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Filed under: Bridget Jones Nightmare, Lust, Summer Fling Scavenge, Is This My Life?
I am never kidding about these things. Let’s all remember the one who pulled out to break up with me. Before he climaxed. Alas, moving on. Answer the following multiple choice questions. You may not use your notes. 1) You meet a girl on Saturday. The following Wednesday, she engages you in phone sex. Your next move:
2) You meet a girl on Saturday. The following Wednesday, she engages you in phone sex. The following Friday, she sends you text messages at work alluding to you, her and your desk. Sometimes she is on the desk, other times she is under it, depending on the text message. Words such as “Please” and “please, please, please” and “begging” are used, in addition to a phrase that went something like, “anything you want.” Your next move:
3) In response to some cajoling from you, this same girl (The Saturday, Wednesday, Friday girl) text messages at 4:30 Saturday morning with two texts that use the words “need,” “want,” and “you” in the same sentence. You see these when you wake up later in the morning. Your next move:
4. This same girl (Saturday, Wednesday, Friday and early Saturday morning girl) calls at 1 p.m. Saturday afternoon. She leaves a message and uses the words “crazy”, “frustrated”, “wet”, “you”, and “when”, “when”, “when” in the same sentence.
5. That night, at the carefully chosen hour of 2 a.m. (see possible responses to question #2), you call this girl and ask her to come over. She says no, I have a migraine and am puking. Your next move:
6. She responds that she’ll come over in the morning if she feels better. Your next move:
If you answered c, d, c or d, d, a, d, then you too have just destroyed your opportunity to have sex with Mela. This is most likely because you are 26 years old and are still behaving as though you are in undergrad, when a man courted you by calling you at 2 a.m. and asking you to come over and fuck him. The fact that you are from Mississippi may have something to do with it. We hear y’all are in-bred down yonder. The lesson we have learned here today is that even when a woman is begging you to fuck her, you cannot rely on her to fuck you at your convenience. It is best to book her time at least 24 hours in advance and refrain from rushing her so you can watch a baseball game. It is very, very difficult to ruin a sure thing, boys, and you have to try very, very hard to do it. As you can see, once a woman is hooked, she will put up with a lot of your bullcrap. This will last until you fail to close the deal by simply demonstrating your clear lack of skill and mojo. We here at MelaLane.com, Inc., hope this has been a useful exercise for you. Please feel free to retain our services at any time. Filed under: Bridget Jones Nightmare, The Great and Powerful Best Friend, Lust, Summer Fling Scavenge
Great and Powerful Best Friend: “Why are you having phone sex if you live in the same town?” Right. Note: When possible, date men who can benchpress at least 1.5 to two times your weight. It makes you feel really skinny. Note: Ask male friends if telling a dude you want to ride him like a pogo stick is hot or laughable. Note: “What the hell” is always the right decision. Note: Ask November to validate self for engaging young man in phone sex. Ask him to give the talk that begins with, “Yes, you are still a good person, no, this does not make you less of a person, yes you are still worthwhile, something something something do it in the butt.” Filed under: Lust, Summer Fling Scavenge
In the morning, when you wake me up, caress my hair away from my face and say, “Hey pretty girl.” That’s it, really. That’s all I require. Just “Hey pretty girl.” Filed under: Lust
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Today, I’m 31 years old. Want to know what I want for my birthday? Come closer. I want a serenade…of sorts. I want a very specific man to whisper, with his lips pressed against my ear, “*I can barely move (with one hand tangled in my hair and the other…) “But the sight of you (his mouth within striking distance) “…I’m smellin’ your sweet… (yes) “Oh no girl, just pretend So let’s break it down” (hands moving my hips…wherever…) “Watch a room full of roosters See those boys tryin’ to sweat you Like you’re shakin’ it” (pressing, pressing, pressing) “Put somethin’ in their eyes Well here I am (couldn’t miss it) (wish you would) (please….) “Stop because you think that you (I’m betting on it) “You seem so so smart (please prove me wrong) “Let’s pursue this argument in darkness Now you’re two hours away Let me wear you out (That’s my birthday wish.) *Lyrics to “Wear You Out” by TV on the Radio Powered by WordPress |