. I don't think she noticed I used it on her. Just wish I could have taken a better shot.
After that is done, she says to head back to my place to see my cat. I did mention she seems to like cats a lot.
On the way to my place, we discuss a bit of the mis-understanding about the night before and I explained it wasn't problem as I went out with friends to a bar without going into too much detail. Not good to metion I was spending the night hanging out with Budweiser commercial models. I asked if she had eaten anything yet and she said nope and that she was hungry. I had already eaten but mentioned I had some fresh steak and seafood pasta back at my place as well I could heat up real quick for her. She seems to like that idea.
So we get back to my place. She starts going ga-ga over my cat. I heat up her food and try to bounce some ideas off her of where we could go. I asked if she liked to bowl or play golf. Both come back as a negatory. She basically tells me she rather hang out at my place and play with my cat and talk instead of going anywhere. Not a problem with me! I asked if she wanted anything to drink and mention I have bottle water, coke zero, bud light, monster energy drinks, and some kianti. She say's she'll take some kianti with her food. Since we were going to hang out here, I wasn't too worried about it so poured her and myself some.
From there it went to playing with my cat some, talking some small chit-chat and her finishing up eating. When she did, she joined me over on my couch and the conversation turned to stories about our past. I mentioned how I was a hellion when I was a kid and once set on fire a baby sitters hair. She got that "OMG that's awful!" look on her face while laughing again. She also tells me she's been telling that stupid baby with nail in the foot joke to everyone now because of me. I laught at that. At this point she starts lightly touching me. Stroking my arm and the back of my hand. I tell her a couple more wild stories of my past of some embarrassing moments (I have wayyy too many of those stories of mis-adventure) and she continues to get a little closer and rest her head on my shoulder. I'm taking it as a good sign.
Then all of a sudden she sit up right and gets a serious look on her face and flat out asks me. "Before you tell me anything else, do you do drugs?" I was a bit surprised by the question out of the blue and was wondering why she asked it bu respond, "Nope, just a little alcohol with friends from time to time, that's it." Her, "Good, because I see to much of that crap and it's disgusting. If I keep getting more and more interested in you I had to make sure you were clean." I've never had a girl this up front with me or ask me this out right so it was definately refreshing. She then settles back down against me but this time lays down on the couch with her head in my lap and tells me the reason she asked me was because of her last boyfriend long ago turned out to be a not so nice guy and too involved with drugs. That she didn't want to have anything to do with that anymore and she wanted to get that out of the way. Works for me.
From there it was some more stories, more cuddling and hand holding. I was pretty much letting her initiate all contact cause I was afraid of scaring her away by being too male too soon. It starts to get late and she said she's getting sleepy, but she's off tomorrow and that we can do something when I get off work. I was a tad disappointed. I offered her to sleep in my bed and I can take the couch since she doesn't have to be into work for Monday and I can drop her off on my way in. Then again, I hadn't bought any rubbers so while I was wanting to go further then it had, I probably wouldn't. In the end I drove her back to her place and walked her to her door. She gave me a hug and I decided to go in for a quick kiss. I guess it was the right move because we end up kissing for quite awhile before she finally tries to break away. She starts to back up, and comes back in to kiss more, and then bakes up and comes back in and dragging me closer and closer to the door. Finally, and I have no clue how long it's been. she gets her hands off my backside and puts them on the door and says we need to save more for tomorrow night.
I'm a little disappointed, but I can understand. One more peck, a wave and I head home happy!
I can't wait for tonight!
This time I'll definately try for a better picture. I'll use the excuse I need a face shot so it makes it easier to tell who's calling.
Yes, I got a pic on my camera phone. I don't have the web service for it, and I'm not sure if I want to pay sprint for a month of web service just so you guys can get a pic of her butt. Okay, I couldn't get a great pic because well... it would seem way to obvious. I did manage to get a blurry picture of her butt, however you need to read the story to find out the information on the pic.
I woke up Saturday morning at 7am excited for the evening to come, but definately NOT excited for the day ahead. I decided my apartment needed a MAJOR CLEANING OVERHAUL. The place, to say the least didn't look habitable. You'd need a shurpa to figure out where actual spots of the carpet could be seen.
