Post by Dan on Sept 15, 2009 21:52:56 GMT -5
Disclaimer, slightly graphic. Also, incoherent at times. I wrote it whilst drunk and decided to leave all the errors and bad spelling in for the novelty. If you can slop through it...
I shouldn't really say dated because it was only screwing that we did. One Time I screwed 2 girls who had their nipples pierced. It wasn't a 3-some or anything, I was sleeping with both of them at different times. Well, it was during the same time period, but we were fucking on different nights. Neither of the girls knew about each other.
That's not entirely true, one time at a party I left with one of the girls and hte other one asked me where I went with her hte next day. I said we were talking. Not, it's not like I was cheating. I kept telling both of them that we werent together. I kept saying to that one "I don't want a serioud relationship right now, not now, please" and she'd say "I know, I don't want one either." I knew she was lying but I wasn't going to tell her that.
The other one would every so often ask what we were and I'd just say "we're not really anything, you know, we're just hanging out." Apart from having their nipples pierced they were totally different girls. And man, I hated that shit. Fucking metal bars through your nipples, why the fuck would I want to suck on those. I hated just feeling those.
The first one. She had pretty big breasts. The school year before, the last night before I moved home for the summer, she called me up at night and we talked for a bit. I went over her apartment. When we kissed I tried to slide my hand up her dress but she told me not to. This was the fall and about 3 months had passed but the next time I saw her she stopped my hand again. A couple weeks later I was drinking in my room adn asked her if she wanted to come over and take some pills with me.
I had percosets or vicodin or something. We crushed a few and snorted them up our noses. SHe brought over a bottle with something it in. It was already mixed. I don't remember what it was. That night when I went to slide my hand up her dress she didn't stop me. She wasn't even wearing anything under her dress. I put on a fugazi vhs tape I had. I really wanted to watch it but she kept pushing me down on my bed. who has the right to push me down on my own bed? When we fucked she called out my name. it bothered me. we fooled around a few more times after that and then 8 months later we screwed again, I haven't really seen her since.
the other one. the second one. we met at a party. The other girl was there but she was talking to some people. She went outside to smoke a cigarette and I bummed one off of her. I don't smoke. the only time I do so is when a girl offers me one. instead of going back to the party we went to my apartment. I don't think we screwed the first night but it was fun. I saw her a lot. Almost every friday for maybe a month or 2. She was really into goth music, but she wasn't a goth. She'd put on Dead Can Dance or Bauhaus or Depeche Mode or Echo and the Bunnymen and fool around. When we weren't fucking we'd lie in bed naked. She thought she had small breasts and so she'd try and cover them up. I thought it was funny. Why would someone pierce their nipples if they didn't want anyone to actually see them. She would call me up and say "I just want to eat fried calamari and have you hold me." What a fucked up thing to say. i'd say "Ok, why don't you come over" and she'd say "no, you come over to my place tonight." I'd tell her that it wasn't a good night for me to go there. When I hung up I'd return to my bottle. I'd be pissed drunk at that point and too fucking lazy to walk to her place. instead i'd sit on my bed and be too fucking lazy to even get up and turn my damn record over.
The first one fizzled out becuase of the second one. The second one fizzled out becuase I started seeing another girl. That one lasted about a year and when she dumped me it took me about another year to even want to leave my fucking room let alone see another girl. I just kept playing the same Sticks & Stones record over and over again. The Optimist Club, haha, that's a good one.
I shouldn't really say dated because it was only screwing that we did. One Time I screwed 2 girls who had their nipples pierced. It wasn't a 3-some or anything, I was sleeping with both of them at different times. Well, it was during the same time period, but we were fucking on different nights. Neither of the girls knew about each other.
That's not entirely true, one time at a party I left with one of the girls and hte other one asked me where I went with her hte next day. I said we were talking. Not, it's not like I was cheating. I kept telling both of them that we werent together. I kept saying to that one "I don't want a serioud relationship right now, not now, please" and she'd say "I know, I don't want one either." I knew she was lying but I wasn't going to tell her that.
The other one would every so often ask what we were and I'd just say "we're not really anything, you know, we're just hanging out." Apart from having their nipples pierced they were totally different girls. And man, I hated that shit. Fucking metal bars through your nipples, why the fuck would I want to suck on those. I hated just feeling those.
The first one. She had pretty big breasts. The school year before, the last night before I moved home for the summer, she called me up at night and we talked for a bit. I went over her apartment. When we kissed I tried to slide my hand up her dress but she told me not to. This was the fall and about 3 months had passed but the next time I saw her she stopped my hand again. A couple weeks later I was drinking in my room adn asked her if she wanted to come over and take some pills with me.
I had percosets or vicodin or something. We crushed a few and snorted them up our noses. SHe brought over a bottle with something it in. It was already mixed. I don't remember what it was. That night when I went to slide my hand up her dress she didn't stop me. She wasn't even wearing anything under her dress. I put on a fugazi vhs tape I had. I really wanted to watch it but she kept pushing me down on my bed. who has the right to push me down on my own bed? When we fucked she called out my name. it bothered me. we fooled around a few more times after that and then 8 months later we screwed again, I haven't really seen her since.
the other one. the second one. we met at a party. The other girl was there but she was talking to some people. She went outside to smoke a cigarette and I bummed one off of her. I don't smoke. the only time I do so is when a girl offers me one. instead of going back to the party we went to my apartment. I don't think we screwed the first night but it was fun. I saw her a lot. Almost every friday for maybe a month or 2. She was really into goth music, but she wasn't a goth. She'd put on Dead Can Dance or Bauhaus or Depeche Mode or Echo and the Bunnymen and fool around. When we weren't fucking we'd lie in bed naked. She thought she had small breasts and so she'd try and cover them up. I thought it was funny. Why would someone pierce their nipples if they didn't want anyone to actually see them. She would call me up and say "I just want to eat fried calamari and have you hold me." What a fucked up thing to say. i'd say "Ok, why don't you come over" and she'd say "no, you come over to my place tonight." I'd tell her that it wasn't a good night for me to go there. When I hung up I'd return to my bottle. I'd be pissed drunk at that point and too fucking lazy to walk to her place. instead i'd sit on my bed and be too fucking lazy to even get up and turn my damn record over.
The first one fizzled out becuase of the second one. The second one fizzled out becuase I started seeing another girl. That one lasted about a year and when she dumped me it took me about another year to even want to leave my fucking room let alone see another girl. I just kept playing the same Sticks & Stones record over and over again. The Optimist Club, haha, that's a good one.