The one(s) that got away

[mickill]

I'll just start by saying that I'm happily married, love my kids etc, and I wouldn't want to ever go back and change anything.

Nothing.

BUT, I do wonder about a couple of "what ifs", specifically of the female persuasion; girls that I liked or ones that may have liked me, that I never gave a try (I mean "try" in the polite and mature way, not as in "test-drove" or anything vulgar).

I got into my first "serious" relationship when I was about 15. I had liked the same girl for about two years. Her name was Xulie*. However, seeing as I was kind of quiet and somewhat friendless for those first two years at what had been a new Jr high school, in a new town, for me, I never really acted on any of those pubescent impulses. In the 10th grade, however, things suddenly changed. I was friends with a lot of the "popular kids" (cringe), I had become a lot less awkward, and for some reason, everyone was under the impression that I was a really good dancer (I don't know how that happened, because I really hadn't gone to any school dances yet. In any case, I never denied or confirmed those allegations).

Anyway, by this time I had sort of abandoned my previous two year crush, which was never really an exclusive crush anyhow (there were others, naturally). And that's when I met, what at that time seemed to be, the absolute girl of my dreams, Zoanne*. She was new to our school, and I had the good fortune of sitting next to her in English class. Over time, we started getting chummy in class. Then one day she started playing "footsie" with me. Which evolved into all out tickling and whatnot. Which further evolved into her drawing hearts on my homework assignments just before I would go to hand them in to the teacher. It seems fairly obvious in retrospect, but, being that I was very dense at the time, I just didn't understand subtle hints from girls whatsoever. Eventually, a friend of hers told me that Zoanne* had a "crush" on me. Cue regrettable male adolescent giddiness.

Up until this point, any interactions I had had with the opposite sex were for the most part either very fleeting, short-lived, of the distant relative variety, or non-existent. I had never found myself in a position where I was given the green light to, I dunno, "make my move". So I started strategizing...

Now, this is where it got really Molly Ringwald-in-a-John Hughes-movie on me. That same day, I'm sitting in Science class. And I overhear this conversation at the other end of my lab table. Xulie* was listening to her friend go on about a boy she liked, and when she was done, she asked Xulie* if she was still interested in whoever it was she was interested in at the time (because hornball teenagers are always interested in somebody), and she said "no". This is when my ears pricked up. But I continued to scribble in my binder as if I hadn't just started eavesdropping. Then her friend asked if she liked someone else. And she said "yeah". It started getting really warm. I tried hard to look busy. She asked who it was. And it was if I had willed it to happen or something, but Xulie* slowly, inconspicuously motioned in my direction with her pen. Seeing as I was the only one sitting where I was sitting, I was fairly certain that she had meant me. Suddenly it occurred to me that maybe this was probably why she'd started recently saying hi to me (by name) whenever I'd pass her in the hallways, after saying next to nothing to me for nearly two years. I had finally been noticed, it seemed.

And so, as it is common in teenage folklore, things had taken a turn for the highly unlikely, very coincidental, and eye-roll-inducing. And after not getting any action for ten whole school years, I was suddenly thrust into a triangle of passion, of sorts, with what I had considered to be the two most desirable females in the entire world/school.

Typical teen drama ensues.

I believe that there are only a few pivotal moments in our lives that truly dictate where our paths will lead for a considerable length of time thereafter, especially when we are forced to have to choose our course. I mean, I'm sure that if I decide to go with toast instead of cereal one morning, it too will ultimately alter my future in some ambiguous, minuscule way. But I'll never actually revisit that moment and think, 'why did I do that?' (unless it irrefutably leads to me actually going to the grocery store specifically to buy one or the other, and I get hit by a bus on the way and lose the use of my legs forever, or some other unequivocally-linked scenario of that sort).

Anyway, to make a long story less long, I spent the rest of that day being persuaded by separate factions to "choose" between the two of them. As though I were selecting produce. I spent all of maybe two hours wondering if I should opt for the girl I had been smitten with for an entire two years, or the one who had only recently come into the picture, but was, nevertheless, equally enticing. And so I chose. And I ended up being in a relationship with her for three years. And I was not happy with her for more than maybe one year.

Even though that was really just the entry point to the countless tales of my wild and zany romantic conquests, I often think of her as the proverbial one that slipped through my fingers. Which is ludicrous. Because, in all likelihood, it would also have ended in strife, and similarly decaying affection for one another. And that's IF there were even a second date. But in seeing one ideal transform into a mere hindrance/crazy bitch, the other just seemed to grow more and more perfect everyday. From a distance, of course. I never really talked to her much after that, save for the obligatory hellos at school. But I still think back to that time. And I really do wonder (wait for it)........what if...

