Monday, January 29, 2007
here and there
I wish I had a great adventure to write about but it was a pretty quiet weekend.
It started out a little rough. I went out to the bars with my girl friends and of course who was at the second bar we went to...Ryan. I didn't talk to him, he was busy talking to some blonde chick. We haven't really talked since last weekend and especially since my night with Jill's Dad.
My friends were worried about me, afraid I would be upset seeing Ryan with another girl. But it really didn't bother me too much. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me some but I didn't let it ruin my night.
I even ended up having a good night. I may have drank a little too much, but it wasn't because of him. And I had so much fun just being silly and out of control with my friends.
Saturday night was a lot better. Went out with my friends again, and didn't see Ryan. Ended up meeting not one but two guys. The first I met at a keg party. I don't want to call it a serious conversation - because we were half buzzed and I really can't classify it as "deep" but it was a pretty good conversation about politics, music, keg parties and even sex. I don't want to call him intellectual but he wasn't just talking shit either.
When the kegs were kicked, we exchanged numbers and left with our own friends. I definitely want to see him again, he's the kind of guy I could see myself dating.
Then there's the guy I can see myself fucking. He's older, something in the late twenties or early thirties and manager of one of the bars. I've seen him before but Saturday night he definitely noticed me. He spent as much time as he could hitting on me and buying me and my friends drink. He was a little too much, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the attention.
Near the end of the night, I found myself in the back of the bar with him. He was telling me how much he wanted to fuck with me and all this other stuff. It was definitely turning me on, but I really was too drunk. I wasn't really in the mood to play his games and what not. And I didn't want him to think I'm easy/just another bar whore. Which I think if I hadn't just had an amazing night with Jill's Dad I definitely would've gone home with him.
Anyways, when the bar closed he gave me his number and made me promise to see him sometime this week. I called him tonight, I think Wednesday we're going on a date. We'll see.
It started out a little rough. I went out to the bars with my girl friends and of course who was at the second bar we went to...Ryan. I didn't talk to him, he was busy talking to some blonde chick. We haven't really talked since last weekend and especially since my night with Jill's Dad.
My friends were worried about me, afraid I would be upset seeing Ryan with another girl. But it really didn't bother me too much. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me some but I didn't let it ruin my night.
I even ended up having a good night. I may have drank a little too much, but it wasn't because of him. And I had so much fun just being silly and out of control with my friends.
Saturday night was a lot better. Went out with my friends again, and didn't see Ryan. Ended up meeting not one but two guys. The first I met at a keg party. I don't want to call it a serious conversation - because we were half buzzed and I really can't classify it as "deep" but it was a pretty good conversation about politics, music, keg parties and even sex. I don't want to call him intellectual but he wasn't just talking shit either.
When the kegs were kicked, we exchanged numbers and left with our own friends. I definitely want to see him again, he's the kind of guy I could see myself dating.
Then there's the guy I can see myself fucking. He's older, something in the late twenties or early thirties and manager of one of the bars. I've seen him before but Saturday night he definitely noticed me. He spent as much time as he could hitting on me and buying me and my friends drink. He was a little too much, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the attention.
Near the end of the night, I found myself in the back of the bar with him. He was telling me how much he wanted to fuck with me and all this other stuff. It was definitely turning me on, but I really was too drunk. I wasn't really in the mood to play his games and what not. And I didn't want him to think I'm easy/just another bar whore. Which I think if I hadn't just had an amazing night with Jill's Dad I definitely would've gone home with him.
Anyways, when the bar closed he gave me his number and made me promise to see him sometime this week. I called him tonight, I think Wednesday we're going on a date. We'll see.
posted by Amy at 10:22 PM
5 Comments:
Hey I like your blog a lot, I've been reading it for weeks and well I have never met a girl that likes anal sex and that been one of the things I really want to do makes your blog the best I've ever read.
And what did you wear for these outtings?
My girlfriend and I love your site. She just recently told me something wild: she only wants anal sex! What a dream! Your numbers are growing Amy!
T
And I didn't ask what you wore? I must be getting slow on the draw
Thaks for your blog, and your candor. You're impressive. If you're ever in North Carolina, and would be interested in meeting a fan (no expectations) drop me a line. Thomas. toestring@yahoo.com
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