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Mad Stuff You've Done To Get Someone To Sleep With YouAlexxx says "We've all gone a little too far at one time or another to get a girl, or a guy, to sleep with us. I've a friend who spent close to a thousand pounds orchestrating a terrible day for a collegue, so he could comfort her and get in her knickers. Only to find out she had a boyfriend, who proposed in order to cheer her up."
So, how far have you gone?
(, Fri 13 Apr 2007, 9:01)
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My only boyfriendWhen I first met INSERT GENERIC BOY'S NAME HERE, I had my typical "I am going to sleep with that guy if it fucking kills me" moment. Unfortunately, he had a steady girlfriend at the time, and is not really the screwing-around type. (When we were together he once idly said to me "I'd like to have a one-night-stand", much as you'd say "I'd like to visit Maccu Piccu".) Aside from the usual things that curdle my forebrain, such as ten-inch eyelashes, the fact that I could see his knob clearly outlined in the baggy corduroy fabric around his knees was a compelling selling point.
GENERIC BOY'S NAME didn't like me, because I was associated with the hard lefty types who would bollock you for wearing Nikes while they happily tucked into Israeli sesame sticks.* I slept with one of his friends, his girlfriend decided she was a "vampyre" (pronounced "vam peer" as another b3tan has helpfully informed us) and slept with another guy in a Vegemite-related scenario that I'd rather not think about, they broke up, I was still with other friend sort of. Finally, guy I was sort of with moved interstate giving me a comparatively easy out.
GENERIC BOY'S NAME was still somewhat leery of me. I set myself up with a radio show at the student station, which I would have done anyway, but I made sure it was in a genre he liked and asked him to help me with it. I invited him over to my place to "listen to some records" and, seriously, he left my place at 1am without touching me. His housemates and friends had to nag and bully him into sleeping with me. He finally caved in when I was at his place late in the evening and made it fairly clear that I refused to sleep on the floor.
I'd never actually had an orgasm through vaginal sex before. I've never had one since, either.
Time elapsed, from first espying giant nob to The Little Man In The Boat Has Landed: 12 months.
Apologies for girth.
*I don't observe an Israel boycott - in fact I've just finished scarfing down a packet of said sesame snacks - just pointing out that people in glass houses should fucking watch themselves, is all.
(, Fri 13 Apr 2007, 10:31, Reply)
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