Anybody else ever experience something similar?


* Not her real name

[mickill]

Whoa, I really didn't mean to write an entire chapter from War And Peace there. Honestly.

[Freebasser]

Anybody else ever experience something similar?

Once I chose regular weetabix over the chocolate variety. I couldn't sleep for a week, it tore me up inside so much.

I share your pain (y)

[mickill]

Well, yeah, I guess that's sort of what I was getting at.

[yeahwho]

Xulie* is my sisters name you son of a bitch.

[cosmo105]

In my dating experience I've been lucky enough to have dated around and taken chances on people. It led to a lot of heartache and being dumped repeatedly in high school, but eventually I got into long-term relationships and with one exception of a brief year of adult "dating" I have been in them pretty consistently. There are two people I dated in that brief period that I sometimes wonder what would have been if things were different. Upon reflection, and of course the happiness I have experienced with my current mate, I'm quite sure (as you were, mickill) that they would have eventually crashed and burned, but at the moment they were on fire.

The first was Peace Corps Boy. Yeah, he was going into the Peace Corps. Shitty time to meet someone. He came into my store to talk to the sign artist (whom I assisted) about doing some work with the local farmers' market (for which he volunteered, swoon) and he and I chatted it up in the aisle for a good while (rhymes!) and eventually exchanged information under the guise of organizing something for my school's nutrition department to do at said market. A day or two later, he contacted me via facebook and asked to meet for coffee. (Side note: this was one week of my life where after months of nothing, and keep in mind that getting hit on or asked out by strangers is a rarity and downright strange for me, FOUR different strangers asked me out in the same week. Three were customers. Never happened to me before or since.) We gushed through the details of the business, and were obviously hitting it off and had a lot in common, so walked down the street and had dinner. The night ended up being a blast, and we kissed, and made plans to hang out the next night.

The next night he came over and we watched a movie, and here's where I learned the lesson of not letting things move too fast if you're not sure about them. Ah well, I thought, he's interested, so it's fine. Not so...days turned into a week of not calling, and over the next month he flip-flopped being hot and cold, SUPER into me one day and then not calling the next five. I was pretty damned bummed. Finally he came over and laid it on the line that he really liked me, but was scared to start a blah blah because of the fact that he was leaving the country for two years in three months. But...liked me so much that he was willing to give it a try. I squealed. He squealed. I thought, hot damn, this'll be something! We hung out a couple more times before his calls stopped again, finally ending with him coming over and at least telling me in person that he just couldn't fathom getting more involved when he was about to leave. So at least he was honest and upfront. It sucked to hear, because he was the first person I had really liked in a long time, but eventually when he started getting desperate for last-minute action before leaving it was nice to be able to say, no thanks, I'm good.

He's still out of the country, and we've remained cordial facebook friends. It's nice knowing that things worked out for the better, but I'm right there with you wondering how life would have been different if he hadn't gone.

The second was someone with whom I actually got pretty deeply involved. He was a younger guy from far away that was prolific and hilarious on another board I frequented. Yeah, yeah, internet, and believe me when I say I thought I was beyond done with all of that. But we connected immediately, deeply, and it was torrid as shit. He was in a relationship with a really clingy, neurotic girl even younger than him, and it was clearly unhealthy. We talked nonstop for about a week, and then he ended it with her and all systems were go. We video chatted and talked and texted and mailed gifts and he bought a ticket to come out here for an entire week. I took the time off work, and it was going to be this amazing honeymoonish trip. This was the first time I had actually come close to falling in the l-word in a year. He and I were really serious - making plans for when we finished school and everything. All this in under a month. But...he was 21, and I knew in my heart of hearts it probably wasn't going to work out. So I really wasn't surprised when a freak snowstorm made him stuck in his car with his ex for hours and that made him question whether he really wanted to break up with her. They decided to get back together - something I found out on myspace on new year's day - and that was it. He apologized profusely to me, as we were both pretty emotionally beaten up by it. I took a day of mental health to think it over and get it out of my system - 2008 was a very difficult year for me, probably the worst - and let it go.

(Before I go on, I'll say that eventually he and I started chatting again and became very good friends. We talk all the time and even hung out, with our significant others [although he never told his about what almost happened with me, ha] when the bf and I were in his neck of the woods this year. Anyway.)

So here I was with all this time off work and nothing planned since he wasn't coming out. I was a little mopey and sad but resolved to do something fun. Good old Barb resolved to kidnap me on the day he was supposed to fly out, and we had a day of adventuring around town that culminated in roller skating with some friends including one tall, skinny blue-eyed diabetic that by the end of the night asked me to dinner. We now consider that day our anniversary - our second one is next month.

