8.
The story goes like this. It was about three years ago and I was taking my younger cousin Mike to the fair. He was on a ride while I stood off to the side waiting for it to finish. I see a girl about thirteen or fourteen standing slightly awkward, adjusting to her newly formed breast and hips. She was surrounded by three boys, one was talking to her, the other two were standing behind her. One of the boys behind her decided to conduct an experiment. He walked past her and grazed her backside with the back of his hand. The girl was unfazed. Boy number two decided hed try it too but he was a little more aggressive, opting to use an open palm. By now a fourth boy comes along and decides to join in.
So now their taking turns grabbing her ass as though it were one of the fairs main attractions. All this is going on while the first boy is talking at her sprouting tits. The girl seemed unfazed while soaking up all the attention.
I, growing tired or the scene, decided to put it to an end. I walked over to the girl and asked if I could speak to her for a second. She obliges assuming Im another gentleman suitor. I ask why are you letting those boys touch you like that? No answer. Dont you know that the more you let those boys try the more theyre going to do? She looked a little shaken. This obviously wasnt what she was expecting. To those boys youre nothing but an ass and a pair of tits. You have to respect yourself and realize that you are so much more than that. Because If you dont respect yourself no one else will. She just stared back at me slightly glazed over.
Assuming I was talking to a brick wall I look around for Mike who was getting off The Zipper looking peaked. He then walked over to the grass where he nonchalantly began to vomit. The last thing I said was remember what I told you then I rushed over to Mike to make sure he was OK. I took him to the restroom, got him cleaned up and never thought about the girl again.
Pulling into my parents driveway I wonder what would have happened had I not said anything. Would I have seen a report on the news the next day about a thirteen year old girl being sodomized by four boys her age or would she have just become another sixteen year old with a baby or two?
As I imagine what could have been, my mother knocks me out of my daydream.
You know your father has high blood pressure, whyd you get butter?
9.
The day after Christmas I decide to head back to school. I love my family but Ive had more than my share of my parents kindhearted abuse and my grandparents overwhelming advice. And I love my brothers but lets face it, if they werent my brothers I wouldnt have anything to do with them.
So here I am, December twenty-sixth on a cold smelly bus full of ugly, dirty, weird people on my way back to Miami.
Well, thats chapter 4. What did you think?
Why do I fall for every woman that shows me the slightest bit of attention? Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
As some of you may know, I happen to have a fascination with women. Under normal circumstances this would be cool but I also happen to be a hopeless romantic. Thats a heartbreaking combination. For years there has been a revolving door of women in my life. Not women Im fucking or even dating in some cases. I dont know if its me who gets tired of them and then I push them away or if its them that think Im something Im not. I get labeled as a Playboy quite often when this isnt remotely the case. Sometime I wish I was. It seems things would be easier that way. The problem right now is that some feeling are getting kind of intense and Im not sure I can reciprocate those feelings and some of those feeling aren't being reciprocated. Im not afraid of commitment. Hell, thats all I want to do. If I could mash all these girls into one I would. Almost all of my relationships end before they start. I know what youre thinking. Poor Leeh. He has too many girls chasing him. But it seems Ive been running in place forever and I just want to stop. I just want to be loved... Is that so wrong! (I cant remember. Whos SNL character was that. Jon Lovitz?)
Im single so I have at least a dozen on my doorstep. It doesnt boost my ego. It doesnt mean weve slept.
Name that quote and Ill give you a dollar. (Dont look it up either.)
The story goes like this. It was about three years ago and I was taking my younger cousin Mike to the fair. He was on a ride while I stood off to the side waiting for it to finish. I see a girl about thirteen or fourteen standing slightly awkward, adjusting to her newly formed breast and hips. She was surrounded by three boys, one was talking to her, the other two were standing behind her. One of the boys behind her decided to conduct an experiment. He walked past her and grazed her backside with the back of his hand. The girl was unfazed. Boy number two decided hed try it too but he was a little more aggressive, opting to use an open palm. By now a fourth boy comes along and decides to join in.
So now their taking turns grabbing her ass as though it were one of the fairs main attractions. All this is going on while the first boy is talking at her sprouting tits. The girl seemed unfazed while soaking up all the attention.
I, growing tired or the scene, decided to put it to an end. I walked over to the girl and asked if I could speak to her for a second. She obliges assuming Im another gentleman suitor. I ask why are you letting those boys touch you like that? No answer. Dont you know that the more you let those boys try the more theyre going to do? She looked a little shaken. This obviously wasnt what she was expecting. To those boys youre nothing but an ass and a pair of tits. You have to respect yourself and realize that you are so much more than that. Because If you dont respect yourself no one else will. She just stared back at me slightly glazed over.
Assuming I was talking to a brick wall I look around for Mike who was getting off The Zipper looking peaked. He then walked over to the grass where he nonchalantly began to vomit. The last thing I said was remember what I told you then I rushed over to Mike to make sure he was OK. I took him to the restroom, got him cleaned up and never thought about the girl again.
Pulling into my parents driveway I wonder what would have happened had I not said anything. Would I have seen a report on the news the next day about a thirteen year old girl being sodomized by four boys her age or would she have just become another sixteen year old with a baby or two?
As I imagine what could have been, my mother knocks me out of my daydream.
You know your father has high blood pressure, whyd you get butter?
9.
The day after Christmas I decide to head back to school. I love my family but Ive had more than my share of my parents kindhearted abuse and my grandparents overwhelming advice. And I love my brothers but lets face it, if they werent my brothers I wouldnt have anything to do with them.
So here I am, December twenty-sixth on a cold smelly bus full of ugly, dirty, weird people on my way back to Miami.
Well, thats chapter 4. What did you think?
Why do I fall for every woman that shows me the slightest bit of attention? Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
As some of you may know, I happen to have a fascination with women. Under normal circumstances this would be cool but I also happen to be a hopeless romantic. Thats a heartbreaking combination. For years there has been a revolving door of women in my life. Not women Im fucking or even dating in some cases. I dont know if its me who gets tired of them and then I push them away or if its them that think Im something Im not. I get labeled as a Playboy quite often when this isnt remotely the case. Sometime I wish I was. It seems things would be easier that way. The problem right now is that some feeling are getting kind of intense and Im not sure I can reciprocate those feelings and some of those feeling aren't being reciprocated. Im not afraid of commitment. Hell, thats all I want to do. If I could mash all these girls into one I would. Almost all of my relationships end before they start. I know what youre thinking. Poor Leeh. He has too many girls chasing him. But it seems Ive been running in place forever and I just want to stop. I just want to be loved... Is that so wrong! (I cant remember. Whos SNL character was that. Jon Lovitz?)
Im single so I have at least a dozen on my doorstep. It doesnt boost my ego. It doesnt mean weve slept.
Name that quote and Ill give you a dollar. (Dont look it up either.)
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I also have this problem.
I do love attention from the boys. I used to be the same way. If a guy gave me a bit of attention I would pay attention right back. I have now learned to cool it. Most of my relationshps ended real early too because I just got board. Just somthing to bide my time untill somthing came a long. It will happen and it will blow you out of the water.