On the road again...
(forgive me, I've had three white russians before starting this)
I had a bad evening a few nights ago. It started with work, continued with school and ended with female drama (I say "female" because men don't worry and compete over men like women). I decided a night drive, and a nice clove cigarette would ease my day into a pleasant night. GH drove, and I talked or unloaded.
I should back up.
Most girls do not want GH to be taken.
Most girls have bets going about how long GH and I will last as a couple.
So far, we've beaten every one of those bets and it's been 2 and a half months.
Girls can get nasty when men that they like are on the line and I've had to experience the nastyness first hand.
I'm a big girl, I can handle it, but some days when other things go wrong also, I feel hurt and betrayed by it...
...like the other night.
As I was sitting there talking to GH, I realized what a wonderful man I had, not only was he listening to me, but he was putting down those girls (who are pretty and smart), to make me feel better.
Suddenly I felt much better.
My hand slid over to GH's legs and down to the inside of his thigh.
GH actually jumped and asked what I was doing.
Laughing I said, "I think you should have road head for the amount of time you've been listening to me."
Looking completely bewildered, he said, "Road head? You mean girls actually give road head? I thought it was something my guy friends joked about but never got."
It was my turn to look shocked. I reassured him that if he didn't date prissy bitches then he would get road head from his girlfriends more often than never.
I unzipped his pants, and started.
A little while later, GH was driving with his mouth open and I had a proud look about me.
After getting his voice back, all GH could say was, "My friends were right, road head is fucking awesome."
I had a bad evening a few nights ago. It started with work, continued with school and ended with female drama (I say "female" because men don't worry and compete over men like women). I decided a night drive, and a nice clove cigarette would ease my day into a pleasant night. GH drove, and I talked or unloaded.
I should back up.
Most girls do not want GH to be taken.
Most girls have bets going about how long GH and I will last as a couple.
So far, we've beaten every one of those bets and it's been 2 and a half months.
Girls can get nasty when men that they like are on the line and I've had to experience the nastyness first hand.
I'm a big girl, I can handle it, but some days when other things go wrong also, I feel hurt and betrayed by it...
...like the other night.
As I was sitting there talking to GH, I realized what a wonderful man I had, not only was he listening to me, but he was putting down those girls (who are pretty and smart), to make me feel better.
Suddenly I felt much better.
My hand slid over to GH's legs and down to the inside of his thigh.
GH actually jumped and asked what I was doing.
Laughing I said, "I think you should have road head for the amount of time you've been listening to me."
Looking completely bewildered, he said, "Road head? You mean girls actually give road head? I thought it was something my guy friends joked about but never got."
It was my turn to look shocked. I reassured him that if he didn't date prissy bitches then he would get road head from his girlfriends more often than never.
I unzipped his pants, and started.
A little while later, GH was driving with his mouth open and I had a proud look about me.
After getting his voice back, all GH could say was, "My friends were right, road head is fucking awesome."
posted by sipwine at 10:56 PM
5 Comments:
Lucky ducky.
(Him or you?)
So what other guy-myths are you going to dispell for him?
You know now he's gonna be like a New York City cabbie - always taking you via Jersey.
My boyfriend doesn't drive :(
On the other hand...
PS I guess it might make you feel better to know that the other prissy bitches covet what you've got and therefore are jealous. Of course, you do know that, but it's always good to be reminded how petty and jealous girls can be when they can't get what they want. So *sticks tongue out* to them.
Knobby: Both?
Indy: As many as I can? He doesn't seem to object.
Wombat: He's from South Dakota, 11 hour drive there, I'm invited now to meet his parents.
Wanderer:I often do stick the hypothetical tongue out at them. GH isn't afraid to drop the "I love you" right in front of them either. He makes me happy.
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