So who knows. If that boy's ex hadn't stuck around like crazy for a month hoping and wishing he'd come back to her, or if that snowstorm hadn't occurred, or who knows what, maybe things would be vastly different. Hell, my boyfriend was days away from moving out of the state just months before we met and stayed at the last minute due to being offered a promotion. So many things that could have been different, and I wouldn't change a thing either.


/novel.

[monkey]

in regards to the few people that i feel have "gotten away", it seems that it was the right thing for everyone involved. i learned a lot from those people.

what i really want to know is who feels that i'm the one who got away. i can only really think of one or two who have expressed that to me at some point. the ego appreciates it. :p

[Echewta]

I'm the guy that usually others wonder about.

[mickill]

^I've dealt with a couple of stalker types that just didn't know when to throw in the towel already, and have had a couple of ugly break ups that took two or more attempts in order for them to stick, but unlike you two heartbreakers, I don't think that I'm the subject of anybody's lament.

cosmo, I think you're lucky to have had most of the decision-making (and weather) in either story more or less out of your hands. At least you're somewhat absolved of any regret associated with the final outcome.

[mickill]

Xulie* is my sisters name you son of a bitch.

Come to think of it, her name had two asterisks in it. Prolly a different girl.

[Dorothy Wood]

first of all, the stories in here are so good, I love this kinda junk.

in regards to the few people that i feel have "gotten away", it seems that it was the right thing for everyone involved. i learned a lot from those people.

what i really want to know is who feels that i'm the one who got away. i can only really think of one or two who have expressed that to me at some point. the ego appreciates it. :p

this is pretty much how I feel. and I think before my current dude, I dated people for the idea of what it could be. not what it was. I really wanted some of the guys to share in some fantasy of an amazing future, but honestly they weren't looking for a future with me, they were just taking it day by day...and I just put up with it. and in some cases the roles were reversed and I found myself disappointing people.

there's one dude i really liked that I never got to date, he was (and still is) in a relationship when we realized we liked eachother. god, what a depressing situation for everyone involved! there is still something between us, but I think that it's possible to have an intense chemistry with a person, but not choose them as a romantic partner.
plus, he's a turd for almost cheating. and for jerking me around.

anyway, my boyfriend dude is the one I was looking for the whole time. he is the cutest man that ever lived!

we have our problems and most people would think we were losers, but we're having a pretty good time. :p I suppose if I somehow ruin things, he'll be the one who got away.

[ms.peachy]

I can't really think of any 'ones that got away'. I'm not sure if that's just because it was so freakin' long ago and I'm so freakin' old that I just can't remember, or if it's more that I can only think of the ones I never should have gotten involved with in the first place.

[Adam]

I have similar stories but not as exciting.

The one I think about is the one from this board. I went out to visit her in 2001 and last year (but that wasn't just for her) we've always been friends but lost contact for about 4 years between that as life got in the way.

It's funny how you can feel more of a connection from someone via the web than you do in real life. Anyway, if I'm still single and if she becomes single, I'm probably gonna make myself known as an interested party. She knows this to, so many times we've talked about running away together but we're adults now. I don't see her as "got away" yet but she is definitely getting further into the distance for me. But I'm dating others, I just haven't found that similar connection yet.

A couple also when I was a teen but everything is always over dramatic when you're a teenager.

[nodanaonlyzuul]

I think there's only one I truly wondered "what if" that I let go of maybe a month or so after meeting my current man.

The guy was tall, dark, and handsome, had a rebel alliance tattoo, street fighter II arcade game in his apartment, had Star Wars bed sheets that I envied, we went to shows, we would hang out and watch Total Recall, play Gears of War, and banged a lot. I met his parents, brother (and brother's family), his best friends, and he met all of mine. Everything was awesome. But after a while he backed off and said he realized he's not ready for something serious.

I think he had a pretty damned good thing going on with me. I mean, I'm like a good buddy but with tits to grab and a vagina to stick your dick in. I'm also not terribly demanding and I appreciate silence in a woman including myself, but whatever. :) Looking back I realized that he just wasn't interested in being responsible. And I don't mean the Star Wars and video games stuff, I mean that he didn't and never wanted responsibility whatsoever and he knew that being in relationship meant having at least some of that. He's set on staying a bachelor. Which is good because good luck trying to find another woman that actually enjoys the fact that you have Star Wars bed sheets. Ha.

