My god, what an odd day.
Well, after 3 weeks of the church group not returning, I had heard rumors that they were "too bothersome" to the inhabitants to be allowed to return. I do agree that having your door knocked upon once a week is some-what annoying, and I chase "witnessers" away almost as much, at my own house with an ever-increasing amount of ingenious pranks.
There's "the cat cooker" which places an old collar on a steak as he barbecue's and cries at his lost pet, cursing it's delicious flavor. There is "the satanist automotive hobbiest" that bangs on random autoparts throughout the garage he is in, and blesses the dark price with every hammer fall. There are several other "personas" that I don for these annoying people, but I digress.
So, naturally I was shocked that not only had the group came, but I was in the same state of "Eh, I look kinda rough/cool" that I was the last time. (IE: 3 weeks ago)
I was running around doing what I'm supposed to do as an unshaven feaux-law kinda guy, and suddenly the blonde appeared with her group of friends. Now, last time it was somewhat dark when she did the EC on me that originally sparked this post, and neither time I saw her.. did I really look her over. The first time her eyes got as big as grapefruit when she saw me, so that stuck out. (at the time, I thought she was being a stuck-up 8itch) Then the second time, the eyes got me again, so no full body checkout. If this blonde was in fact the girl from 3 weeks ago, she is a lil thicker than I had remembered, but still a solid HB7-1/2. YES, there is a good chance this is a different blonde, as there are so damned many girls that come at random times, it's hard to keep track.
That being said, she did in fact come with the group. She came up to me, and said "lol, I really gotta pee!" I chuckled at the comment and followed her inside to unlock the girls room. (we had a guy sleeping in there on duty, so we had to lock it) She says before she goes in.... "sooo, do you work here everyday?" I was kinda in shock. (everyone I asked said this was an obvious sighn of interest, hell even I've used it) I said, "yep, from Monday through Friday" she hmmm'd at me and went to do her duty as an american, pick flowers, or whatever girls do in the bathroom, that I don't want to know now, or to ever know.
I smiled outside in the rec-room area, and started to plan my next move. You see, (to add some backstory) lately I had let several lucrative oppertunites where I was strafed by a girl blatantly get by me and I had not done jack-crap about it. I made myself a promise not even a day before that I would NEVER, repeat NEVER, let that happen again. NO MATTER WHAT the outcome.
Next day, this happens...
Just as I was about to make my move...
Phagans, going off in the building. Loudly.
FU<K..
FIRE!
Yep, that's right.. a fire. Which took all of my time that I had. It was small and put out quickly, but the fire department and all the fire doors had to be reset and the idiots calmed. When I again saw her, she was in the commens with her friends. I got my wingman russel to help me out a little. (yes I gots me a wingman now) she looked down most of the time, kind of embarassed. I don't know if she thinks I left her hanging or not, and was now somewhat sad. She was talking with the group, and only said something about tom cruise being cute, when some other girl brought him up. My wing was doing a bad job, and was way to pushy for their tastes. That, I could easily tell. So, I seperated from him and tried to make myself scarce. I didn't know what else to do to avoid the downward spiral that was unfolding before mein eyes. I DID NOT want his idiocy to be associated with me.
(yes I'm getting a new wingman asap)
Later that day, "blockbuster girl" from earlier posts was in the halls, looking damned fine. She asked if I could help her with something inside, and me (duuuurrrr) obliged. I guess I should have thought something amiss when she locked the door behind her, but hey, it's a rough place. She took both my hands and sat me down at the couch.. if letters could have somehow come out of my mouth and appear mid-air, they would have been a rather large set of "W T F". Before I knew it, she was touching mein private parts, and of course, I responded. She promptly, and my god.. I mean promptly, went down on me until completion. Then, she gave me her number.. and walked me to the door. Still shocked at what had occured, and the day in general, I believe I spent roughly 456,123.03456 years standing slackjawed in the hallway.
sooo, my question is, if it is the same girl or not.. what would be the best way to salvage things? She might be here next week, and I am still interested in her. I'm very proud of myself for all the attention lately, and fullfilling the promise to myself that no oppertunity will be wasted, but I still need help.
FYI:
She (blockbuster girl) was allright, mostly suck/bob/repeat.
Also:
Girl from "the halls" story, went out of her way to say Hi to me again on the very same day I ended up making the vow. She was one of the last straws that broke the AFC dog's back.
