The most random thing just happened to me. I get on a bus and fifteen minutes later I'm making out with some random guy, who I've never met, while his friends are around just heckling him on. A little sluttish of me maybe, but it was fun while it was happening, just horrible timing.
After I was done with classes I decided to walk to the store. I got there, but didn't want to walk back so instead I decided to catch a bus. I hop on one of the city buses that stop on campus and the first thing I here as I'm stepping on are three guys. I can instantly tell that these three guys were gay from the way they were talking. Their subject matter didn't really hide the fact either.
Guy 1, cute. Guy 2, he can get it. Guy 3 FAIL is all I could think as I walked by, looked guy 2 in the eyes, and even bumped him a little. I don't know if he caught the hint or just wanted to sit someplace new, but moments later him and his friends were making their way towards my seat in the back of the bus.
The bus was basically empty. I was in the back, this Asian chick was in the middle of the bus with an old white man behind her, but nobody else seemed to notice the three guys making their way towards the back of the bus where I was. Lucky me. Guy 1 and Guy 3 sat across from each other, while Guy 2 made a point to sit beside me. I don't know what we were talking about, but my mind was in a completely different place.
Are these guys really hitting on me right now? Do I look that loose. Do I look gay? Just random things began filling my head, but beneath it all was just an innate joy. I've never been hit on by a guy before in my life. The guys that hit on me in high school were basically friends, and it was in a joking way, except for one guy. But he doesn't count. So when these guys were spittin' game at me I couldn't help but smile and laugh the whole time.
"So you get down?" Guy 2 asked.
"Get down, you mean do I dance," I replied in a dumb, not knowing way.
"Nah, nah I mean do you fuck wit dudes" he said as he put his hands on my legs.
"Oh, oh do I fuck with dudes. I don't know, I could make an exception for you though."
His guys erupted with laughter and I guess they thought this was their in too, because they asked if I'd make an exception for them. Guy 1 yea, Guy 3 probably not I told them. I guess I offended Guy 3, because he started running off at the mouth before Guy 2 cut him off, apologized to me for his friend, and started shoving his tongue down my throat, instantly causing a scene from the loud noises his friends began making.
"Damn" I thought, "I'm on a fuckin' bus, making out with some random guy in front of his two friends, an Asian chick, a bus driver, and an old man. What the hell would K think of me if she saw me now?"
Slut.
But more importantly what would the moms think if she saw her innocent young son acting a fool in public. I didn't care. I felt good. I felt liberated. I felt, for lack of a better word, special. This was the closest I've come to being "out" and it didn't feel as bad as you may think it would be.
My stop was coming up so I pulled away from Guy 2 and explained I was about to get off. I gave him my number and told him he could call me sometime and if he ever wanted to "get together" he could call me, and maybe even bring his friend. I think I made it too blatantly obvious that I was easy, because Guy 3 yelled out ho as I walked off the bus. Oh well, I doubt I'll be hearing from them again anyway.
Now the bad timing comes in the fact that, after seeing Al again in our history class I began thinking that maybe I should wait for Redcoat, because as sexy as Al looked the first day we met, he's slowly losing that sex appeal. Maybe the fact that we're becoming better friends and I see him more than anyone else during the week is another reason. Either way I don't see myself messing around with Al ever.
So after coming to that conclusion I was ready to sit back and wait for Redcoat to tell me what he wanted from our relationship since he knows where I stand. Now I'm wondering. If this guy should call, and we happen to get together, am I obligated to tell Redcoat. We aren't official, and we've never been exclusive so would this even matter to him.
I don't know. I've never been really good with relationships. The longest running relationship I've had was with K. And it as a whole is just some weird, dysfunctional, best friends, fuck me baby, i love you, i hate you too relationship that has been an ongoing thing in my life for the last seven years.
After I was done with classes I decided to walk to the store. I got there, but didn't want to walk back so instead I decided to catch a bus. I hop on one of the city buses that stop on campus and the first thing I here as I'm stepping on are three guys. I can instantly tell that these three guys were gay from the way they were talking. Their subject matter didn't really hide the fact either.
Guy 1, cute. Guy 2, he can get it. Guy 3 FAIL is all I could think as I walked by, looked guy 2 in the eyes, and even bumped him a little. I don't know if he caught the hint or just wanted to sit someplace new, but moments later him and his friends were making their way towards my seat in the back of the bus.
The bus was basically empty. I was in the back, this Asian chick was in the middle of the bus with an old white man behind her, but nobody else seemed to notice the three guys making their way towards the back of the bus where I was. Lucky me. Guy 1 and Guy 3 sat across from each other, while Guy 2 made a point to sit beside me. I don't know what we were talking about, but my mind was in a completely different place.
Are these guys really hitting on me right now? Do I look that loose. Do I look gay? Just random things began filling my head, but beneath it all was just an innate joy. I've never been hit on by a guy before in my life. The guys that hit on me in high school were basically friends, and it was in a joking way, except for one guy. But he doesn't count. So when these guys were spittin' game at me I couldn't help but smile and laugh the whole time.
"So you get down?" Guy 2 asked.
"Get down, you mean do I dance," I replied in a dumb, not knowing way.
"Nah, nah I mean do you fuck wit dudes" he said as he put his hands on my legs.
"Oh, oh do I fuck with dudes. I don't know, I could make an exception for you though."
His guys erupted with laughter and I guess they thought this was their in too, because they asked if I'd make an exception for them. Guy 1 yea, Guy 3 probably not I told them. I guess I offended Guy 3, because he started running off at the mouth before Guy 2 cut him off, apologized to me for his friend, and started shoving his tongue down my throat, instantly causing a scene from the loud noises his friends began making.
"Damn" I thought, "I'm on a fuckin' bus, making out with some random guy in front of his two friends, an Asian chick, a bus driver, and an old man. What the hell would K think of me if she saw me now?"
Slut.
But more importantly what would the moms think if she saw her innocent young son acting a fool in public. I didn't care. I felt good. I felt liberated. I felt, for lack of a better word, special. This was the closest I've come to being "out" and it didn't feel as bad as you may think it would be.
My stop was coming up so I pulled away from Guy 2 and explained I was about to get off. I gave him my number and told him he could call me sometime and if he ever wanted to "get together" he could call me, and maybe even bring his friend. I think I made it too blatantly obvious that I was easy, because Guy 3 yelled out ho as I walked off the bus. Oh well, I doubt I'll be hearing from them again anyway.
Now the bad timing comes in the fact that, after seeing Al again in our history class I began thinking that maybe I should wait for Redcoat, because as sexy as Al looked the first day we met, he's slowly losing that sex appeal. Maybe the fact that we're becoming better friends and I see him more than anyone else during the week is another reason. Either way I don't see myself messing around with Al ever.
So after coming to that conclusion I was ready to sit back and wait for Redcoat to tell me what he wanted from our relationship since he knows where I stand. Now I'm wondering. If this guy should call, and we happen to get together, am I obligated to tell Redcoat. We aren't official, and we've never been exclusive so would this even matter to him.
I don't know. I've never been really good with relationships. The longest running relationship I've had was with K. And it as a whole is just some weird, dysfunctional, best friends, fuck me baby, i love you, i hate you too relationship that has been an ongoing thing in my life for the last seven years.
1 comments:
That sounded fun - the first time anything like that happened to me it was some perv on the Underground (train) - so at least yours will be a pleasant memory! I guess the feeling of being publicly 'out' must be nice - even if it is only a temporary experience. BTW was that a pay and go number you gave out? I hope so, so at least you can throw the SIM card away if you started getting spam calls!
Take care G =]
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