08-03-2012, 11:54 AM
Thanks man.
No really funny stories-probably more scary if told out of context lol
The kind of stuff if done wrong warrants an arrests or humiliation at the very least
The intense sensations, boobs everywhere
hazy, reckless, speedy seduction, often times intoxicated, on fermented yeast, vine of grape, or the animal pursuit my tribal brain can't recognize as obsolete, I could never tell, often dopamine flooded, courtesy the lovely peruvian root of maca and my night time favorite monster rehab, l-tryosine, and alpha gpc, wandering of my sex magnet days are a Dionysian blur of self avoidance, way to much fun, ego-highs, and meaningless sex than any one soul without a job could handle, don't make me recall..Cortez..please!!.. Those days are not easily remembered. I joke, some were very interesting and I can write a lot but not when it comes to cohesive retelling, I'll try to get around to writing down some of the more interesting one's as when the happen. Here are some hight-lights
1. 30 seconds of meeting BJ offered in bathroom while waiting on line by gorgoues woman at high end venue NYC
2. Seduced by tipsy turbo hotty while I was sitting on the street texting, she turned out to be lesbian
3. Took a girl back home with me after 4 friends in a row kept grappling and pulling her back, I just kept yelling at them in a friendly way and then grabbed her hand and took her between the 2 giant gay friends she was with
4. After telling a girl she was beautiful she produced to standing dry hump while refusing to kiss me-because she was in a relationship. She talked for 20 minutes straight while doing so about how sexual I am and how much she wanted to fxxx but couldn't---I was literally just standing smiling and enjoying the entire time
5. and many more
I say this crazy experiences the set helped me create/experience
Although in retrospect even while I was excited, pysched, amazed at stuff that was happening, felt pretty badass and like I 'finally made it'etc. it was not a particularly happy time, I was getting the experiences I wanted on the outside but not enjoying it as anything more than a game and a conquest on the inside, and as valuable as that was for developing some thick skin I wasn't letting myself even enjoy the most successful womanizing of my life. The last time I had to stop in the middle of sex because the woman literally was completely sexual but totally closed off emotionally and it was too weird. We laughed about it after and she was a lawyer so I should have expected that but at 25 she shouldn't be so shut off tsk..tsk..and....we never saw each other again...I am way to lazy when it comes staying in touch with people...anyway the best stories always come from happy times and my month of self-imposed celibacy will be over soon..where I will give full james joyce style 'field reports'
No really funny stories-probably more scary if told out of context lol
The kind of stuff if done wrong warrants an arrests or humiliation at the very least
The intense sensations, boobs everywherehazy, reckless, speedy seduction, often times intoxicated, on fermented yeast, vine of grape, or the animal pursuit my tribal brain can't recognize as obsolete, I could never tell, often dopamine flooded, courtesy the lovely peruvian root of maca and my night time favorite monster rehab, l-tryosine, and alpha gpc, wandering of my sex magnet days are a Dionysian blur of self avoidance, way to much fun, ego-highs, and meaningless sex than any one soul without a job could handle, don't make me recall..Cortez..please!!.. Those days are not easily remembered. I joke, some were very interesting and I can write a lot but not when it comes to cohesive retelling, I'll try to get around to writing down some of the more interesting one's as when the happen. Here are some hight-lights
1. 30 seconds of meeting BJ offered in bathroom while waiting on line by gorgoues woman at high end venue NYC
2. Seduced by tipsy turbo hotty while I was sitting on the street texting, she turned out to be lesbian
3. Took a girl back home with me after 4 friends in a row kept grappling and pulling her back, I just kept yelling at them in a friendly way and then grabbed her hand and took her between the 2 giant gay friends she was with
4. After telling a girl she was beautiful she produced to standing dry hump while refusing to kiss me-because she was in a relationship. She talked for 20 minutes straight while doing so about how sexual I am and how much she wanted to fxxx but couldn't---I was literally just standing smiling and enjoying the entire time
5. and many more
I say this crazy experiences the set helped me create/experience
Although in retrospect even while I was excited, pysched, amazed at stuff that was happening, felt pretty badass and like I 'finally made it'etc. it was not a particularly happy time, I was getting the experiences I wanted on the outside but not enjoying it as anything more than a game and a conquest on the inside, and as valuable as that was for developing some thick skin I wasn't letting myself even enjoy the most successful womanizing of my life. The last time I had to stop in the middle of sex because the woman literally was completely sexual but totally closed off emotionally and it was too weird. We laughed about it after and she was a lawyer so I should have expected that
but at 25 she shouldn't be so shut off tsk..tsk..and....we never saw each other again...I am way to lazy when it comes staying in touch with people...anyway the best stories always come from happy times and my month of self-imposed celibacy will be over soon..where I will give full james joyce style 'field reports'
1. There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
2. A thinker sees his own actions as experiments and questions... Success and failure are for him answers above all.
3. I would not know what the spirit of a philosopher might wish more then to be than a good dancer.-F.N.
2. A thinker sees his own actions as experiments and questions... Success and failure are for him answers above all.
3. I would not know what the spirit of a philosopher might wish more then to be than a good dancer.-F.N.
