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Loaning a chick money 9/9/16 - Bye (2 Viewers)
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Arizona Ron
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Who said she can't afford to get a hotel?But she can't afford to get a hotel room.I think it would be different if I were dating a chick but wasn't ready to get serious. I would be concerned about her walking in when I have another chick there.You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.Not surprising that it became this recurring thing between us until we finally broke up. Someone like Ice, no way...druggie, sounds crazy, kind of manipulated the situation like you had already agreed to let her stay there...I'd be on edge all week.
Here's, that's not a problem; in fact it's a good thing if that happens.
Also, Ice has old money; she has no reason to steal anything out of my place.
You so naive that you don't think this is a power move on her part - especially the teasing you by getting into bed naked?
Arizona Ron
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It would take me an hour to do all the girls but as for Ice, 1 half sleeve and a pretty big tattoo down the side of one thigh and a smaller one below her waist on her hood, few smaller ones on her back on under her arm on her ribs. She has multiple piercing (lips, nips, ears, nose) but doesn't aways have them in. For instance, today she was only wearing stud earrings. She tones it down for work. She's supports an overseas project so she's not in front of people a lot and mostly works from home.
Her look has changed so many times over the years; she goes from shaved sides of her head, to different colors, to long hair to a goth look then back to one that's more corporate america looking.
gianmarco
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VA703
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Binky The Doormat
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You have to learn to trust - women need that. And you don't have a 9 inch ****.You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.
McGarnicle
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Women aren't trustworthy by nature. And yes that is correct.Binky The Doormat said:You have to learn to trust - women need that. And you don't have a 9 inch ****.McGarnicle said:You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.
And men are trustworthy ?Women aren't trustworthy by nature. And yes that is correct.Binky The Doormat said:You have to learn to trust - women need that. And you don't have a 9 inch ****.McGarnicle said:You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.
McGarnicle
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I am trustworthy.And men are trustworthy ?Women aren't trustworthy by nature. And yes that is correct.Binky The Doormat said:You have to learn to trust - women need that. And you don't have a 9 inch ****.McGarnicle said:You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.
Arizona Ron
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They have to be Update WorthyTM for a title change.We are all waiting for the title to change to reflect an update!
I would rather take my chances with Ice.I am trustworthy.And men are trustworthy ?Women aren't trustworthy by nature. And yes that is correct.Binky The Doormat said:You have to learn to trust - women need that. And you don't have a 9 inch ****.McGarnicle said:You're a lot more trusting than me Ron. I dated a girl for like 4 or 5 months and she asked for the key to my place because her commute was hell and I lived halfway. She just wanted to come in and chill until rush hour was over. I told her I wasn't comfortable with it.
Well obviously that is what we are waiting for. ice, Ice Baby!They have to be Update WorthyTM for a title change.We are all waiting for the title to change to reflect an update!
Baloney Sandwich
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pricklypete
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Your bed is huge.
Arizona Ron
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Ice texted me late yesterday to ask what time I'll be back because she's making dinner. I tell her around 6:30 after the gym. I get home and Ice has dinner going, table set and has two bottles of sauvignon blanc on chill. She's excitedly cooking with the "look what I did" look as she's finalizing dinner barefoot wearing, from what I can see, only a long-sleeve shirt; I walked over said, "wow, looks amazing" and kissed her - she smiled. I told her I'm going to hop in the shower.
I get out of the shower, dry off and throw on some sweat shorts and a t-shirt then head back to the dinning room.
Me: This looks amazing (I'm guessing cod fish, glazed over rice with a cucumber type relish).
Ice: Thanks (we start eating, no we didn't say grace). What are you doing tonight?
Me: Watching the game here. I try to avoid the bars around here when the Redskins are playing - especially at night time.
Ice: Should be a good game, I need 'dem Boys to make a run
Me: I want Dallas to win also.
Ice: When did you become a Dallas fan?
Me: I just want them to win so it 3-way ties up the NFC East with Dallas 1 out; I'm happiest when that division is close, even if fighting to be the best of the worst.
