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Facts Or Fantasy
As I into enter this new phase of life,my so called golden years; I feel a sense of loss. Gone are the days of my youth and the adventure filled evenings I spent in search of myself. I know who I am now and what I want. The trouble with knowing is that I am now less tolerant of certain things, so as a result there are not many surprises left and it reduces the overall number of potential mates. At least, that's how I see things from my perspective. I'm willing to admit that I may just be wrong and welcome any useful input on the subject, but first allow me to clarify something. I have known the burning touch of true passion and the soul wrenching loss of true love, and that's part of the problem. I believe that having experienced these things has caused me to disregard anything or anyone that does not and cannot ever measure up to these heights of expectations. I fully realize and admit that this is far from fair to any other man on the planet, but it also leaves me disadvantaged and very likely to spend the rest of my life alone and/or entertaining one lost cause after another. Having clarified this point now it seems a good time to add a little twist to things now, you see the universe has decided to grant me some semblance of happiness despite my dilemma and impossible standards, but it does not come without cost and the price is not mine alone to pay. I thought it impossible to ever meet another human that I would connect with so totally and so easily. It was instant and so unexpected that it felt like waking from a 20 year slumber, sort of felt like coming home after a long exhausting journey and it felt good to have that connection again. As time went on the friendship feelings grew into other desires and yet neither of us really pushed the issue, both for our own reasons and we both knew of the others hesitation to cross that line. Just as things usually go in these matters, the line was crossed and crossed again, it was like the heavens opened and swept me up in rolling waves of ecstasy as golden rays of warm sunlight bathed my body in an endless downpour of heat and ending in an explosion of a zillion little starbursts.
By Shirley Gutierrez 5 years ago in Confessions
Youngest Doll
I grew up with four siblings, two boys, and two girls, me being the youngest. Believe me, when I say, I had a lot of experience with them since at the age of 7 (that's the only age I started to remember everything), whether it be happy times or the unforgettable pranks that will always be brought up in family gatherings despite 28 years had passed and it's humiliating me.
By PILI5 years ago in Confessions
Flirting 101
Embarrassing moments, I have had quite a few. The moments where you are frozen in time, wondering who exactly caught this horrifying incident in your life. I’ve done it all. Tripped and fallen flat on my face with a crowd of strangers watching. Flashed my almost bare bum walking into Walmart one windy day, thanks to the great idea of wearing my favorite skirt and my pretty black thong. All of which, while embarrassing, are incidents which happen to us all. They are moments we can laugh and walk away from, well eventually. More importantly we can learn from them and hopefully not repeat them in the future. When we are running down a long flight of stairs, we hold the railing for dear life. When wearing our best flowy skirt, we do not wear a thong. In fact, since that day, I don’t believe I have ever worn another thong. Easy enough right? Then there are the mistakes, the big regrets, that are not so easy to fix. The ones that live in your brain and pop up every so often and make us hang our heads with a little shame. For me these are the incidents when my brain and my mouth do not match up. When whatever it is that connects the two decides to have a little vacation and leaves me wide eyed, trying to keep my jaw from dropping to the floor.
By Carolyn Deir5 years ago in Confessions
Regrets? Not This Time
There was alcohol involved and women, no other force found in nature can cause more calamity, ridiculousness or regret in a young man’s life than those two things combined. I was young then, before the age of cell phones, so I am at least spared being memorialised across the internet. I have nothing more to face than the images that pass before my eyes late at night when my mind filled with memory, plays itself in reverse like an old projector.
By John McLeish5 years ago in Confessions
Gang, Rent A Prostitute
My mom taught at my middle school. She taught 6th grade science and math classes and was always making sure I was on my best behavior. If I got in trouble for something, nobody knew about it because she would be contacted directly, immediately and discreetly. This naturally lead to my being sneaky and underhanded as a child and throughout my adolescence. I would try to find ways to cut classes or finesse free concessions at sporting events. I wasn’t very athletic myself at this point in my life so I had to find other avenues to make friends as well. My friends were hard to keep because my mom was a teacher and nobody wants to feel like they’re forever being chaperoned, especially during this time of self discovery and bad decisions that is middle school. I was in the national junior beta club, honors society, student council, show choir and gospel choir while I was in middle school, and from an outside perspective I was a model student. I copied my homework from hispanic students who didn’t get enough credit. My friends stole things and just didn’t do homework altogether. Things were really simple and easy enough to work through, all the while life was still interesting enough to keep me entertained.