And then I met my man of course years later. He definitely isn't as much of a nerd as this other guy in my past, but he comes very close and has a million other qualities that far surpasses any man I have ever met. I never wondered "what if" about others once we got together. (y) In fact, I'm really glad I dodged those bullets.

I've been the "one that got away" for a few I've been told. *shrug (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fy8shDCn__8)*

[cosmo105]

It's weird and awkward when someone tells me I'm the one that got away. I've gotten that from a few exes, years and years later. It's like, what good does that do me now? One of them was even from when we were FIFTEEN. He apologized for "the way things worked out." Dude, you and I just held hands for two months. Clearly I've dealt with it just fine.

I don't know, I guess it's just a way of them getting closure or whatever. It's just uncomfortable and selfish when you're in a serious relationship with someone else and someone tells you that. Let sleeping bitches lie, bro.

[yeahwho]

I think it's healthy to have a "one that got away" situation in your life or perhaps even better to have "many that got away" stories. My sister has had the same boyfriend since high school and is now 24. They're co-dependent up the ass with endless texts, phone calls and emails to each other. They have at least 20 poses of them as a couple up and are always sending out new pictures of "it's us".

Having the exact same girlfriend/boyfriend from age 15 into adulthood is bizarre to me. Not that i even had a girlfriend when I was 15, I was busy running, stealing, partying and being a hustler. (ok, maybe I was a wee bit awkward as a teen)

All of my family say the same thing, they really like my sisters boyfriend but he is wrong for my sister. The two of them are in a comfort zone and never challenge themselves to move beyond each others limitations.

So yeah, I think I've had more relationships I could classify as "get away" rather than "one that got away".

[M|X|Y]

Great stories ^^^ Its weird but I actually enjoy reading stories like this too



It's a different kind of story, but mickill's reminds me of one:

I was a really awkward 13 year old. Like REALLY awkward. There was this beautiful girl I always had a crush on. She was literally THE most beautiful thing I'd ever seen... I still to this day think about what if. Its so ridiculously irrational, but I'll tell:

She was a year older than me and kind of popular, I think mostly because she was so pretty - but she never seemed to hang with jerks or the snooty pretty girls. I'd known her from grade school, and I don't know why, but sometimes we'd see each other in the hallways during classes, and I think she could tell I really liked her. I have to stress that I was a smart but REALLY awkward kid. The girls I liked never liked me back, I don't blame them. I was just really bad at girls.

The only times we ever spoke to each other were when no one else was around. I don't remember anything about what we talked about, we would mostly flirt in an unusually 'sophisticated' way for me at the time, she kind of brought it out of me. It was relegated to the hallway though, when everyone was in class, we'd always meet there. I think she was embarrassed to talk to me in front of everyone else..

When I was in the eighth grade and she was in high school, we were both in a play together. She was just so gorgeous, I would just eat her up in my mind, I havent felt that quite as strongly about a girl before or since - - I don't know why - - i know this is odd. She looked a LOT like a teenage mix between Julianne Moore, Pamela from Teen Wolf (lol) and maybe Alicia Silverstone from when she was in Clueless - wayyyy out of my league, just absolute perfection. This girl's dad was some kind of tv personality (which made her even more popular then) and her mom was my teacher for a couple of years. She was also really sweet to me in a lot of unspoken ways and she seemed sweet to everyone around when I'd see her in school. I just wanted to be near her.

My heart would melt whenever she was around, I wanted her so bad. But I kind of always just hung back about it, I was dorky and never saw myself as remotely close to having a shot with her - and rightly so... by then she was 'dating' older super cool dudes.

There was a night we got to play rehearsals early. Her girl friend was there and I think that's it. I was walking from one end of the back stage and she the other way. We smiled at each other as we approached. When we crossed paths in the middle, we both stopped, then she got really close to me. REALLY close.

It was strange... surreal... I didnt know what to do. She kind of wrapped herself around me and just SMELLED me, lol. Behind the ears, down the neck, arms and hands all over me, I was in heaven. Her skirt came up.

She kept whispering to me "Oh you smell sooooo good, soooo good" her breath in my ear and her body close to mine, my mind exploded with surprise and excitement. Then she stepped back with her skirt up and asked me "do you like my panties? they're cute aren't they?"... I think I just kind of nodded my head at her and didn't know what to say or do. She went back to my neck for another moment and at one point we heard people coming, we separated and kept walking like nothing had happened. That kind of thing had NEVER happened to me before. I can't really think of any time I've felt exactly that way since.

