making waffles

A few weeks ago, while browsing craigslist, I found an ad for a normal sounding dude living in the dells who wanted someone to hang out with.
I figured, well what the hey! Why not! He didn't say anything about just looking for a no strings attached friends sort of deal, and a picture of his penis wasn't included, so it seemed pretty legit.
Well, I messaged him, and didn't hear anything back for a bit, but it didn't really surprise me, but then I did. and he seemed cool. And after a little bit he told me to text him cuz it would just be easier.
Well, he seemed like a nice guy. and then while we where texting he asked me something facebook couldn't tell him about me, so I mentioned that I really liked turtles, and OMG. HE HAS 2 PET TURTLES.
Well, He's pretty smart too. This is how I know:

1. I told him to come to Vintage, and he did.
2. He talked to everyone.
3. He didn't fall off the step when he left, (sure sign a guys no good).
4. He was like the coolest guy ever.
5. He thinks my Bear drawing is funny.
6. He graduated college!
7. He has pet turtles.

After he left, he asked me if I would come watch a movie at his house. And this seemed ok. (I am pretty sure that "watch a movie" is guy code for something else though) And then he asked me if I was going to get on the bed so we could make out or what.
Well, you don't have to ask me twice! I know, I told Lacey upon leaving that I had no intention of finding out what his penis looks like, but well, I did find out. And I know he said he didn't want to move fast, but we went from meeting to making out to naked in a matter of hours. But, Seriously! He's a total babe!
It's so weird, he's so nice! I never knew that fooling around could last more than 6 minutes, that not all boys taste like cigarettes, that afterward someone would cuddle and not hand me clothes back and go outside to smoke a cigarette, that taking a shower in the worlds smallest shower stall would be fun, or that it's ok to say what I want and what I don't like.
And the best thing is, everyone at Vintage likes him. Cortney told me not to fuck this up. Lacey told me not to break his heart,( let's get this straight, i don't break hearts, I just am to nice to boys that just aren't right!)
So we made waffles, on the second day (I know, I'm an easy slut. Whatever). I can say it was good-ish. I think I'll be a bit more relaxed if I've had a drink or two. I mean this time it was legit first time (I would tell you why but then you'd get grossed out.) So, basically, I'm pretty dang happy on cloud nine right now. I want to flaunt my bite marks to the loser who ditched me, and take him to the resturat the bitch works at and show him off. Call me crazy, but it's good to know that super awesome dudes are out there. cuz, he is most likely the coolest one I've met!

xo-K

Losing It

I am not shy about the fact that I have never had sex.
And when I imagined having it, it was with someone I liked, in a memorable way.
But, that's not how it happened at all.
On Saturday night, I went to go watch a movie with a boy, at his house.
Halfway through the movie, I decided I didn't really like him.
He kept trying to hold my hand, and that, I thought was weird.
And he kept telling me I was beautiful and that he's surprised their isn't a line of guys to date me.
Whatever.

And then we started to make out, and ya know. I'm a woman, I am not above just using someone for some fun. And then he asked me if I wanted to go into the other room. (Not really, I'm fine on a couch, but whatever) and admist the removal of clothes I kept feeling his penis poking down there, and I would scoot away from it. But it got to the point where I couldn't scoot away anymore. I had my eyes closed and felt something. There. I assumed it was his hand. but then I opened my eyes and realized it wasn't. I'm not sure how it all happend but then he took it out, and I sat up, and he kept telling me he was sorry that he didn't realize...(how do you not realize???) I told him it was fine whatever, then said I needed to go. So I picked up my clothes, and went to the bathroom and got dressed and left. He tried calling me and he texted me. But I didn't want to talk to him. I called my friend, and just cried. I felt so stupid. I still do! I feel stupid for trusting someone, I mean I told him, I didn't want to have sex. Sure it wasn't that day. But when you get a girl that's never done it before, you remember shit like that. Or not, whatever.

So, I have learned

• never take off your panties, they are the last line of defense
• don't close your eyes just becuase you don't want to look at him
• oh, and above all, boys are weird

xo-K