Ice: That makes no sense, you don't even have a team.
Me: Not really but I grew up watching the NFC East fight it out; that's what I like.
We small talk a bit more, she tells me about her training class and I tell her I almost got hit by a commuter bus crossing the street at lunch time. Ice is much more tame when she's not out, showing off in front of other girls and geeked up on whatever. She's a weekend warrior, doesn't really party that hard during the week (usually).
She's sitting across the table with one foot in the chair, I get up to reach for the wine and glance down at her. I sit back down with the wine and begin to pour myself another glass. She asks, "were you looking to see if I had panties on?" I said, "guilty" and laughed. While taking a sip of wine, Ice puts her leg down from her chair; while I'm sipping my wine she slingshot her panties across the table - I didn't break stride as my wine glass is now has sky blue lace garnished. We both broke out in laughter.
This is just how Ice is; if I overplay my hand at this point she'll freeze up, get made and go on the offense because she'll feel out of control. It's a reason why we've become cool over the last few years; I let her do her thing. Is she bi-polar, maybe but I know what makes her tick. She doesn't play hard to get - she plays, 'I'll play if I wanna play', (if that makes any sense at all). Throw another girl in the mix and she's a totally different person.
I complimented her a few more times on the food and telling her what a good cook she is; she says, "I'll never tell my secret" - know what her secret is, she buys the stuff online and it comes in prepackaged and portioned. Sure you still have to not burn it I guess but it's not like she went shopping for the stuff off the top of her head and prepped it just right. We get done eating, I start to clean up but she remarks that she'll take care of it - I'm not arguing with that.
It's a little after 8 so I walk into the living room and turn on the TV. I grab the ice bucked with the second bottle of wine and took it into the living room. Ice joins me on the couch and we continue small talk during the game since it was so boring:
Ice: This place is really nice, are you thinking about buying it?
Me: Something like it maybe. I really don't need 3 bedrooms and the owner is talking about putting this one on the market for close to 900k. No way am I paying that to live in Crystal City. I've been looking in Reston Town Center; I checked out a 2br for about 400k.
Ice: When are you going to look at more places?
Me: Idk, maybe this weekend. I really just want a place that's low maintenance, i.e. condo with enough space for my daughter when she visits or even if she wants to stay short or long term.
Ice: What are you going to do with your house back in Loudoun?
Me: Nothing, wife and daughter like it so no need to change it. What about your house? That's a lot of house for one person.
Ice: Yeah, it is. My parents gave me the house thinking I'd fill it up with kids some day.
Conversation broke as we both jumped up yelling at the refs. The game got increasingly interesting near the end (thanks DeSean, for screwing up and tying it up).
After Dallas pulled off a win, we were both jumping and yelling at the TV. We're a little tuned up after each of us knocking off a bottle of wine and a round of shots during half time.
She gets up and says she's going to bed. I said okay, just going to chill her for a bit.
She walks into my bedroom. After about 5 minutes, she comes back out, now without the shirt too, doesn't say a word and pulls me into my room.
It was just drunk sex, no need for details. Nothing crazy about it, just drunk sex.
She was still sleeping when I left this morning.
I get out of the shower, dry off and throw on some sweat shorts and a t-shirt then head back to the dinning room.
Me: This looks amazing (I'm guessing cod fish, glazed over rice with a cucumber type relish).
Ice: Thanks (we start eating, no we didn't say grace). What are you doing tonight?
Me: Watching the game here. I try to avoid the bars around here when the Redskins are playing - especially at night time.
Ice: Should be a good game, I need 'dem Boys to make a run
Me: I want Dallas to win also.
Ice: When did you become a Dallas fan?
Me: I just want them to win so it 3-way ties up the NFC East with Dallas 1 out; I'm happiest when that division is close, even if fighting to be the best of the worst.
Ice: That makes no sense, you don't even have a team.
Me: Not really but I grew up watching the NFC East fight it out; that's what I like.
