This all took place last weekend.
Being in the Navy and being on "shore duty" (averse to sea duty), has its benefits. You don't have to worry about being stuck out at sea in the middle of the ocean on a ship for never-ending months, you go wherever you please, and pretty much have the independence of a nomad of a foreign African tribe.
More than anything else you get to attend college on your free time.
Recently I've been attending a psychology course at San Diego City College, where the information is plentiful and the women are exceptional (out of the 10 or so females in the class not one is less than a HB8). We'll call this one very particular HB9 "
SandInButt."
So
SandInButt asks for my # THURSDAY night after I give an oral report in class on sexuality (a Cocky/Funny performance of a lifetime). I give her a hard time about trying to "pick ME up" without first getting to know me. We fluff talk a bit, and make no plans for the weekend.
I go to work the very next day, FRIDAY, but forget my phone at home. When I get back home at 1400 (2:00pm) I have one missed call and 2 texts from
SandInButt.
I call her and she's on her lunch break so we shoot the breeze. At the 30 second mark I say
"So you seem like you won't waste much of my time, why don't I show up to your place tonight and you cook me some African dishes?" (SIB is an absolutely breathtaking Ethiopian by the way), she says
"Well... this is the first time we're meeting outside of class, I think we should meet at a public setting, how bout Starbuc--" I immediately hang up the phone. To this day I have no idea what gave me the courage to act so boldly, but the way I reason it is if this was a shit test or if she was at all attracted to me she'd call back. 6 seconds later I get a text:
"What happened"
I answer this by doing the following: not answering. I don't want to give her the impression that I'll easily succumb to answer any of her questions (remember now, she initially approached me). So a couple of mins. go by and my phone starts ringing. I wonder who that can be?
ME: Hello?
SIB: Yeah, did you hang up on me?
ME: Hang up? No sweetheart... that was you, I payed way too much for this phone so my calls never drop. Maybe you have a bad connection or something.
SIB: You're probably right, I got T-Mobile and my service sucks, I'm always losing bars, sorry about that.
ME: Not a problem, what were you saying?
SIB: Yea... I was thinking we'd show up at Starbucks an--"
CLICK.
I hang up again!!
Maybe this is me being an asshole, but my reasoning is to try the opposite of EVERYthing I've done in the past (being the nice guy, buying flowers, reading poems, etc..).
She calls back again.
SIB: Did you hang up on me!!
ME: Who me? Sweetheart I wouldn't do such a thing, I think you really need better coverage. You paid your bill this month?
SIB: Yeah.
ME: Well, send me the receipt. Listen... I have to run some errands right now, so text me later if you have anything interesting to discuss. Click.
{Sidenote: Everything that happened next MAKES no sense at all. The only way I can explain WHY at all she was so receptive to me is that she had to be initially attracted to me. When she used direct speech I would use indirect. When she'd be indirect, I would speak directly to her. Friday night began with these following text messages.}
SIB: U like sushi?
ME: I eat pussy.
SIB: Excuse me???
ME: Do you like to cook on sundays?
SIB:Y did you say you eat pussy?
ME: So cooking Ethiopian food, what's a good dish?
SIB: Tibse
ME: Tipsy??
SIB: No. Tibse, that's what the dish is called.
ME: Well ur gonna have to cook for me one of these days.
SIB: Ok, but stop ignoring my question, why did you say you eat pussy?
ME: Who me?
SIB: Yeah... I said Do you like sushi?
SIB: I eat pussy.
SIB: That's what you texted me.
ME: You eat pussy? Whoa sweetheart! We just met, what you do in the privacy of your own home is your business.
SIB: No I don't eat...lol. Your fucking with me!!!
ME: Now you want me to fuck you? What would your boyfriend think;)
SIB: I'm single. Guys are too crazy.
ME: Yeah we are. I'm thinkin about becoming a lesbo my damn self.
SIB: Your so stupid.
ME: We'd never get along, me and you.
SIB: ?
ME: Your like my little sister... my hot looking lil sis.
SIB: =)
ME: So you want to buy me a drink tonite?
SIB: No.
{I stop textin. Whenever I don't like a response from her, I back off and go do something else.}
hour later...
SIB: hello
ME: sup fool (DAVID DEANGELO Classic!)
SIB: where'd you go
ME: Jessica needed a hug
SIB: Who's Jessica?
ME: my supplier
SIB: 
ME: I sell coke sometimes, for a project I'm working on.
SIB: YOU SELL DRUGS!!!!!!!
ME: Kind of... Pepsi's kicking our ass though
SIB: Huh
ME: Listen... I just bought sum Bud Light, don't wanna finish them alone.
SIB: ok.
ME: lets go to the beach and coast.
SIB:sounds like a blast.
ME: pick me up on base.
So its about ten o' clock and SandInButt picks me up at the Naval Base. I hop in and catch a heavy case of nervousness (she's smoking hot tonite!). We fluff talk on the way to Mission Beach, but she still seems to be into me (smiling, stroking her hair, asking questions when I go quiet). We get in the parking lot and she turns the ignition off. Fuck! I run out of interesting things to say (the Cocky Comedy DVDs won't reach me until MONDAY morning).
I talk to her about some of the books I've been reading (mostly
John Gray's Mar & Venus in the Bedroom). I am very comfortable talking about sex and she can sense that. I give her the "Cube Test" (oldie but goldie), but it has no effect. We finish 1/5 of the beer and I tell her lets go walk on the beach. When we get to the boardwalk I ask her to hop on my back (very Alpha), and I'll carry her to the water. The kino is very high right now and I go ahead and go to the water's edge. She screams (almost orgasmiclly) in my ear. I drop her on the sand and lay in her lap. We fluff talk some more and I tell her I remember what I had to tell her (I do this with every woman. Usually when I meet them, I say that I have something important to tell them, and when they ask what? I tell them to remind me later, that I just forgot. )
I tell her to close her eyes. To picture a very strong emotion. Not
love or
lust, nothing like that, but a very strong feeling that makes her feel lots of
energy. What's that feeling called? She says, "Its called Happy."
(Now remember, I am totally making this shit up in the moment).
I tell her to picture that
energy right in the middle of her eyebrows. Picture that
energy flow down her face and hit her throat. Next let it flow to her chest and down all the way to her "happy place" (she smiles!). From there, down her legs to her butt (whice I squeeze), all the way up her back and let it radiate up and down her arms (the whole time I'm building kino by caressing her arms and legs). Picture now that
energy back in your face and let it become a very tiny little ball. That energy is now on the tip of your nose. Can you feel it? She shakes her head yes. I then lean in and kiss close. She breaks out in a smile and begins laughing. I ask her if her felt the
energy explode out of her pores. She tells me a million times yes.
After that we enjoy ourselves for about another hour (where I repeatedly keep pouring sand down her ass) and then we return to her car. I tell her I'll drive. She wants to know where I'm going? Shit if I know, but we'll end up back at your place, I tell her. She says if we go back to her place then I'm gonna have to spend the night (cause she has school in the morning). To make a long story short... when we got to her place, I took a shower, she took a shower (while I almost burned her house down lighting candles!), fucked her four x's that night in every position you and think of, next morning ate her out, and doggystyled. There.[/i]
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