What's the hardest you've tried to get dumped?
Groovypoodle writes, "My mate once told his girlfriend that he didn't think it was working only for her to laugh and tell him he was hilarious. Saying she was 'too weird' and 'slightly violent' and that he didn't like her was equally hilarious. Ripping off her wing mirror, throwing it through the windscreen
and storming off in a huff merely generated an apology from her a week later..."
Just how hard have you had to work to get someone to take the hint and stay dumped?
( , Thu 5 Jun 2008, 10:33)
Groovypoodle writes, "My mate once told his girlfriend that he didn't think it was working only for her to laugh and tell him he was hilarious. Saying she was 'too weird' and 'slightly violent' and that he didn't like her was equally hilarious. Ripping off her wing mirror, throwing it through the windscreen
and storming off in a huff merely generated an apology from her a week later..."
Just how hard have you had to work to get someone to take the hint and stay dumped?
( , Thu 5 Jun 2008, 10:33)
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Apparently I'm a rapist.
I once went out with a girl we shall call Heather (for that was her name).
It went well - we saw a band, went to the pub, drunk lots of beer, and ended up kissing and cuddling and chatting away.
It got to 10'o'clock. I offered to see her onto her train, so to the railway station we went. We sat, kissing. And then she started to tug at my belt.
Within minutes this girl was quite literally wanking me off in full view of the occupants of the still-busy train station. I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere more private, and she enthusiastically agreed.
We ended up (on her suggestion, I might add) having an cold, uncomfortable shag in a graveyard. Brilliant.
I saw her off. The next day I got a text.
"I'm sorry, I just can't see you any more. It's nothing personal but what happened reminded me of something bad that happened a while ago, I really didn't want to remember it."
Now I'm only guessing here, but I think I'm right in assuming that my delicate touch reminded her of that of her former assailant.
That was that relationship well and truly finished.
I don't hold it against her, and amazingly we still talk to this day - I've never spoken about what happened that night. I can understand that some people might be so severely traumatised that any kind of sex takes them back to what happened. But I felt, inexplicably, like a complete cunt.
I don't seem to have much luck with the opposite sex.
( , Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:20, 3 replies)
I once went out with a girl we shall call Heather (for that was her name).
It went well - we saw a band, went to the pub, drunk lots of beer, and ended up kissing and cuddling and chatting away.
It got to 10'o'clock. I offered to see her onto her train, so to the railway station we went. We sat, kissing. And then she started to tug at my belt.
Within minutes this girl was quite literally wanking me off in full view of the occupants of the still-busy train station. I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere more private, and she enthusiastically agreed.
We ended up (on her suggestion, I might add) having an cold, uncomfortable shag in a graveyard. Brilliant.
I saw her off. The next day I got a text.
"I'm sorry, I just can't see you any more. It's nothing personal but what happened reminded me of something bad that happened a while ago, I really didn't want to remember it."
Now I'm only guessing here, but I think I'm right in assuming that my delicate touch reminded her of that of her former assailant.
That was that relationship well and truly finished.
I don't hold it against her, and amazingly we still talk to this day - I've never spoken about what happened that night. I can understand that some people might be so severely traumatised that any kind of sex takes them back to what happened. But I felt, inexplicably, like a complete cunt.
I don't seem to have much luck with the opposite sex.
( , Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:20, 3 replies)
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