So, as most girls who have played the dating game know, there are several types of guys. I met one a few weeks ago who confused me.
He was quite good looking, a good conversationalist and managed to look me in the eye (not the boobs). At the end of the evening, he hopped on the train with me for a few stops, until he was close to his house. As we pulled into his stop,he said, I had a really great time I hope we can do this again.” Then he was gone.
No hug, kiss or even a handshake.
Granted we were sitting beside each other on a narrow train seat, so all of the above would have been awkward, but there wasn’t even an attempt. I was left feeling like there wouldn’t be a date 2.
To my surprise there was.
At the end of the second date I got a hug, but it looked painful for him. He didn’t seem that shy so I figured he liked me just not in that way. After all I do have a nasty habit of turning any guy I’m interested in, into a little brother. But I wasn’t even sure I was inerested in him yet – so the little-brothering was definitely premature.
Date 3. Yeah- I’m just as surprised as you are.
This time he invited me over to his house to cook me supper. Dinner was fantastic, the boy can cook. After supper we watched a highly suggestive teen-movie and nothing. I mean naked boobs everywhere and … nada. His cat got all the loving while I sat mere inches away.
Finally, the movie ended and I said I needed to go. I was about to grab my purse and leave when FINALLY he stuttered out, “Can I kiss you?”
It took a lot for me not to say, “well, duhh yeah.” instead I smiled sweetly and said “yes please.”
The first kiss was nice, the second one too but the third one was like a full frontal assault – tongue down my throat, hand latched on to my boob and him body-slamming me into the couch.
Note to all you wanna-be romeos out there – DO NOT DO THIS!
It is not cool and it will get you blogged about (I’m nice, I’ve kept this guy’s ID secret but there are several popular sites that will give your name and show your picture, which will ensure you never get a date again).