Do you think you got a chance against my level of AFCness of my High school days? I´m at 1st year at college now and MUCH more a man than before!. The crown WILL be mine!
Here we go: I was going out with my first GF at age 13, and after going out for a month my friends met her and said she was ugly (she was a 6 in my opinion) so I dumped her because of what my friends thought. I didn´t dumped her with any style, just didn´t anwser to her when she asked "Don´t you love me anymore?" while looking to the floor embarrassed. After a month or so she called me to see how I was doing. We talked some time and she asked me out and I said no.
After about 6 months I was pretty desesperated about getting with someone, so I called her. I don´t remember clearly what I said, but it was pretty close to "Hello, it´s me. Do you wanna go to the movies sometime?". Talk about charisma
. All in a VERY unconfident voice.
That was the last I´ve heard of her.
Do you think that was bad? Boy, that was foreplay! Prepare for penetration!
I´ve been a very, very funny person my whole life. My friends love this about me and used to tell me it more with women, because they obviosly saw that I got nervous around them.
I thought all the time "Why is it that when I don´t try to get a women to like me, they do and when I do I act like a piece of frozen wuss?". Well, this site have forced the answer into my brain so now try to be as cool and calmed as I can around girls (getting better with each passing day
.
Here is the story: there was this girl, a good 9 (she was even "studing", as she called it, for modeling, ****!) that I met when skiing here at Argentina. In the south of my country we have great places to ski (Aspen go home!).
I went there alone (my mother got a week after me, it lasted 2 weeks), so I started mingling with the group. I was 16 at that time (now I´m 19). So this girl, who was 17, was with a group of girls. I started being friends with all of them and with this girl, Paula, and his brother who was 19. They really liked me because of my funny nature, but at that time I had such a low self-estime that you could only pick it up with a scoop. So it NEVER crossed my mind that this girl or her friends could like me i any sexual or romantical way. So here we were hanging out, skiing together (with the whole group of about 5 girls and her brother), she was telling them how funny I was. There was a girl, an ugly, fat 2 who tried to get me multiple times and her friends helped her. Once we went to dance and this girl hit on me and tried to kiss me. I moved my head away. She understood the msg
. So Paula, the girl I had a crush on come over to me and asked if didn´t liked that girl. I said no. She asked who I liked.
Wow! Let´s stop for a moment. This was the first sign I saw about her having some interest in me, altought the previous ones (she telling her friends the cool guy I was) were obvious even for a baby DJ.
Do you know what I did?
I looked her deeply in her eyes for 3 seconds, I said "You" in a sensuous voice and kissed her passionately.
No, now seriously, I said "I don´t now" and again, looked away, like a ****ing level 50 AFC!
She stayed away from me for a while after that.
We went back to Buenos Aires, where I live, having exchanged numbers (with all the people I met at the group, we were about 40 including children, so don´t have any crazy ideas about me asking for her # myself!). We hang out a couple of times, going out to have dinner (well, ok, Mc Donalds) and going to a pub to dance. With all the group of friends there, of course, not just her! There were 2 males for 6 females there, one being her brother, what a wasted oportunity, eh? At this time I didn´t thought I had a chance, thinking I wasted them, so I thought of her as just a friend and treated her as such. I must say to my defense that I didn´t put her on a pedestal anymore than anyother girl (which is not saying A LOT, but hell, it was pretty much something considereng she was a 9).
One night, about 20 people from that group of the vacation got together at one of the adult of the group´s house. Also, that night I had to go to a friend´s house for a birthday.
So about 23:00 hrs I said to them I had to go.
Do you know what happened? She asked if she could come along with some of my other friends!
I was naiver than a baby, so I never thought she even MIGHT have some interest in me.
So I called my friend, it was ok, so we went there.
Nothing important happenned till pretty late, when talking about relationship and stuff she asked me if I was a virgin. WTF??? This girl wanted every piece of my body inside her!
