Sooo, I think my luck has just changed in a massive way. Um. Philosophical question:
I had a date on Saturday, and she ended up spending the next two nights. Was that one date or three dates, or was there even a date at all? : D
In years past, I was really good about annotating the beat-by-beat activities. So I could remember “Oh, we did this, and then this, in this order.” There’s absolutely no way I could do that with this one. I mean, the orgasm score is 0-3, but otherwise I literally lost count of how many times we fucked.
I lick clit, you’re not surprised. As for occasionally pushing rope, well. It’s a team-building exercise. No guy plans to well. Not be able to finish. But. On top of other ways she handles me, it’s an easy A+ to garner intimacy and emotional security.
Also, she’s the first to enthusiastically claim I have a big dick. I don’t know, have past partners just been afraid to say it? Is there is a feminine faux paux in saying “God, you got a big cock”?
Obviously not how I pulled her. I know my social skills aren’t the best, but when trying to meet for the first time, you don’t mention anything about the penis. You just don’t. At best, I mentioned my love of eating pussy. Because I couldn’t date someone who didn’t want her pussy worshipped.
So, what boxes did she check to pull me? Pretty simple stuff,
- ADHD
- nerdy
- gamer
- kink-friendly
- willing to put up with my eccentricity
Sorry, mind’s a blur. I know it’s never putting up with me. I just know I’m not for most people. But the women that do get a thing for me seem to just enjoy how me I am. Which. Relaxes me and lets me be even more me.
And if you want me to back up and explain why ADHD is a positive thing, it’s hard to explain. I don’t have a fully logical reason for it. I’ve just noticed certain neurospicy women have better overall chemistry with me. So. It’s passively something I’ve been looking for.
Go with what you know.
And.
If I reread our conversations, it is very hard to understand how we got a good feeling about each other so quickly. How you can read someone over text and just kinda know. What’s today - it’s currently 1:39 am on 8-12, a Tuesday.
- Tuesday, August 5th, 7:17 pm: messaged her on Plenty of Fish
- She gave me her number in three screenshots worth of messages
- Saturday, August 9th, met in person days later
- saw “Naked Gun” in theaters, so maybe THAT could be our first date, haha
- went down on her, & had sex on the first date, which I seriously wasn’t planning
- Sunday, August 10th, I came home from work to see she cleaned my kitchen, holy hell
- Monday August 11th, I got flowers on the way home from work, so she’d have something with her between now and next weekend
I cooked and stuff, we watched stuff like Sex Education, Lower Decks. Got in some time playing Super Mario Wii. Took some awkward selfies, which I don’t have time to upload. She loaded her Hulu account information into my TV, and added her youtube profile to my ps3.
You don’t date Timmy. That’s… that’s just historically not how it’s ever worked. The women that aren’t in from day one never, ever end up coming around.
Also, unexpected perk: she’s taller than me. Oh my god, it feels so nice to be held by her. I’d been having such a shitty few weeks. I felt so spoiled to be held by her. To feel actual genuine calm and relaxation.
Oh, don’t worry. I already sit on her lap and hold her face. As every women wants to feel like a little girl sometimes.
…And folding her in half in bed feels like a goddamned power move. : D
It’s a whirlwind, it’s scary. I still technically “barely know her”, but also I know you can’t logically quantify that hunch that someone is one of your people. Life’s short. She thinks I’m amazing, and of course my depression doesn’t allow me to see what she sees. I have needed someone to take care of me for so fucking long. I’ve been forward about that with her.
There’s a lifting expression, “Have you tried trying?”
You bet your ass I’m going to do what I can to make her feel appreciated.
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