ASlowTaker
Don Juan
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Hello all,
I registered just for this, so I hope you'll read my story and don't make too much fun of me. Do give it to me straight in the end, though. I can take it.
I'm a former nice guy. Like, really nice. "Have sex, I'll watch from the sidelines and listen to your emotions afterwards" -nice. Then I got burned horribly, and I changed my game. I'm still not an *******, but I have balls and a spine. And I feel great and confident as hell about myself, and I'm not afraid to say it out loud. And it shows: I'm basically surrounded by women. All's well, right?
Here's where my downfall begins: I'm not only looking for sex. To me, sex is something you do with the person you love or for fun occasionally, but I'm not looking for women just for sex (most overrated thing in the world). I'd rather have a woman with whom I can just chill, you know. With whom to be in love and chill, and have sex of course too but that's not the point.
So me and she, who's giving me a headache, met two years ago, when we started studying at the same university. We didn't talk much until just about a year ago, when I became good friend with her best friend (also an attractive woman, who I think has feelings for me), and then with another good friend of hers and so on. Now, we're a group of four who love to hang out, talk about sex and whatnot. All the while, I've been flirting with her, but it took me for close to 10 months after we became friends to ask her out. She said no, because she didn't have the time.
"Fine", I though. She's not interested, time to move on. And I did, until last weekend. We were at a common friend's summer cabin, the four of us + two guys and one more gal, and it was just fun times, until the last night. You see, three people left during the last day, so it was just me, her and the couple who owned the cabin. The couple went to sleep early, and we just kept drinking and talking from evening to late night, which is when **** really went down.
I asked her why she turned me down. She said she didn't, and it really was because she was busy. I asked if she would turn me down if I were to ask her again, and she said "No", and continued with "I've been thinking about you A LOT for a long time now", and proceeded to describe her actions after I asked her out, which according to her were the actions of a little girl in love and even told me that she had told her friends (in other countries that there was this guy back home..)
So we kept talking, about sad things, good things and lastly, sex and the size of my junk (don't ask...), but we didn't sleep together. The exact words she used were "Let's just take it slow" and I agreed; What's the hurry, right? Plus we were drunk as hell, and I'm not one to bed drunk women. We slept in the same room, but not in the same bed, and the next morning she seemed to really be in love. Like, no holds barred in love. Or that's how I read it, and I was happy (but hung over as hell, and because of that, somewhat grumpy).
So we traveled back home, and agreed to call once we've gotten over our respective hungovers. We came back on sunday, and I called her a few hours ago (too early, I know, but I'm leaving the town until next monday, and I'd really like to verify if it was just the booze talking or..) if she'd like to have coffee tomorrow before I'm leaving town.
"I don't think I can make it, my early shift at work has been moved and I'm working from 9AM to 6PM and I have a massage appointment after that.. We're not in that kind of a hurry, are we?".
F*** me with a rake.
After I finished wanting to kill all women on the planet while beating the face of my trusted sandbag in, I started to think. Last time I asked her out, she also had a massage appointment. She DOES go to a massager regularly, and it's completely plausible that her work schedule has been changed but... What bothers me is she didn't give me a counter offer; same thing as last time.
I ask of you, masters, to give it to me straight. Am I being treated like a complete idiot AGAIN, or am I just unlucky as hell when it comes to my timing to ask her out?
I really REALLY like her, but I'm not looking to get burned again, so I'm perfectly capable of walking out if necessary. I already made the decision that I'm not going to ask her out again, so the ball's on her court in any case, and if she doesn't ask me out then we at least know she was just letting me down easy.
Which means I dodged a bullet, since I told her VERY DIRECTLY that if she's not interested she needs to say it to me and not beat around the bush; she told me she was in fact interested, and I believed her since I believe she's not the type to lie.
I pardon the long story, but this is very important for my mental health. Well not really, I'm perfectly happy being just by myself (believe me when I say this, needy is the one thing I'm absolutely NOT), but I do believe I could be even happier with her, if she really is what I think she is.
Thank you dearly for one and all tips, tricks and pieces of advice.
[Edit:] One more important thing about her: She has a very low self confidence, and she's putting herself down constantly (daddy issues), whereas I have a very high self confidence, and I keep myself the biggest pedestal you've ever seen. Can this have an effect on things?
