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Yeah, drunk girl needs a shoulder to cry on and a quick confidence boots. Unfortunate for you, that boost did not require sexual intercourse. So, once you met her immediate needs, she was done with you and went home with her friends.
 
I'm pretty sure that if I had been willing to have sex with her in the grass in front of everybody, I would have got lucky. Either that or I was walking into some kind of rape trap. I think it worked out for the best that I was too much of a gentleman to mount her in public, but truth be told, I didn't like the way she run.
 
Shoulda just humped her on the lawn then :yess:

I must have misinterpreted the tone of your question. I thought there was some annoyance in the fact that she didn't give up the poon, but if it was there for the taking by all means, TAKE IT.
 
No, she was all over me. I had to get her outside before she started getting naked in the bar.

But it's not like she picked a secluded spot. Everyone coming in and out was walking past us on a wide open lawn. My family was drinking inside. Even one of my mom's sisters.

Why am I the only one that things having drunken sex in public is a bad idea? You're not the first person to tell me I messed up. :confused:
 
Not into exhibitionism? Prude.


Interesting that you referred to you aunt as your Mom's sister.
 
I don't think I would have cared as much if it was my dad's sister. Not that I would have done it, but I would have been a lot less self-conscious. My mom has a lot of class, and her sisters are prone to rolling their eyes at her innocence. I felt like the potential was there for me to make her look bad.

Your answer is good. I'm curious what someone with fewer y chromosomes might have to say.
 
I don't think I would have cared as much if it was my dad's sister. Not that I would have done it, but I would have been a lot less self-conscious. My mom has a lot of class, and her sisters are prone to rolling their eyes at her innocence. I felt like the potential was there for me to make her look bad.

You should have done it, and if you'd been caught by your eye rolling aunts, you could have been all, "Yeah, that innocent woman birthed me! WHAT NOW B**CHES!?!?".....That there? That's class. :lecture

I'm curious what someone with fewer y chromosomes might have to say.

How rude! :mad:

Wait. What?
 
I'm thinking that getting caught at all would have equalled getting arrested for public indecency. Cape Cod is a much bigger prude than me.

But you know, for the greater good of mankind, maybe I should have. I wandered to her hotel after the bar closed to see if she might be hanging around, and I almost got in a fight with some guy in the lobby.

Sex >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> violence

Wait. What?

It's possible that a girl might have a different perspective. Then again, she might just say mean things.
 
I'm thinking that getting caught at all would have equalled getting arrested for public indecency. Cape Cod is a much bigger prude than me.

But you know, for the greater good of mankind, maybe I should have. I wandered to her hotel after the bar closed to see if she might be hanging around, and I almost got in a fight with some guy in the lobby.

Sex >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> violence

I prefer my sex with violence or my violence with sex, but never separately.
It's possible that a girl might have a different perspective. Then again, she might just say mean things.

Girls are mean :lecture
 
You know what the second best part of my night was? When I finally walked back to my hotel, there were bunnies on the lawn next door. They were afraid of me so they froze in their tracks.

I told them it was cool. If they wanted to screw in the grass, I would not arrest them. They just ran away. I thought that was ironic.
 
When I was hired on by the mortuary, we had to read a huge packet from the CDC regarding the handling of bodies. They had a whole section dedicated to blood-borne pathogens and how contact/spills should be handled. Included in the list were HIV, AIDS, herpes simplex-2, both hepatitis B and C, etc., with a warning that they can survive in a transmittable state in a blood sample for up to 48hrs. I'm going with the CDC warning. Happy Valtrex. :wave :lol

We were talking Herpes, I wasn't talking about aides, etc.

When exposed to the air and to the comparably harsh conditions that exist outside of the human body, the herpes virus tends to die very quickly, especially in dry conditions. The virus has been found to die after about 10 seconds when transmitted to an object like a toilet seat, although in damp conditions like drinking fountains, it can live for a little while longer [source: HerpesOnline]. As toilet seats tend to be drier, this would make them even more difficult to contract herpes from.

I probably know more about bloodborne diseases than you because I have to study and take tests EVERY SINGLE YEAR.

I'm fine.......thanks. :wave
 
Why do drunk girls make out with you on the lawn in front of the bar after the wedding, and once they've let you know exactly what they want, get up and ignore you for the last 15 minutes of the night, then go home with their friends who look at you like you were the one who was taking advantage?


Guilt or shame probably.
 
We were standing at the bar and she just started getting closer. Then her butt was in my crotch and she was putting my hands on her thighs. Then I had to keep making her put her dress down because we were still in the bar. She kept telling me to stop talking, and finally kissed me. It was all pretty subtle, if subtlety can be turned up to 11.

When I got her to go outside and tone down the scene she was making, she flopped down in the grass and pulled me down next to her. Then I just kissed her everytime I found bare flesh. She made a lot of pretty noises, talked about how it's been a long time since she missed someone, finally whispered that she wanted to ____ me, and then the next thing I knew, we were back inside.

Game over. I blame it all on the kilt.
 
We were standing at the bar and she just started getting closer. Then her butt was in my crotch and she was putting my hands on her thighs. Then I had to keep making her put her dress down because we were still in the bar. She kept telling me to stop talking, and finally kissed me. It was all pretty subtle, if subtlety can be turned up to 11.

When I got her to go outside and tone down the scene she was making, she flopped down in the grass and pulled me down next to her. Then I just kissed her everytime I found bare flesh. She made a lot of pretty noises, talked about how it's been a long time since she missed someone, finally whispered that she wanted to ____ me, and then the next thing I knew, we were back inside.

Game over. I blame it all on the kilt.

Nah.....she wised up. Realized what she was doing, and figured you'd think less of her later. Get a name or a number out of it anyway?
 
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