Hey all you cyberstalkers, bloggers and vloggers out there on the inter-web... Hope you're well and that your personal and professional life is groovy....and that you're getting some. Ya...
I have a ton of women in my life. By that- I mean I am uber lucky to have a bunch of great ladies both friends and ex g-friends circling me. Let's focus on the ones that are always in my head/mind as my tortured sex drive still finds them attractive and seductive. There's the young red headed lass that makes me giggle like an 8th grader ('R') from class, the ex girlfriend that I had some of the best sex with when I moved out to Cali ('K'), the one from my Improv days that got away but we're best buds ('J'), and finally ('L') - - she and I dated last year - but I let her go because I didn't 'feel it' anymore.
If I could somehow create a girl masher and put them all together, it would make for one beautifully complex, loving, smart and passionate woman. Alas, that's not gonna happen - and frankly cloning scares me ;)
So, while she was drunk over the past couple of months - "L" - has been texting me. At first, it was the "I miss you" texts... then it's the "just meet me for a drink" texts... "then it's the I miss you" texts again. We started dating a year ago for a couple of months when BAMM - my mom passed away and I needed room. We continued to date on and off till July... but I broke it off. I really didn't feel anything for her anymore. I still don't. She was persistent though. But - nothing - nada - zipp - no feelings for her. Now, those texts grew more flirtatious and agressive. I was put off at first...but when you get drunk and text back (especially when you're horny drunk right?) the sparks start flying. She went fly fishing and landed the big one last week.
We planned to meet NSA a month ago and have a 'naked sunday' as we called it (like that one?). Oh NSA = No Strings Attached ;) for those of you who don't parouse the craigslist causual encounters ads for fun (HA!). Anywhoo. I chickened out. I felt guilty - how can you do that to someone? Maybe she wanted to get back together? Well, after more texting from her, I decided to meet her at her apartment... within 20 mins we were all over each other. Foreplay, the play and after play...and some more play... then we took a break for food and then got back to it. Wow... I left... weirded out. But it wasn't bad. Now, she's texting again for some more fun. Hmmmmm I don't know. Could this be a detour? I am looking for "the one" - but could I have "the one for sex right now" as well while looking?
I just don't know... maybe I am too nice and need to get evil for a bit. It's NSA afterall...
All in all, there's more out there... even though "R" conned me into moving furniture and making it clear that her and I probably are not gonna happen. Talk about botched signals...... Danger! Danger Will Robinson....!
You guys have a good day/night/week
Stay tuned...
Peace
-Mikey
4 comments on The Batch - Part III: She gives good....text
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I'm having a NSA fling right now and we find ourselves constantly checking on each other's emotional state. It's a fine line when it comes to the heart and sex. But as long as you are both honest the pain of a split won't hurt as much.
It also seems that you become more attractive to the opposite sex if you're involved with someone. Partly due to being more confident in yourself. But if she takes away your confidence, it's time to split. If you're not having fun then it's not worth it.
Remember that your feelings are on the line too. Take care, Mikey!
Great Advice... It's weird - but you're right about being attractive to the opposite sex - weird but true. We'll see...
I have been a hermit for so long that I have no clue as to what you're talking about. The only thing I find sniffing around my bed these days is the dog....I need to get out more....
THAT is awesome. I haven't had that freaked out feeling in a long time. You deserve to have some fun, as long as she isn't crazy. Why not...right? Nothing like doing the walk of shame...