By J.D. Stark5 years ago in Confessions
Train mishap
Whilst as a junior office worker in the City of London, one of our salesmen won a very big deal - so big that he took the whole company out to the pub one afternoon. We were drinking, and I was sent to the bar multiple times to get more beer. The bar was selling the beer in jugs, and as it took a while to fill each jug with Fosters, I asked for a sneaky pint to be able to drink at the bar (as quickly as I could), whilst waiting. I then carried 4 jugs back to the table, often to have them immediately emptied, and then I had to return to the bar again to get more. Again, as I was young - and free beer is free beer - I sculled down another pint of Fosters as a reward for my waiter duties. The afternoon became evening, and I was then told that people were drinking straight from the jugs, and that I needed to up the pace of delivery. The barman then told me that the bar tab was now over 1000 pounds - which to me was around a month's salary. I then went to tell the celebrating salesman, ushering him to me as I thought this was a private conversation to be had. He put his arm around me (he was a big and sweaty gentleman in a waistcoat), and told me that his commission for the deal was 100,000 pounds, and that he was happy to let it go to 3000. So, I was excited at more free beer, and then switched to drinking a jug whilst I waited for the other jugs to be filled. As the evening wore on, I eventually had enough time to stand with the rest of the staff for a few moments, and was laughing at their stories.
By Christian Wickham5 years ago in Confessions
My Melancholy Mother's Days
I love being a mom, but I hate Mother's Day. There are plenty of reasons for someone to dislike a holiday like this one: the loss of a mother or mother figure, having never grown up with one, being disowned by your own, and so on. My reasons are both common and complex, and it started on my first Mother's Day. It's as if the first one set the tone for every single one after that, and I've never managed to escape it.
By Dani Banani5 years ago in Confessions
The Things I'll Do for Money
I'm going to start this story off by making it clear that I am a college graduate. Now, anyone who has been a college student knows that there are plenty of times throughout college where money is tight. A job becomes a must, or some other way to make a buck here or there. Now, for someone who has reasonable anxiety when it comes to putting myself out there, there isn't much I wouldn't have done in college to make a quick dollar.
By Cody Dunnington5 years ago in Confessions
Two Dates in One Night!
"Y-You look amazing", he said. "Why, thank you David, you don't look bad yourself", I responded. As he held the car door open for me, I sat down, and waited for him. He went around, opened his door and as soon as he got inside the car I was smacked by his hypnotizing smell. He always had a breathtaking scent, even after gym class. It’s a combination of detergent and a subtle but exotic, masculine smell. Whatever it was, I loved it.
By Madelyne Reynoso5 years ago in Confessions
The embarrassing moment I strangely don’t regret
The embarrassing moment I strangely don’t regret So, it all started when I became homeless with my infant daughter. Her father and I had been together for practically 6 years, and honestly? it was the most toxic shit I had ever dealt with. He would put his hands on me often, but once my daughter was born I decided I could not deal with that anymore. I had finally broken free from his bullshit, only problem was that now I had nowhere to lay my head with my baby girl. Thankfully, my mom decided to take us in for a little while til she spoke to my aunt about letting us stay at her place. My aunt agreed that I could stay until March 2016, it was around June 2015 when we moved in with her. I barely had shit, I was a hot mess moving around with all my stuff in garbage bags. Living with my aunt wasn’t easy because I had no freaking keys and sometimes I would get locked out with my baby in her hallway at the apartment building. On one occasion, I had gotten locked out and my aunt's neighbor who was a young girl had brought out a chair for me to be comfortable while I waited for someone to get home. After I sat down in the chair with tears in my eyes, she came out a few minutes later with a cheeseburger and some French fries and that’s when I noticed she was pregnant. She was a tall girl, with a pretty face and braces. At that moment I was highly grateful and slightly embarrassed that I was in this situation with my baby, nonetheless I was thankful for the young girl's help. Fast forward a few months down the line, around October or November my aunt's neighbor had a brother who revealed to me that he liked me. Honestly, I was not attracted to him one bit especially after he tricked me by asking me to use my phone and then proceeding to call himself just to store my number in his cellphone. Frankly, I was not attracted to anyone at the moment until… I had seen the most fine dude downstairs in the building lobby. BOY OH BOY! When we saw each other we made direct eye contact and kept staring at one another until the elevator doors closed. It was straight up lust, lust that I had not felt for a long time being that I was in a relationship for a few years. Ugh! After that moment I had hoped to run into him again. One day I bumped into the young girl's brother, he had told me his birthday was that day and that he would be celebrating that very night and offered me an