We small talk a bit more, she tells me about her training class and I tell her I almost got hit by a commuter bus crossing the street at lunch time. Ice is much more tame when she's not out, showing off in front of other girls and geeked up on whatever. She's a weekend warrior, doesn't really party that hard during the week (usually).
She's sitting across the table with one foot in the chair, I get up to reach for the wine and glance down at her. I sit back down with the wine and begin to pour myself another glass. She asks, "were you looking to see if I had panties on?" I said, "guilty" and laughed. While taking a sip of wine, Ice puts her leg down from her chair; while I'm sipping my wine she slingshot her panties across the table - I didn't break stride as my wine glass is now has sky blue lace garnished. We both broke out in laughter.
This is just how Ice is; if I overplay my hand at this point she'll freeze up, get made and go on the offense because she'll feel out of control. It's a reason why we've become cool over the last few years; I let her do her thing. Is she bi-polar, maybe but I know what makes her tick. She doesn't play hard to get - she plays, 'I'll play if I wanna play', (if that makes any sense at all). Throw another girl in the mix and she's a totally different person.
I complimented her a few more times on the food and telling her what a good cook she is; she says, "I'll never tell my secret" - know what her secret is, she buys the stuff online and it comes in prepackaged and portioned. Sure you still have to not burn it I guess but it's not like she went shopping for the stuff off the top of her head and prepped it just right. We get done eating, I start to clean up but she remarks that she'll take care of it - I'm not arguing with that.
It's a little after 8 so I walk into the living room and turn on the TV. I grab the ice bucked with the second bottle of wine and took it into the living room. Ice joins me on the couch and we continue small talk during the game since it was so boring:
Ice: This place is really nice, are you thinking about buying it?
Me: Something like it maybe. I really don't need 3 bedrooms and the owner is talking about putting this one on the market for close to 900k. No way am I paying that to live in Crystal City. I've been looking in Reston Town Center; I checked out a 2br for about 400k.
Ice: When are you going to look at more places?
Me: Idk, maybe this weekend. I really just want a place that's low maintenance, i.e. condo with enough space for my daughter when she visits or even if she wants to stay short or long term.
Ice: What are you going to do with your house back in Loudoun?
Me: Nothing, wife and daughter like it so no need to change it. What about your house? That's a lot of house for one person.
Ice: Yeah, it is. My parents gave me the house thinking I'd fill it up with kids some day.
Conversation broke as we both jumped up yelling at the refs. The game got increasingly interesting near the end (thanks DeSean, for screwing up and tying it up).
After Dallas pulled off a win, we were both jumping and yelling at the TV. We're a little tuned up after each of us knocking off a bottle of wine and a round of shots during half time.
She gets up and says she's going to bed. I said okay, just going to chill her for a bit.
She walks into my bedroom. After about 5 minutes, she comes back out, now without the shirt too, doesn't say a word and pulls me into my room.
It was just drunk sex, no need for details. Nothing crazy about it, just drunk sex.
She was still sleeping when I left this morning.
Ned
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Clifford
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Arizona Ron
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Arizona Ron
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The food she brought is in little bags with Blue Apron stickers on all of them. Maybe she thought I couldn't read.
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But you have access to DC, Arlington, Alexandria, etc. Not many options in Reston aside from the Towne Center.
kentric
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Loved Reston town center when I lived in Ashburn. I think they changed the name of it, but man I loved Rio Grande fajitas. The marinade on the chicken/steak awesome on the tortillas. I am sure it has gotten even more crazy, but that was 10 years ago. I also probably lived near Ron and didn't realize it.
kentric
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El Floppo
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Well appointed Honda with hand stitched leather seats and cashmere trim.
AAABatteries
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I thought all the blacks said grace before they ate? Bad form - you should be thankful for the food, the plethora of ##### you get and your 9-inch ****.
shadyridr
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Sammy3469
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El Floppo
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Arizona Ron
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She's white, very white actually.
Arizona Ron
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I think Shadyrdr's comment about her being black had something to do with occasionally shaving her hair and coloring it.
ETA: which makes zero sense to me btw
ETA: which makes zero sense to me btw
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