johnhancock
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- Dec 6, 2004
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This girl a friend of mine knows (this guy is freaking Romeo of the ‘net, I kid you not. I think he’s actually hiding his harem from me cause he knows I’ll take them from him 
) is invited to our Friday night “guys night in” of sorts. There’s always women there but whatever.
So this girl I don’t know and assume my friend (let’s call him John) is dating starts talking to me. Nice no-pressure conversation until she drops a bomb: “hey, have you checked your match.com lately? I’d forgotten I’d posted a profile there for the hell of it a couple months before. Totally forgot about it. I say no, she says she saw me on there and would like to hang out sometime. “Cool, no problem” I say and think, getting her email. We set up something for Tuesday of the next week and get together. We end up hitting a local bookstore cause we’re both broke students. (It’s also a GREAT way to learn about each other I think – SO many options for conversation) I found out that, among other things, she’s got a thing for a type of music I hated at the time (but tolerate and even like now thanks to her and my brother). She also wasn’t into much of anything I was except target shooting. I swear that is the only commonality.
So once I deposit her safely back at her house, she and I get in a bit of a tongue battle and move inside once we notice some perv neighbor is watching. She takes me up to her room, etc. etc.
At this point I’m torn between the fact there’s another friend I know (Rob – I kid you not, all my friends have ordinary names it seems) would be TOTALLY into this girl in a huge way. They like the same shit – movies, music, and I figured they’d be more compatible then I seemed to feel with her at the moment.
I declined her generous offer of several probably very pleasurable acts and went home. We quickly scheduled a “sleepover” for the next Friday after the requisite get-together. I feared that she wouldn’t stick around and hang out with me if I told her that I was basically “handing her off” to another guy I know, and only keeping in contact with her because my schedule didn’t allow me to introduce her yet. I wanted to do this all sneaky-like without her knowing. (I didn’t and still don’t want recognition for getting them together. That kind of act requires one to speak at the wedding, and at the time I was very attention/social function-afraid, I’m less so now. Plus I didn’t want to add another rejection to her list of stressors, she’d had enough of that apparently and I didn’t want her to have to deal with mine too). At this point I was still torn between wanting her for myself and wanting to give her the best shot at happiness. I was having one hell of an internal struggle.
That fateful day came and due to some depression-inducing stressors in my life, I wasn’t in the best of moods. I know I said some inappropriate things, but nothing that got me in too much trouble. I figured I was safe. The girl had gone from sitting next to Rob to sitting in his lap in a matter of 2 hours. She hadn’t gotten into my lap the previous Friday and I wasn’t surprised or disappointed to see my little maneuvering thing worked.
Then all hell broke loose. Rob left, everyone else retired to another room to watch John play some game on his XBOX and I was alone with the girl. She turns on a porn show I can’t recall at the moment and proceeds to straddle me and resume where we left off the night before. I made some lame excuse that probably hurt her (though I didn’t try to, I was confused as her actions suggested she didn’t want Rob) and left.
9 months later the girl and Rob are still together. We never talk except for the courtesy “hello” and she doesn’t make any effort to further our once-friendship. She says that she and Rob are perfect for each other and are very happy. I’m thrilled that my one and hopefully only matchmaking endeavor worked out well, and wish them the best.
My question is this: I’d like to know what you all would have done given what I’ve typed here. Please include as much detail as you are willing. It would be greatly appreciated.
) is invited to our Friday night “guys night in” of sorts. There’s always women there but whatever. So this girl I don’t know and assume my friend (let’s call him John) is dating starts talking to me. Nice no-pressure conversation until she drops a bomb: “hey, have you checked your match.com lately? I’d forgotten I’d posted a profile there for the hell of it a couple months before. Totally forgot about it. I say no, she says she saw me on there and would like to hang out sometime. “Cool, no problem” I say and think, getting her email. We set up something for Tuesday of the next week and get together. We end up hitting a local bookstore cause we’re both broke students. (It’s also a GREAT way to learn about each other I think – SO many options for conversation) I found out that, among other things, she’s got a thing for a type of music I hated at the time (but tolerate and even like now thanks to her and my brother). She also wasn’t into much of anything I was except target shooting. I swear that is the only commonality.
So once I deposit her safely back at her house, she and I get in a bit of a tongue battle and move inside once we notice some perv neighbor is watching. She takes me up to her room, etc. etc.
At this point I’m torn between the fact there’s another friend I know (Rob – I kid you not, all my friends have ordinary names it seems) would be TOTALLY into this girl in a huge way. They like the same shit – movies, music, and I figured they’d be more compatible then I seemed to feel with her at the moment.
I declined her generous offer of several probably very pleasurable acts and went home. We quickly scheduled a “sleepover” for the next Friday after the requisite get-together. I feared that she wouldn’t stick around and hang out with me if I told her that I was basically “handing her off” to another guy I know, and only keeping in contact with her because my schedule didn’t allow me to introduce her yet. I wanted to do this all sneaky-like without her knowing. (I didn’t and still don’t want recognition for getting them together. That kind of act requires one to speak at the wedding, and at the time I was very attention/social function-afraid, I’m less so now. Plus I didn’t want to add another rejection to her list of stressors, she’d had enough of that apparently and I didn’t want her to have to deal with mine too). At this point I was still torn between wanting her for myself and wanting to give her the best shot at happiness. I was having one hell of an internal struggle.
That fateful day came and due to some depression-inducing stressors in my life, I wasn’t in the best of moods. I know I said some inappropriate things, but nothing that got me in too much trouble. I figured I was safe. The girl had gone from sitting next to Rob to sitting in his lap in a matter of 2 hours. She hadn’t gotten into my lap the previous Friday and I wasn’t surprised or disappointed to see my little maneuvering thing worked.
Then all hell broke loose. Rob left, everyone else retired to another room to watch John play some game on his XBOX and I was alone with the girl. She turns on a porn show I can’t recall at the moment and proceeds to straddle me and resume where we left off the night before. I made some lame excuse that probably hurt her (though I didn’t try to, I was confused as her actions suggested she didn’t want Rob) and left.
9 months later the girl and Rob are still together. We never talk except for the courtesy “hello” and she doesn’t make any effort to further our once-friendship. She says that she and Rob are perfect for each other and are very happy. I’m thrilled that my one and hopefully only matchmaking endeavor worked out well, and wish them the best.
My question is this: I’d like to know what you all would have done given what I’ve typed here. Please include as much detail as you are willing. It would be greatly appreciated.
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