I was at the time trying to recover from a terrible relationship that had recently ended. I guess my new date could read me pretty well. Not 20 minutes down the the road in his car we had pulled over to an empty parking lot with his hand up my very short skirt and my head was in his lap. Not long afterwards he dropped me off at my apartment and I had to walk in (quickly) with the result of our encounter still visible. Embarrassing to say the least. Not one of my better days.
Trying to figure out why I wrote this... Jeff Gordon announces his retirement, spurring Irminsul to travel to America in the fall to see her hero win, and win he did.
My worst dates are when I was dating a minor celebrity model . The attention she attracted was overwhelming and spent most of my time fending off other guys. The worst part was the amount of time she spent away doing photo shoots etc. It was worse than being single as I felt trapped at the time as my loyalty got the better of me.
I'm a pretty calm person, actually. Probably the reason I never have is because I've never really cared.
I dated a Indian girl l saw her twice,the first time went to see a movie, did not see much of it she was all over me. We left early and got to her flat and she started sucking my cock,l put my hand up her skirt but she pushed me away and told me that I was too possessive. Very strange shame she was a good looker
The strangest date was most recently. I met a girlfriend through the Internet, on https://www.loveaholics.com/ website. We talked only a few hours and in the evening we decided to meet. I went to another city for this. It was a beautiful evening, but the next day she did not answer either by telephone, but via the Internet. I didn’t even understand why.
While flying from Hawaii to the east coast, I stopped off in Oklahoma to see my natural father for the first time in over ten years. We'd never spoken since he divorced my mother, and I wanted a little closure. Anyway, he and his new wife decided it would be a great idea to hook me up with a date, without even asking me, and one of my new found cousins went with us on the date. So, I went on the date and we watched the Lipizzan horses do their thing in the middle of nowhere, because my date was a horse nut who was studying to be a veterinarian. I've seen the horses do their thing before in Spain, while my date was a total bitch the entire time, even though her best friend was sitting between us and I hardly said two words to her and reassured her this was not my idea. Money fucks people up, so bad, that I want nothing whatsoever to do with the wealthy. Familiarity doth breed contempt, and the only wealthy I have any respect for that I've met, grew up poor.
Yes and no. My father had a rough childhood, which is something I can relate to, but in his case it means he is totally incapable of intimacy. He tries, but its just not in him and there is no way he could ever comprehend who I am. My closure was in putting him behind me. Hippies often say just because somebody can be a parent, doesn't mean they should become one, or that parents and their children have to have much in common. My mother remarried a wonderful guy, who I consider my real father, and not just the sperm donor.
to be able to empathise is probably very helpful in being able to move on but not everyone can do it.
We live in a society of wimps. Were instead of telling you they aren't interested face to face, they just give you the silent treatment and leave you hanging. And this is considered a perfectly acceptable response now a days.
Every child has fantasies about their parents, but the reality inevitably catches up with us. He's still my father and I still have feelings for him, but a relationship is simply out of the question, as is a perfect idealistic world.