The second weekend on campus, I met a cute girl at a party I was at. She was really personable and was fun to talk to. On top of that, she seemed pretty into me as well. Frequent touches on the arm and close conversation tipped me off to the fact that I should pursue things with her. I walked her back to where she lived, asking for her number on the way. Once I had gotten that, I felt confident going in to give her a kiss goodnight. When we got back, I made my move and we started kissing. Now, when kissing someone for the first time, its easy to experience completely different techniques. Some girls go in for a "peck" while others start shoving their tongue down your throat which is always disconcerting. I am always taken off guard by that move, and have trouble recovering from such aggression. The ideal kiss is something in between; lips slightly open, with a slow, simple, and more romantic approach. This girl did just that. She knew how to kiss. After a few minutes, I said goodnight to her, promising to text her the next day.
While I had been talking to my girl from the weekend throughout the beginning of the following week, a mid-week party presented a good opportunity to go out. The night, which started promising, ended up being a bust and I went to hangout with a girl that I had been friends with for a while. Well, we were hanging out, when all of a sudden, out of no where, we started kissing. This girl was in great shape, and she quickly turned into an enjoyable hook up. We didn't do much besides make-out, but it was really relaxed and fun. Since we are good friends, we are very comfortable with each other.
The next weekend rolled around, and I went out to another party to hangout with friends. I saw the girl from the previous weekend and started talking and flirting a bit with her. After a few minutes, I turned around and my heart sank. Walking towards me was my friend from during the week. I excused myself from the first girl, and made my way over to the other to say a quick hello. After that, I tried to defuse the situation by talking to another girl across the room. A few minutes later, I slowly made my way over to girl #1. At this moment, girl #2 came over and slapped me on my ass, which girl #1 noticed immediately. Her expression of disdain was easy to read.
I went to the bathroom, and tried to think of a plan. I didn't think of anything genius. All I could think of was to alternate talking between the two girls the rest of the night and then make an early exit. I went back and forth throughout the night, while talking to all of my other friends who were at the same party. By the end of the night, I was mentally drained. What had begun as a great time, turned into a game. Honestly, I probably shouldn't be involved at all with more than one girl at once no matter what level it is. At the same time though, one could do a lot worse. I'm simply talking to different girls and getting to know them. It's exactly as Doug says; we live in a hook-up culture and no one can accept the middle ground of simply dating. Something similar has to have happened to guys before, and we are here to help everyone out. Eventually, one of these girls will turn into the relationship girl, and all of this madness can end. Until then, it must go on...
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