REminds me...this one time I go to this fish fry/carnival across the river with my good friend...we used to party in this small town pretty often.Every time I went there, I ran into this girl who chatted me up, no biggie.Maybe five minutes and done...and we'd each go our own way.Now, I'm pretty oblivious when someone is hitting on me, you usually have to smack me with your weiner or something for me to get it. Anyway, we get to this town, and right outside the bar is this woman.She makes a beeline for me and says"Oh, you're funny...I'm hanging out with you." So were sitting there, the three of us...in a booth. My friend across from me in one seat, me in the other...this girl pulls up a chair and proceeds to put her leg behind my head on my seat, and the other on on the edge of the booth...so if I wanted to, I'd be looking into her vagina. No problem...she just wants to be comfortable, I think.So we're drinking and laughing and joking...this girl starts telling me how pretty I am and if she was a guy she'd fuck me.I think, its very nice of her to compliment me. "Well...thanks!" As the night progresses, shes kinda scooting closer and closer....fine, some people are close drinkers.She reaches down and scratches her box."My Pood itches,"she says, staring at me. "gee, why don't you scratch it right in front of us,"I laugh. She leans in. "Youre lucky I don't scratch yours." Me, oblivious...and yet confused. I have no response for this but a weird nervous chuckle. She gets up and goes to the bathroom. My friend says, "Hey, she's hitting on you." Me, I'm like, "No way...she's just being funny." My friend:"No, ass, she's hitting on you!" So the girl comes back from the bathroom and says,"hey what do you wanna do now...do you guys want to go party at my house?" Well, long story short, after many excuses we get out of there and go home.
here these clips might ease your pain. props to whoever said it puts the lotion on the skin.
You slap women's asses to get their numbers?