Well, it wasn't trash per say. Just JUNK and dirty clothes. Junk as in computer parts, art supplies, cat toys, shoes, and other crap. I also wanted to get my closet organized, get rid of some old clothes and what not. So I got to work. Grabbed some cleaning supplies and started digging in. I had a 35 pack box of those big black, heavy duty, yard trash bags. I went through ALL THEM. Yah, most of them were clothes, and some went to good will, the cloths I thought were salvageable, but most just went to the dumpster. Like I finally got rid of all my old Air Force uniforms since I wouldn't be needing them anymore. I also got rid of all my old sheets and bought some new bedding and stuff. Got rid of a couple ratty blankets and got some new ones. Basically I spent hours remaking the place. I even rented a Rug Doctor and shampooed the carpet.
I was working my a$$ off a top speed and not thinking I'd be done by 10 o'clock pm despite working on the place since 7am non stop. Well, 9:30pm rolls around and instead of trying to call her and seem like I'm a little bit too eager or anxious, I just send a text message saying, "Hey there, go ahead and give me a call when you get off work." I did the text message because my reasoning was that I had no clue exactly when she might get off work. It might be early or she might have to stay late. I also didn't want to bother her at work either (I know it would annoy me).
So 10 rolls by. No call. 11 rolls by, no call from her. About 11:10 pm my friends call me up and ask if I want to go out. I tell them sure but if I get a booty call I'm splitting. They have zero problems with that.
So I put all the cleaning stuff away. Hide the rest of the dirty clothes I hadn't finished washing, take a shower, and get ready to go out with friends. I figure I can keep my phone close in hand incase she calls and this way, I'd be all ready to go.
I meet my friends, Gil and Tray, and we go pick up their girls. Pavra for Gil and Marissa for Tray. Pavra also had her cousin with her Sasha and we all head off to Bar 11. I usually go there with them because Tray works there and Gil used to own the place I think before when it was called the Lexington room and got bought from him and turned to Bar 11.
Anyhow, the night there was fairly interesting. Turns out Sasha was a model and just "starred" in a new Budweiser commerical that's going to air soon. Incase you are wondering what she looks like, about 5'5", very big boobs, very thin waist, short, straight hair that stops about the jaw line. Slightly hispnic looking (as in very light skin but enough olive skin with the dark hair and dark eyes). She was a snooty "b*tch" though but still at least interesting. At least she asked me to dance. We also met up with Malik Rose there and talked with him for a bit. Well Gil did cause this guy seems to be friends with EVERYONE. So for the next few hours until the bar closed we all drank, talked about Sasha's new commericial, Malik's new Restuarant he opened in SA and was back in town for, danced, and got to watch a bar fight as some moronic off-duty cop got caught bringing in his fire arm into the place and wouldn't leave the premises.
2am rolls by, no phone call yet and I was checking like mad. Grr...
well, we call it a night a little later after going back to Gil's place and I go home. End up in bed around 4am and a little disappointed.
Wake up the following day around noon and figured, since I started the cleaning job I miht as well finish it and proceed to work on my place still. My parents call sometime in the afternoon and make sure I'm coming over to visit. Yes, I still visit my parents most Sunday nights for dinner because it's a big, nice, home cooked meal and it's free. Plus they usually give me left overs for lunches. Yumm.
Then, 5pm comes by and she calls. At least the first words out of her mouth were, "I'm sorry." She explained she just saw the text message this morning before having to go to work at Souper Salad. She said she was expecting me to call her last night and wasn't checking for text messages. She asked if I was doing anything now or if I wanted to go out for dinner. Told her I had plans to eat with my folks but we could do something afterwards.
Since she asked me out, I decided to forgive her for not calling or getting my text message read in a timely manner 😛 Well, I go visit my folks. Steak, sauteed mushrooms, baked potato, crab cakes, and salad.... MMMmmmMMMmmm goood. Got the left overs too along with some extra seafood pasta dish they made the night before. Have to love parents for good and free food no matter what age you are.
Well, I get done head back, and call her up. She says she started running some errands like grocery shopping at HEB while I was at my folks, but will head home to take a shower to get ready. I tell her it's not a problem cause I got to get ready and it will take me at least 20 minutes to get to her place from the directions she gave me.
I freshen up, throw on some tommy jeans on and a blue crew cut t-shirt, slap my black tommy boots on, and head out to pick her up. On the way, I make a detour to Exxon to fill up on gas and get my car washed from automatic washer they have.
I show up at her place, turns out to be a house. I was thinking an apartment but nope a house. I also remembered her not living with her parents so I was womdering how she owned a house or who's it was. She answered the door. Damn she looked good. It was the simplest outfit, blue jeans, tight black short sleeved and low cut top, and flip flops with manicured toe nails painted a deep red. Made me feel under dressed despite wearing almost the same thing. How can girls make simple outfits look that good? She says she was finished getting ready and asked me to come inside and wait a couple more minutes. Great! a chance to explore and learn some stuff without making it obvious.
