I'll agree with you there. There's nothing better than sex with a girl that you have a connection with. Random hookups are overrated, and often times instead of hooking up with some chick I meet, I end up just having a deep conversation with them and getting to know them on a very personal level.
None of these girls are just some skank I picked up from a bar, either.
I would honestly say that the last girl, J, was more of a drunken hookup than anything, but I had known her from before. We actually talked that night and she revealed her insecurities, and she thought it was sweet that I told her that I had been there (depression) and that if there was a way I could show her how to get over it, I would have. And that's the truth. To a lot of girls a genuine, sweet, caring, romantic guy that ISN'T needy or a wuss is one of the hottest things they can get.
My friend K, I really care a lot about her, and I guess us hooking up is just a physical expression of the emotional level that we care about one another.
And then E...well... I'll get really personal here.
I'd been talking to her and hanging out with her for weeks. I had really gotten to know her and I was ridiculously attracted to her. Almost attracted to her enough to be stupid and put her on a pedastal, but not quite. I liked her enough to ignore advances by other chicks at the bar because I only wanted her. Well, anyways, I found out that she had LIED to me the night we hooked up and told me the other guy was just her friend. Then in the morning suddenly she told me they were "kind of dating" and that she just wanted to be my friend, even though she said some garbage about "I feel like I've known you in a past life"...which I had originally bought. And yeah dude, for the first time in a long time I was actually HURT by a girl, because I thought we were so good for each other. I saw reflections of myself in her and reflections of her in myself. The day that she dropped that bomb on me I felt emotionally dead. But I pulled myself together and time and persepective has helped to heal the wounds. I don't think about her anymore when I'm not around her, but when I am, it's hard for me not to feel bad. Sucks.
But, time and perspective heals all wounds. She's messed up, but there's more out there. I'm too young to think about that serious kind of stuff anyways.