Yes, and the issue is at what exact time will she find herself lying on her back crying out to the God of creation in the throes of the passions of marital relations.after he finger blasted her? no offense but you are way off here. she is thinking there is an issue
May as well @ him if your going to call on him.Hate to say I told you so, but I told you so, @pantherclub
It would be pretty funny if this sensitive girl who doesn't want you to break her heart and seems interested in a "nice guy" says "I like pain" about two minutes into your consummation.
You don't always have to hug her hard...:confetti:
hug her hard
That is what I had in mind. We did decide to forego lunch and make it dinner instead. As for which course comes first, I'm going to just text her when I'm on the way and see if she is either at the restaurant or gives me a room number.Skip lunch and just meet up at the Cougartown No-Tell Motel. Lunch will be weird as hell with both of you knowing where it is leading in a matter of minutes anyway. Just jump to the good part at the start of the date and skip the formalities. Grab some food after a round or two already in the books. You'll be relaxed...you can chitchat...then head back to the Motel for dessert.
Thought about this, but decided I'm not wasting an ounce of energy beforehand And I'm on a pre-marathon diet regimen today.
Going straight to dessert.That is what I had in mind. We did decide to forego lunch and make it dinner instead. As for which course comes first, I'm going to just text her when I'm on the way and see if she is either at the restaurant or gives me a room number.
She's tearing her rotator cuff waving you home.I get this text: "I'm getting a room in Cougartown Friday" :chills: So as not to give away the fact I'm doing cartwheels around the room and thanking the sweet cougar heavens that I didn't blow my opportunity, I fire back "am I invited? Or is that for your Tinder date after you have lunch with me?" Her: "You"
NRJ, fantastic work here. Few points about the quotes in bold:she really hadn't been interested in anyone in quite a while, but she found me interesting. When I asked why, she said because I seemed like a genuinely nice guy and that I was easy to talk to and she thought we could have endless conversations, and she liked the way I kissed. I told her that her kissing game was pretty good too, but I needed to make sure it wasn't a fluke, to be completely sure. She laughed and we traded a few more jabs. She said something like "I just don't want you to disappoint me" and I said "I'll try not to." She replies "You did well. You made me want more. Lots more." I said "good" and we chat a bit more and then, completely out of scope of the conversation, I get this text: "I'm getting a room in Cougartown Friday" :chills: So as not to give away the fact I'm doing cartwheels around the room and thanking the sweet cougar heavens that I didn't blow my opportunity, I fire back "am I invited? Or is that for your Tinder date after you have lunch with me?" Her: "You"
We've texted a bit throughout the week and have both indicated we are looking forward to Friday.
Oh yes. This is happening. I have a feeling it's going to be an epic Friday night.
Wrong. So wrong.NRJ, fantastic work here. Few points about the quotes in bold:
1. Never ask a chick to detail a compliment; it's fruitless and usually awkward. Think about this turned around, you give a compliment and she says "why?" - it forces some uncomfortable (even when genuine) answer.
2. No chick over the age of early 20s gives a #### about kissing. HTH
3. Here's where you almost got friend-zoned. Assume everything is about you two, don't include, consider or give light to another dude. Not at this stage of the game.
Keep up the good work
And I can picture NRJ trying to rip pants off as he's rounding 3rd and about to slide into home.She's tearing her rotator cuff waving you home.
this is a hit and quit scenario. In baseball terms its a one game playoff. Send your best pitcher out there, win the game and go homeI have a serious question for our hero.... are you hoping for a potential relationship with this gal?
Yes? - Carry on
These are women lying to you or trying to make you feel good. If a chick says you're a good kisser, odds are your ####-game is weak.Wrong. So wrong.
This guy gets itThese are women lying to you or trying to make you feel good. If a chick says you're a good kisser, odds are your ####-game is weak.
Or it's like a Spring training game, in which you let your starters get their work in and then put in players who have no shot now but may be worth keeping in the organization for a future time.this is a hit and quit scenario. In baseball terms its a one game playoff. Send your best pitcher out there, win the game and go home
You’ve been on a streak of wrong of BGP or LHUCKS proportions.Beta move to say "wow, you are a good kisser"
Read the original marissa thread, dude I crushed it in there and please dont ever compare me to lhucks. Nobody deserves that.You’ve been on a streak of wrong of BGP or LHUCKS proportions.
You should probably quit. Then again, those windmills won’t tilt themselves, eh Don Quixote?
What color is the sky in your world? I imagine it’s some dark shade of brown given all the crap you’ve spread.Read the original marissa thread, dude I crushed it in there and please dont ever compare me to lhucks. Nobody deserves that.
I have no idea what this meansWhat color is the sky in your world? I imagine it’s some dark shade of brown given all the crap you’ve spread.
I appreciate the comments, but I disagree. With all of them. Here's why:NRJ, fantastic work here. Few points about the quotes in bold:
1. Never ask a chick to detail a compliment; it's fruitless and usually awkward. Think about this turned around, you give a compliment and she says "why?" - it forces some uncomfortable (even when genuine) answer.