She heads off to the bathroom and I'm left standing in the living room and looking at pictures, stuff on the shelves, and trying to learn more about her. I notice a few Jewish items, a Shammash and throw blanket that had a picture of some Mecca looking temple. I also notice a picture of a strange guy with some strange girl. These were wedding photos. Same picture of the guy with this girl are in other places. I hear her coming from the bathroom and make myself look at something other then the pictures which happened to be a die cast corvette on a shelf instead.
her:" thanks for waiting, sorry about nto being ready."
me: "no problem, experience has taught me girls are always slow"
her: "hey that's not fair."
I stick my tongue out at her. I then point to the Shammash on the mantle. "You jewish?"
her: "Nope, that's my roommates. He is."
/WARNING WARNING DANGER WILL ROBINSON!!!!!
I'm thinking to myself, male room mate and with this hot woman in this house..... not good.
me: "He?" I tried to make it not sound too obvious but what guy wouldn't be a little shocked? I guess she picked up on it because she started to explain.
her: "Yah, sorry I forgot to mention. My friend Gary is going through a divorce. This is his house but he's having a hard time keeping up the payments. Since my lease runs out at the end of August, I decided to move in a few weeks ago to get a cheaper place to live while I make some payments to get my truck fixed and also help him out on the house payments so he doesn't go under. Which brings me to something else, I had one more errand to run. Gary wants me to deliver this letter to his soon to be ex-wife. Do you mind driving me over there so I can give this to her?"
me: "Sure."
So we hop in the car and take off. On the ride she busts out the letter, which is like 9 pages long, she says talks a bitmore about the room mate and feels sorry for the guy since he pretty much fell in love with and married a trashy woman. He's 34 and got married to a 29 year old with 2 kids from a previous husband who went to jail. But the guy is now out of jail so she's breaking it off with Gary to go back to the first husband for the "kid's sake." She says that's a load of crock and can't understand that woman for being so stupid. I just nod and agree. We deliver the letter to the lady, who turns out to be the restuarant manager at a nearby IHOP. While we are delivering the letter, Gary called and was asked if she delivered the letter and was asking what her reaction was. She then says, I'll try to remember but it's not like I can take a picture to Gary over the phone.
Cha-ching!! I have an excuse to bust out my camera phone. I bring it out and say, while she's still on the phone with Gary and we are walking in. I say, "Here, just use this," and I snap off a quick picture of her backside cause she was walking in front of me. It's a bit blurry because we were walking in but I'll figure out some way to post it. She laughs and tells me to put it away. I don't think she noticed I used it on her. Just wish I could have taken a better shot.
After that is done, she says to head back to my place to see my cat. I did mention she seems to like cats a lot.
On the way to my place, we discuss a bit of the mis-understanding about the night before and I explained it wasn't problem as I went out with friends to a bar without going into too much detail. Not good to metion I was spending the night hanging out with Budweiser commercial models. I asked if she had eaten anything yet and she said nope and that she was hungry. I had already eaten but mentioned I had some fresh steak and seafood pasta back at my place as well I could heat up real quick for her. She seems to like that idea.
So we get back to my place. She starts going ga-ga over my cat. I heat up her food and try to bounce some ideas off her of where we could go. I asked if she liked to bowl or play golf. Both come back as a negatory. She basically tells me she rather hang out at my place and play with my cat and talk instead of going anywhere. Not a problem with me! I asked if she wanted anything to drink and mention I have bottle water, coke zero, bud light, monster energy drinks, and some kianti. She say's she'll take some kianti with her food. Since we were going to hang out here, I wasn't too worried about it so poured her and myself some.
From there it went to playing with my cat some, talking some small chit-chat and her finishing up eating. When she did, she joined me over on my couch and the conversation turned to stories about our past. I mentioned how I was a hellion when I was a kid and once set on fire a baby sitters hair. She got that "OMG that's awful!" look on her face while laughing again. She also tells me she's been telling that stupid baby with nail in the foot joke to everyone now because of me. I laught at that. At this point she starts lightly touching me. Stroking my arm and the back of my hand. I tell her a couple more wild stories of my past of some embarrassing moments (I have wayyy too many of those stories of mis-adventure) and she continues to get a little closer and rest her head on my shoulder. I'm taking it as a good sign.