I registered just for this, so I hope you'll read my story and don't make too much fun of me. Do give it to me straight in the end, though. I can take it.
I'm a former nice guy. Like, really nice. "Have sex, I'll watch from the sidelines and listen to your emotions afterwards" -nice. Then I got burned horribly, and I changed my game. I'm still not an *******, but I have balls and a spine. And I feel great and confident as hell about myself, and I'm not afraid to say it out loud. And it shows: I'm basically surrounded by women. All's well, right?
Here's where my downfall begins: I'm not only looking for sex. To me, sex is something you do with the person you love or for fun occasionally, but I'm not looking for women just for sex (most overrated thing in the world). I'd rather have a woman with whom I can just chill, you know. With whom to be in love and chill, and have sex of course too but that's not the point.
So me and she, who's giving me a headache, met two years ago, when we started studying at the same university. We didn't talk much until just about a year ago, when I became good friend with her best friend (also an attractive woman, who I think has feelings for me), and then with another good friend of hers and so on. Now, we're a group of four who love to hang out, talk about sex and whatnot. All the while, I've been flirting with her, but it took me for close to 10 months after we became friends to ask her out. She said no, because she didn't have the time.
"Fine", I though. She's not interested, time to move on. And I did, until last weekend. We were at a common friend's summer cabin, the four of us + two guys and one more gal, and it was just fun times, until the last night. You see, three people left during the last day, so it was just me, her and the couple who owned the cabin. The couple went to sleep early, and we just kept drinking and talking from evening to late night, which is when **** really went down.
I asked her why she turned me down. She said she didn't, and it really was because she was busy. I asked if she would turn me down if I were to ask her again, and she said "No", and continued with "I've been thinking about you A LOT for a long time now", and proceeded to describe her actions after I asked her out, which according to her were the actions of a little girl in love and even told me that she had told her friends (in other countries that there was this guy back home..)
So we kept talking, about sad things, good things and lastly, sex and the size of my junk (don't ask...), but we didn't sleep together. The exact words she used were "Let's just take it slow" and I agreed; What's the hurry, right? Plus we were drunk as hell, and I'm not one to bed drunk women. We slept in the same room, but not in the same bed, and the next morning she seemed to really be in love. Like, no holds barred in love. Or that's how I read it, and I was happy (but hung over as hell, and because of that, somewhat grumpy).
So we traveled back home, and agreed to call once we've gotten over our respective hungovers. We came back on sunday, and I called her a few hours ago (too early, I know, but I'm leaving the town until next monday, and I'd really like to verify if it was just the booze talking or..) if she'd like to have coffee tomorrow before I'm leaving town.
"I don't think I can make it, my early shift at work has been moved and I'm working from 9AM to 6PM and I have a massage appointment after that.. We're not in that kind of a hurry, are we?".
F*** me with a rake.
After I finished wanting to kill all women on the planet while beating the face of my trusted sandbag in, I started to think. Last time I asked her out, she also had a massage appointment. She DOES go to a massager regularly, and it's completely plausible that her work schedule has been changed but... What bothers me is she didn't give me a counter offer; same thing as last time.
I ask of you, masters, to give it to me straight. Am I being treated like a complete idiot AGAIN, or am I just unlucky as hell when it comes to my timing to ask her out?
I really REALLY like her, but I'm not looking to get burned again, so I'm perfectly capable of walking out if necessary. I already made the decision that I'm not going to ask her out again, so the ball's on her court in any case, and if she doesn't ask me out then we at least know she was just letting me down easy.
Which means I dodged a bullet, since I told her VERY DIRECTLY that if she's not interested she needs to say it to me and not beat around the bush; she told me she was in fact interested, and I believed her since I believe she's not the type to lie.
I pardon the long story, but this is very important for my mental health. Well not really, I'm perfectly happy being just by myself (believe me when I say this, needy is the one thing I'm absolutely NOT), but I do believe I could be even happier with her, if she really is what I think she is.
Thank you dearly for one and all tips, tricks and pieces of advice.
[Edit:] One more important thing about her: She has a very low self confidence, and she's putting herself down constantly (daddy issues), whereas I have a very high self confidence, and I keep myself the biggest pedestal you've ever seen. Can this have an effect on things?