Here I was beggining to *suspect* she *might* be attracted to me (DUUUUHHH!!!) but I was so ****ing insecure that I got totally freaked out and replied "Well, technically, yes". She started asking what I meant with that. As a side note, I was virgin, I just wanted to say something else than a straight yes. I said to her "nothing", she continued bugging me and I kept answering nothing in a boring way! Now I can think of a lot of better things to say, such as bliking an eye to her and saying "Maybe I´ll tell you for a kiss" or ANYTHING ELSE but not "Nothing"!
So the party went on, I was thinking how to tell her about my feelings (yeah, I know), when she seated on my lap when I was talking to her brother. Nothing sexual, but enough to get me thinking "Maybe I have a chance after all", but then replying to myself "No, I will surely screw it up".
The party went on, people were starting to leave, so she decided to give me a last "hint": while I was talking to a friend, I looked to a corridor and saw her seated discussing something with a friend. When she saw me, she said something to her friend in the ear and called me there.
So I seated next to her and she takes my hand. I stay like that totally shocked for about 15 seconds, when she says, "what?" to make me do something. A friend looks at me, he could only see me from were he was but knew what was happening and looked to me to make me do something. 15 more incredibly long, agonizing, pathetic and catabolic seconds go by and she gets up angrily.
This story is getting pretty long, so I´ll try to resume it now. I invited her with her brother (???) and some friends of my own to an "Asado" (kinda like a BBK but without so much gas and carbonized meat). During it, she called someone from another part of my house. I thought it was her mother, so I asked who was it. She said my BF. GASP!
My two friends, who of course knew what had happened the other night, looked at me with sympathy while I tried not to choke on a seemingly not so dangerous piece of dead cow.
Anyway, about an hour later her BF come here and took her to someplace unkown to me. I remeber her brother remarking "He looked like it´s his birthday", implying, I believe you imagine what, ah? Yeah, sex with MY guest!
She come back an hour later. I didn´t notice any misaligned clothes, but I still believed she got herself ****ed
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I totally forgot about her for a month thinking I´ve lost her for good.
Not yet! She called me to go out! She said if I wanted to go to dance. I said I was going to go to a High School party, characterized with being pretty full of beer and drunk people. Not in someone´s house, rather in a building, kinda like a cheap disco. I told her it was not like the kind of discos we normal people (hehe) used to frequent, that it was a pretty crappy place. She insisted to go so we arranged for her to meet me at my house with about 4 friends of mine. She got there first and she told me she broke up with her BF (I didn´t ask). At this time I was very attracted to her, I might even say in love and I believe she felt the same. But I didn´t have the balls to try to do something. When everyone got to my home, we went there. Then things started to get pretty messy. My friends started to drink and I drank with them. She joined us. We got all pretty drunk. Paula, being female, got drunk the most. I didn´t even try to make out with her then. Before we went in, she trew up. This was one of my most shameful moments of my entire life, seen a beatiful girl throwing up, and thinking it was my fault because I somehow perverted her. Yeah, now I don´t care **** about it, or about just about anything for that matter but I was a total AFC back then.
The night went totally chaotic after that. A friend told me she had hit on him, she didn´t even knew him before that night, she obviously wanted to make me feel bad for my inaction.
She got lost inside the party. I lost 2 of my friends, so I decided to leave with the other 2 with a bus because we thought we´ve lost her. And then we saw her, being carried to the door by a guy of the place. So one of my friends took the bus and the other took a cab with me to her house. Inside the cab she hit in my OTHER friend. So we got to her house, I paid the taxi (mmm) and took a bus to my house with my friend (MMM!).
At the next the she called me to thank me for taking she to her house and to tell me to keep in touch, but I never called her again.
This is my long story. I hope you enjoyed reading it! This is the first time I write it, and although regret doesn´t affect me anymore I think is good to tell it. So now who do think made the worst AFC moves?
Thanks to this site, I´m almost cured of this disability known as self-consciousness. Good luck PPL.
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