Make Love, Not Bombs
You Can’t Change Him
Negotiating a Lover
Catch Him if You Can: The Hook
Something New
Stupid Questions About Love
Catch Him if You Can: The Bait
Women Only Want You For Your Potential
Then she gets up and kisses me on the lips and says “You’re really cool, you’re my best friend.” Right into her face I said “have you been drinking petrol tonight?” As soon as I started talking she involuntarily recoiled and wrinkled her nose at my breath but she replied by breaking up laughing and kissing me on the cheek. I then picked her up by the arm and sat her down on a stool. Then I walked away and started eyeing another chick.
She went apeshit. She did everything she could to get my attention, while still trying to pretend how cool she was. She danced out on the floor in front of me, she rearranged her cleavage – short of unzipping my jeans and placing her gash on my cock, you name it, she did it.
Finally, my piece de resistance – eating in her face. I pulled out a packet of cheese and onions crisps (Yanks call them “chips”). These are particularly tasty – and pungent.
She came over and said, “what do you want from me?” I chewed crisps and blew my bad breath into her face. I replied, after a moment, “you to be less drunk – then I might think about giving you a fuck.”
Then I went off.
Talk about an EGO TRIP!!! Rarrrr!
You Can’t Change Him
Negotiating a Lover
Catch Him if You Can: The Hook
Something New
Stupid Questions About Love
Catch Him if You Can: The Bait
Women Only Want You For Your Potential
Then she gets up and kisses me on the lips and says “You’re really cool, you’re my best friend.” Right into her face I said “have you been drinking petrol tonight?” As soon as I started talking she involuntarily recoiled and wrinkled her nose at my breath but she replied by breaking up laughing and kissing me on the cheek. I then picked her up by the arm and sat her down on a stool. Then I walked away and started eyeing another chick.
She went apeshit. She did everything she could to get my attention, while still trying to pretend how cool she was. She danced out on the floor in front of me, she rearranged her cleavage – short of unzipping my jeans and placing her gash on my cock, you name it, she did it.
Finally, my piece de resistance – eating in her face. I pulled out a packet of cheese and onions crisps (Yanks call them “chips”). These are particularly tasty – and pungent.
She came over and said, “what do you want from me?” I chewed crisps and blew my bad breath into her face. I replied, after a moment, “you to be less drunk – then I might think about giving you a fuck.”
Then I went off.
Talk about an EGO TRIP!!! Rarrrr!