invitation. Despite me having no interest whatsoever in this guy, I had nothing better to do and I was baby free so I told him I would think about it. That night I decided that I would go out and enjoy myself and I texted him for the address. He ended up paying my cab to this extravagant club downtown in my city and immediately I knew it was gonna be a night to remember. He met me outside and took me into the elevator and as we began going up to the club which was located in the penthouse, he started showering me with compliments about how I looked that night. I tried to hold my composure as best as I could but inside I was cringing because I was not attracted to this man at allllllll. When the elevator doors opened, everyone was dancing and I could see the city skyscrapers outside of the huge penthouse windows. We walked through the crowd, he offered me alcohol which I absolutely accepted and we made our way to the club balcony section. Conveniently for him, he arranged everything so that it would just be us two spending the rest of the night together. I got drunk enough to make small talk with him and enjoy the view until closing time. Towards the end of the night, he made a phone call informing one of his friends who was at the club down the street that it was time to leave and looked at me and told me we would be riding back in his friends car. Little did I know I was in for a crazy surprise that would spice up the rest of my night. When we arrived downstairs, we walked towards the car and when I got in there was a guy in the passenger seat. BUT! sitting in the driver's seat was fine ass elevator boy himself. Wow, it felt like the air had left my body as we made eye contact once again through the rear view mirror and exchanged names. That car ride was by far the most intense I had ever been on, the elevator boy had been looking at me with those deep dark brown eyes the whole time. First we dropped off the kid in the passenger seat and then made our way towards the block we all lived on. When we got there my neighbor's brother was acting so drunk and obnoxious and somehow the elevator boy and I had decided we would get rid of him. Mind you, we did this all just by looking at each other. Elevator boy and I were speaking to each other with our eyes, and I know it was because we both wanted each other badly. He parked in front of our building, and I stood in my seat meanwhile my neighbors brother kept babbling on and on about wanting to kiss me and I kept declining. Eventually he was so drunk he got out of the car and stumbled his way into the building and disappeared. Elevator boy and I sat there in silence until we both burst out laughing and we took off in the car a couple blocks away from the building. He ended up parking in this random spot and in the most deep seductive voice he said, “you wanna come sit next to me?” And in that instant my knees melted but shyly I responded, “okay”. When I got to the front seat we began talking about how funny it was that we both were on the same page. Suddenly, the elevator boy asked in that very seductive voice, “so what you tryna do?” And I responded, “the same shit you’re trying to do”. Without a word he started speeding and drove straight to a hotel. We checked in and once we were in the room we ripped off our clothes and got straight to it. It was amazing, it was exhilarating, and I felt so alive. After an hour of having great sex, our phones starting blowing up. It was my neighbors brother!!! He was looking for the both of us. But when I glanced at elevator boys phone not only was my neighbors brother calling him but so was his fucking girlfriend that I had no clue about. My stomach turned, I felt terrible, I did not want to be a homewrecker. I told him, “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend” and what he was about to say was going to really sting. He then proceeded to tell me that his girlfriend was in fact my aunt's next door neighbor. Instantly I wanted to vanish into thin air, how could I have done that to that poor girl who was carrying his baby. By the time we got dressed the sun was coming up and I decided to head towards my mothers house where my baby had spent the night. For months, I was hoping my aunt's neighbor would never find out about this because I did not want her to hurt. When March came, I left back to my mothers where I resided until my daughter and I moved out of state where I would finally get my shit together. Right before my big move, I had paid a visit to my aunt with one of my cousins and I had not been thinking about the ongoing situation I had with the elevator boy (yes I kept seeing him). When my cousin and I got into the infamous building, we went into the elevator and when we got to my aunt's floor the elevator doors opened. There she was, my aunt's neighbor and I knew right there that she knew because she did not look happy. She gave me the meanest stare and my face flushed, it felt hotter than sunlight on a summer day. That very moment I felt the worst kind of embarrassment, shame and guilt I had ever felt. I started questioning whether or not this fling was worth it. She walked passed me and went straight into the elevator, when I looked back she grilled me until those doors closed. I cringed, and had to explain to my cousin why that girl looked at me the way she did. As I reflected on my horrible decisions, yes I felt bad, yes I knew karma would bite me in the ass, yes I recognized I was a side hoe, but strangely I had no regrets.
By The Doll 5 years ago in Confessions