Then all of a sudden she sit up right and gets a serious look on her face and flat out asks me. "Before you tell me anything else, do you do drugs?" I was a bit surprised by the question out of the blue and was wondering why she asked it bu respond, "Nope, just a little alcohol with friends from time to time, that's it." Her, "Good, because I see to much of that crap and it's disgusting. If I keep getting more and more interested in you I had to make sure you were clean." I've never had a girl this up front with me or ask me this out right so it was definately refreshing. She then settles back down against me but this time lays down on the couch with her head in my lap and tells me the reason she asked me was because of her last boyfriend long ago turned out to be a not so nice guy and too involved with drugs. That she didn't want to have anything to do with that anymore and she wanted to get that out of the way. Works for me.
From there it was some more stories, more cuddling and hand holding. I was pretty much letting her initiate all contact cause I was afraid of scaring her away by being too male too soon. It starts to get late and she said she's getting sleepy, but she's off tomorrow and that we can do something when I get off work. I was a tad disappointed. I offered her to sleep in my bed and I can take the couch since she doesn't have to be into work for Monday and I can drop her off on my way in. Then again, I hadn't bought any rubbers so while I was wanting to go further then it had, I probably wouldn't. In the end I drove her back to her place and walked her to her door. She gave me a hug and I decided to go in for a quick kiss. I guess it was the right move because we end up kissing for quite awhile before she finally tries to break away. She starts to back up, and comes back in to kiss more, and then bakes up and comes back in and dragging me closer and closer to the door. Finally, and I have no clue how long it's been. she gets her hands off my backside and puts them on the door and says we need to save more for tomorrow night.
I'm a little disappointed, but I can understand. One more peck, a wave and I head home happy!
I can't wait for tonight!
This time I'll definately try for a better picture. I'll use the excuse I need a face shot so it makes it easier to tell who's calling.
HumblePie
Lifer
Well, I just got into the office a few hours ago and started writing all that crap up. Sorry, I usually don't post on anandtech on the weekends. Just during the week so I can pass my boring timeframes, when I get them, at work. I'm going to try and stop by bestbuy or circuit city at work and see if I can find a data transfer cable for my phone to hook it up to to my pc here at work. Let's see what happens.
Saint Nick
Lifer
OMFG AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE WINNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
xXped0thugXx
Golden Member
Awesome, sounds like it went great. :thumbsup:
frankgomez75
Platinum Member
Nice Update.....
But dammit..... I need pics! :laugh:
I hope this is not all made up. If not, than it sounds like your on your way to having some fun.
Just keep level headed and remember she is a stripper.... not something I would want my future children to ever learn about their mother. Like Chris Rock sez "My goal in life is to keep my daughter off the pole..... or I have failed as a father"
She's Definetly not marriage material either. Odds are it wouldn't work out long term anyways. She's 18, still has alot of learning to do. As she progresses through college and learns more about herself she will prolly change even more. Her goals in life, career wise and socially, will prolly change as yours will too. When she graduates at 22 or 23 you'll be 31/32. To me those age groups have a wide gap in common interests and goals.
Either way, enjoy the hawt sex.... but don't fall in love or you're guaranteed to have a broken heart.
But dammit..... I need pics! :laugh:
I hope this is not all made up. If not, than it sounds like your on your way to having some fun.
Just keep level headed and remember she is a stripper.... not something I would want my future children to ever learn about their mother. Like Chris Rock sez "My goal in life is to keep my daughter off the pole..... or I have failed as a father"
She's Definetly not marriage material either. Odds are it wouldn't work out long term anyways. She's 18, still has alot of learning to do. As she progresses through college and learns more about herself she will prolly change even more. Her goals in life, career wise and socially, will prolly change as yours will too. When she graduates at 22 or 23 you'll be 31/32. To me those age groups have a wide gap in common interests and goals.
Either way, enjoy the hawt sex.... but don't fall in love or you're guaranteed to have a broken heart.
Saint Nick
Lifer
i think that love is love no matter what the age is. it might be quite an age gap but if they love and care for each other who gives a sh!t. i say take it as far as you can.
HumblePie
Lifer
w00t!!! she just called me at work. Said she enjoyed last night alot and she's looking forward to tonight. Guess I need to stop off for some rubbers before heading home from work tonight just incase. I don't want to rush anything at all, but like a boy scout need to always be prepared. Her phone was dying so she had to go and is going to call back in a couple more hours to chat if it's okay with work. I told her it's a boring a$$ day anyhow since I'm waiting on documents to be reviewed and only got 1 meeting later.
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