I've never been involved in an orgy. I've always wanted to. I remember when I was a teenager I managed to snake a copy of the porn movie "Taboo." The star of the movie (the busty woman fucking her own son) goes on a date and that date location is basically a sex / swinger party. All the rooms were full of people partnered off, of small groups having sex. The main room was about 20 to 30 people all just having at each other.
I always wondered what that would be like.
Needless to say - a diary favorite of mine mentioned something about an orgy and that perked me up! Not that it takes a lot to perk this boy up.
I digress.
Am I the only man that has a very hard time hitting on a working woman? I mean - a good waitress makes her money by making guys THINK she's interested in her. Thus, I never hit on the working girl.
I like to buy new clothes. I don't care about my car and it's appearance, I'm not going to hide in the corner because my home isn't a four bedroom two bath deluxe job, but I like to look good. Most of the clothes I wear come from the typical locations, Gap, American Eagle, Banana Republic. One of my favorite outfits from Banana - black slacks, black blazer, dark blue shirt, dark yellow tie. I must say...I make it look goooooood.
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One of my favorite girls to look at works in one of the previously mentioned stores. She's dark skinned, long curly dark hair, Italian, legs that don't end, a smile that would melt the ice caps, large dark red pouty lips, perfect face with cheek bones that remind me of that actress from Sex and the City and breasts that would make any baby cry for it's mother and hips that leave me dry mouthed.
I mean - this girl is perfect.
ONCE...I gathered my berries into my hand and asked her out. Of course I also had roughly $700 worth of clothes that she was ringing up. Her head was positioned down and taking security tags off the clothes. Without moving her head she looked up and me.
"Um, no thanks."
That's it. No smile, no "sorry I have a boyfriend," no "that's nice of you, but I don't date customers."
No sugar coating. Just a slight look of annoyance and a "no thanks." I hate sounding like I'm an ego case, because I'm far from it, but confidence is something that I do not lack. I've heard the word "no" plenty of times in the past but never quite like that. Ouch.
This was...Jesus - last year right before New Year's Eve. I've been back in the store after that and she doesn't even cast an eye at me. So last night I'm looking for a new sweater and I pop into the store. I end up buying a new belt, shirt, tie and a sweater. This girl rings me up. This time she's smiling.
"How's it going?" she asks. I reply things go very well, thanks.
"This tie is great, I love guys that know how to shop on their own" she remarks. "Thanks" is my reply.
"This sweater" she starts..."Hmmmm. Hold this sweater up to yourself." I do and she looks deeply at me. "Hand it here for a second" she says.
She comes back with a sweater that is more of a white-ish greenish tint. "Hold this one up" she asks. I do.
"Both of these are great and you'll look really nice in them" she states. "But the greenish one make your blue eyes explode. I'd get the green one."
I take her advice and simply buy both. They're both nice, screw it.
The sale is done, she bags the clothes, thanks me. I smile and I'm walking away.
"You give up too easily" I hear behind me.
"Excuse me?" I ask.
"Last year. You asked me out" she replies. "I said no, you just took it. You come in, and I know it's to shop, but I see you look at me. You give up too easily."
I start in. "Well" I say "I generally know when I'm not welcome at a party."
"Over one refusal" she smiled. "Either you have too many options at your disposal, you ask out a lot of people and just don't care what they say, or I intimidated you and you gave up too easily."
I stood there with my shopping bags in my hand and, literally, a lump in my throat. Women generally don't reduce me to a shortage of words...but this girl DOES it for me in a way that is hard to explain.
"Take that information for what it's worth" she smiled and walked away. I walked up to her and smiled. "Well then" says I. "Would you like to grab something to eat some time this week?"
She looked at me and stopped folding clothes.
"No." No smile. No hint of humor. Cold. That's it. I sighed and walked out the door. I'm tossing my bags into my car and my cell phone rang. I almost didn't answer it, didn't know the number."
"Hello?" I answer.
"It's Antonia. We close at 9, I'm done by 9:30, just need to change. Be here by 9:45." I looked at she was standing in the window, back to me folding clothes with a phone head set on. I agreed and left.
Showered, changed clothes about a thousand times, headed back out. We had a great time and I ended up crashing at her place, on the couch. She has a "no boys in my bed until I know them" rule (her exact words). I did, however, get a nice treatment. She tucked me in and gave me a very nice kiss before walking away to her bedroom.
We're going out again tonight. Go me.
I DO give up too easily!