so i went to this party with a friend of mine, both of us having the intention to hook up with a guy for the night. i didn't want to make a beer-goggled mistake, so i picked out the dude right away and set about on my foolproof plan to make him believe he wanted me badly. it worked, and i asked him for a tour of his house. he took the hint and showed me the entire house ... er, no, we basically ran through the house on a mad dash to his bedroom. soon as the door closed, horny little me got naked and jumped the guy. he wasn't complaining so i made sure to do it several times.

i left around 7:30 am the next morning after having kept his roommate awake all night. sorry dude. and went on the ever famous "walk of shame." it was a sunday morning, my clothes were half on and half backwards, i had my bra and panties in my pocket, hair all knotted, rug burn on my cheek.. and all the people dressed up in their sunday best headed for church knew exactly what i'd been doing all night.

now i'm beginning to wonder why i didn't go to more parties at his house.

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

[This message has been edited by Greasemonk (edited September 11, 2000).]

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

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Originally posted by kuru:
i picked out the dude right away and set about on my foolproof plan to make him believe he wanted me badly. it worked

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talk to him for 15 minutes, flirt heavily.

make excuse like "i'm going to the bathroom" and then leave him alone for 30 minutes.

during "leave him alone" period, make sure he sees a lot of me. walking around, talking to people, always with a drink in hand.

see him sitting somewhere, go sit by him as if nothing's up.

talk for 20 minutes, (in this case, on the stairs.)

touch his arm or knee a lot in conversation.

by this point, the dude was all over me like white on rice. another guy came over to ask if i wanted another beer, and the dude yelled at him to get his own chick...

lettin him know i wanted to screw his brains out was easy.. i asked for a tour of his house. he got the picture that this meant we'd hafta go upstairs together. if subtlty doesn't work... i'll be more blunt and ask if there's anywhere we can be alone.

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

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by this point, the dude was all over me like white on rice. another guy came over to ask if i wanted another beer, and the dude yelled at him to get his own chick...

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Hehe, he wasnt like "yo yo yo dis is mah chic!!" by any chance was he?? j/k

Im sure he had a pleasant suprise when he got those panties off and saw that nice shaved up pussy.

if i couldn't function in normal every day life because of sex, then i'd consider myself an addict. right now, i just think i'm a really uninhibited chick who when she finds the right guy, makes the earth move.

most of that earth moving is done while in a relationship .... which then you could say i like sex more than the average amount. :P

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

[This message has been edited by brodie (edited September 12, 2000).]

Love ya, kuru. Don't be mad.

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