Money or Orgasms. Tough Choice?
I just thought I would give you a quick follow up on my supposedly bi-curious Asian friend. She called me this morning and we had a nice talk and stuff but in the course of the conversation I think she mentioned how much she likes guys like five times at least. I definately think she's in scared/denial mode and its kind of wierd to see. You know, she's like one of these pendulums that swings from extreme to extreme but each time it seems like she swings a little closer to figuring things out. That's why I think eventually she'll get it, it's just going to take some time and she's going to have to overcome her own issues so that she can finally admit to herself without any shame or guilt or whatever that it may be worth asking some questions and keeping an open mind. Until then its all good. I've got her back either way, I just like seeing people happy I guess.
Anyway, I went out Friday night to a club with a couple friends. It was okey, there weren't as many people as the last time we were there and by two we figured there wouldn't be many more. I don't usually like to stay out too late, not because I'm like a really old person or anything but because a lot of times I get up really early to go surfing or exercise or whatever. Still, I can handle the occasional late night. I think the club just wasn't as good as last time. Before it had kind of a cool techno kind of dance music that just had one song leading into another and you couldn't really tell the difference. It was just a lot of sounds that were cool and I had a great time and there were so many people and I was just dripping with sweat. I think I probably talked about this in one of my blog posts a while back. This time of course with not so many people it wasn't so hot and I wasn't sweaty dripping which was actually a lot of fun. Hey, sweaty isn't cool for a guy but if you see a beautiful young girl with skin glistening skin, that's very hot!
I don't know what the deal was though, but I will say the music kind of sucked. It was all over the place, like the DJ (and I know I've complained about dysfunctional DJs in my previous blogs) would play 70's music then go into some techno dance and hip hop then like gangsta rap. There was no consistency and by the time you started to get into anything he would change it. I bet he thought he was being clever and talented but really he was a pain in my ass who made things a lot less fun.
It was an okey night though. Naturally my friends and I got hit on a lot (hey, what do you expect) but most of the guys were okey. I love to people watch when I go to these things and just check things out and try and guess people's stories. A few older guys were dancing with really young girls...definately all about the Benjamins for sure. I also saw a couple of guys who looked like they were in their 30's but bald, glasses, pudgy, short, you get the idea. Like George from Seinfeld and they were dancing with some cute girls too. My friends and I thought the girls were out of their league so good for them. Maybe they have money, maybe they have big cocks or maybe they're just likeable guys. I dunno. There was this one guy though who looked like an al Queda poster boy who was throwing money around and being a total asshole about it. He kept pointing at people and buying drinks for them, which isn't really the asshole part, but then he would grab the bartender by the collar and shake him and get angry if the bartender serviced anyone but him. You would think the bartender would get pissed off (and I suspect he did) but every time after this guy would grab the bartender, he would slip him a hundred to make up for it and he grabbed him a lot, so I guess that's a nice trade off of dignity for cash huh? I guess that's what this guy had to do in order to feel like a big shot right? Hey, I don't mind trading my dignity either, but when I'm humiliated, at least it usually means I get to cum. So which is better? A hundred or an orgasm? That's a tough choice. In my experience though, the guys who go out of their way to get attention paid to them (like this guy trying to be a big shot at the club or guys with loud cars or motorcycles, etc) generally do so because they have tiny little cocks and they feel so insecure about it that they think they have to put on a big show to get a woman to look at them. Hey, whatever. For me, I don't care for a cock no matter how big or small it is if it's attached to an asshole.
1 Comments:
WHOA! Seriously, you are getting this blogging thing down.
(Starts 'typing' with a British Accent from a Nature show)"...As you can see, the male swinging pecker peacock continously dances around the females, flexes its mighty plumage, makes chatty sounds and constantly throws bugs at the ladies to get their attention...."
You hit the pecker....the nail, I mean, on the head. Guy in question: absolute attention whore. You should be a little jealous with the 'whore' part, Maliia (devil's wink).
Let us compare: Maliia only needs to appear and SPRING out comes the guys. Guy has to throw out money and suddenly he has friends. Of course the friendship lasts along has he has a wallet with money continously coming out of it.
But as to your question Money or Orgasms....
I take money. Orgasms are great, but they don't pay rent.
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