2. No chick over the age of early 20s gives a #### about kissing. HTH
3. Here's where you almost got friend-zoned. Assume everything is about you two, don't include, consider or give light to another dude. Not at this stage of the game.
Keep up the good work
I have no trouble believing this is true.I have no idea what this means
woahI have no trouble believing this is true.
You are fantastically delusional and incorrect in your statements about this entire matter. In essence, the Red Army is headed for Berlin to close out the Nazis and you’re trying arm teenage boys and old men with salad shooters in the belief that you’re still winning.
Same guy. Side note, a lot of people say I wrote good stuff now. As the person that wrote everything, I can tell you this. Every day, every post was mocked, trolled and criticized. Which is why I stopped writing.Pass the alias keys back to whoever wrote the good stuff previously.
And again... baseball mimics life in so very many ways.To be fair, @Arizona Ron and @Nathan R. Jessep are playing on two completely different ball fields here. Ron is like the Yankees - large market, big budget, and can go get whatever they want when they want it.
The Colonel is like the Royals - you have to work it for awhile and eventually you win the big one.
I'm not setting any expectations here. I'm just enjoying the ride. If you know what i meanI have a serious question for our hero.... are you hoping for a potential relationship with this gal?
Yes? - Carry on
Odds are..... so you're saying there's a chance?These are women lying to you or trying to make you feel good. If a chick says you're a good kisser, odds are your ####-game is weak.
I was going to suggest this. The type of women you are with are probably a direct 180 from the women NRJ is chasing.maybe because I hook up with a lot of women that are swingers and go both ways
Don't forget the shampoo bottle.Is there any possible way we can work the Ice Queen and a shower into this Cougartown scenario. Really miss the ice queen
I'm a true muse.And again... baseball mimics life in so very many ways.
And I'm the Cleveland Indians. :suckinginthe70s:And again... baseball mimics life in so very many ways.
ETA: FWIW, I'm the Milwaukee Brewers
The fact he didn’t already have sex with her is your answer here. He’s headed for a heartbreak, she’s just trying to get her rocks off.I have a serious question for our hero.... are you hoping for a potential relationship with this gal?
Yes? - Carry on
Haven't read all 16 pages so hopefully this isn't redundant.I'm going to leave the other fork in this story be for right now and we will come back to that, because we have more pressing time-sensitive matters at hand. This update picks up at about 10AM.
Stacy and I woke up, though I didn't really sleep a whole hell of a lot after Kate got back and woke me up again. I have to get home (about 2 hours from Kate's place) to get my kids and then we have to drive another 45 minutes to do some experiments for my son's science project I walk Stacy to her car and give her a hug (THERE it is ) and a kiss and said I would text her later and we departed.
I text her later to make sure she made it home safe because it was pouring rain and she said she did and that she was glad to have met me and had a great time with me. I agreed with her sentiments and said that we should do something together again soon. She said: "I'd like that."
We texted intermittently Sunday night and Monday, mostly just small talk and a few tongue-in-cheek references to Sunday AM's activities. I devise a plan for a date. She lives about an hour and a half from me, and about half way to her town is another little decent sized town. We will call it Cougartown. My plan was to meet Friday for lunch and spend a few hours together a cool little bar/restaurant there before I had to go pick up my kids from school that afternoon. I had no idea what her work schedule was though, so I just start off by asking if she was off Friday. She said she could be. Before I could even suggest Cougartown, she, seemingly on the same wavelength, says "I could meet you in Cougartown." I suggested the place I had in mind and she says great, that she had been there before. We agree on a time and the date is set.
Back to the small talk. She had asked me previously how Kate and I became friends, and I had told her we actually met on Tinder so she had been giving me #### about Tinder for a while, and we traded a few lighthearted jabs back and forth. She mentioned that she had never used Tinder and that she really hadn't been interested in anyone in quite a while, but she found me interesting. When I asked why, she said because I seemed like a genuinely nice guy and that I was easy to talk to and she thought we could have endless conversations, and she liked the way I kissed. I told her that her kissing game was pretty good too, but I needed to make sure it wasn't a fluke, to be completely sure. She laughed and we traded a few more jabs. She said something like "I just don't want you to disappoint me" and I said "I'll try not to." She replies "You did well. You made me want more. Lots more." I said "good" and we chat a bit more and then, completely out of scope of the conversation, I get this text: "I'm getting a room in Cougartown Friday" :chills: So as not to give away the fact I'm doing cartwheels around the room and thanking the sweet cougar heavens that I didn't blow my opportunity, I fire back "am I invited? Or is that for your Tinder date after you have lunch with me?" Her: "You"
We've texted a bit throughout the week and have both indicated we are looking forward to Friday.
Oh yes. This is happening. I have a feeling it's going to be an epic Friday night.
I wouldn't balk at the idea (sorry trying to force a baseball reference in here somewhere)Odds are..... so you're saying there's a chance?
yesHaven't read all 16 pages so hopefully this isn't redundant.
Have you ever seen her in the daylight?
This is not a joke. Did you get our room yet?If you book the hotel room next door and post it here, guaranteed you can get at least 20 of us there to watch and cheer you on.