Later on that day, girl and her friend walked by me both going "Man, you're gonna be really hot when you get older... gimme a call when you're about 25 or so", which really stuck with me for a while there, well... still does I guess. Thinking back, that was a pretty weird/messed up thing to say I think.. it still puzzles me to think of what she was thinking. Its possible that she said that because she was with a friend. I never understood what that was really about, they toying with me? I don't know but those few moments and words from her stayed with me and gave me comfort for a really REALLY long time. Whenever I had bad situations with girls later, I would think of this, smile and be taken away.

A couple of years later, I was walking home from some where when a car pulled up. The window rolls down and its her. The beautiful girl and her beautiful shining eyes smiling at me inviting me to get in. It was summer and it was hot, she offered me a ride home so I 'wouldn't die' in the heat. By this time I had grown a bit, I was a little less awkward, I was starting to play in bands, starting to figure myself out. But I was seeing a girl. My heart wanted to tear out of my chest with yearning, I wanted her so bad - but I just froze up. It was a very short drive and she knew where I lived... I was soon getting out of the car, smiling at her, thanking her, wanting her badly. Shut the door, good bye.

I realize just how silly it is, I still think about her quite a bit. My much younger sister became friendly with with hers in high school (and went to her wedding), I saw her mom (who absolutely adores me) at a funeral last year... she said she almost jumped out of her seat and called my name when she saw me walk in, I still see her dad on TV. I still wondered about her sometimes.

The part I've left out is that I've found out she is now married, married one of the older to the supercool dudes she was dating back in the play days. I saw her on FB and she has changed. She doesn't look quite as cute as she used to but I still remember how I felt for her.. I think she might be pregnant. She looks a little unhappy, but that's probably (definately) just me. Its weird because the guy she married was also the ex boyfriend of a later more real love interest I had that lasted for years through out high school. Its like he got both of em. I am sure her life is great and it makes me happy to know that she got to end up with someone from back in those days, it makes me happy to see her living a great life - but a teeny tiny part of me still wishes it could've been.

She obviously doesn't ever think of me and I don't know why it hurts me a little to think about it - - we never had anything! I've had a lot of girlfriends and things since, I really have absolutely no reason to think about her but this is what I think of when I read stories like these. Ooh writing this out gave me a liiiiittle lump in my throat remembering what it was like to feel so hopeless, I'm weird(y)

[Dorothy Wood]

oh man!

well, it seems like that girl was toying with you some. she was practicing her feminine wiles on you because she found you non-threatening. she probably also found you attractive, but was afraid of what people would think.

you guys probably did have a connection, but the fact that she didn't respect you very much would hamper the success of a longer term actual relationship.

the excitement of the unknown, mixed with teenage hormones, can probably never be matched. but i think rather than be depressed that it can never be recreated; appreciate and remember it fondly, but don't compare other women in the present to her.

seems like you're maybe already doing that though?

[M|X|Y]

Yeah, she was toying with me, i know - and you're right.. I absolutely don't compare women now to her and I remember it fondly for what it was, a kid's fantasy I guess

I'm a very different person than i was then. the thing that i wonder about is the 'what if'... i wasn't such a dork and had actually stepped it up. do then with what i know now, etc etc. she might not;ve done that then since i wouldnt be as non-threatening?

I guess she didn't respect me though.. the answer is probably: nothing :(

[cosmo105]

I think it's healthy to have a "one that got away" situation in your life or perhaps even better to have "many that got away" stories. My sister has had the same boyfriend since high school and is now 24. They're co-dependent up the ass with endless texts, phone calls and emails to each other. They have at least 20 poses of them as a couple up and are always sending out new pictures of "it's us".

Having the exact same girlfriend/boyfriend from age 15 into adulthood is bizarre to me. Not that i even had a girlfriend when I was 15, I was busy running, stealing, partying and being a hustler. (ok, maybe I was a wee bit awkward as a teen)

All of my family say the same thing, they really like my sisters boyfriend but he is wrong for my sister. The two of them are in a comfort zone and never challenge themselves to move beyond each others limitations.

So yeah, I think I've had more relationships I could classify as "get away" rather than "one that got away".

I totally agree. Dating around as you're growing up is so healthy and necessary. My bf's little brother has been with the same girl since high school, and is just finishing college...and there is simply no future in it. I don't think he's had any girlfriends before her, and he's SUCH a cute and sweet young guy, girls should be tearing down his door. And she's not a bad gal by any means, but he's pretty whipped. I remember what it was like being about that age and trapped with someone just because you're comfortable, and so does my bf, and every time we see him we bug him a little bit about maybe growing a pair and cutting her loose.

[hpdrifter]

I don't really have one. I've never had a close call with someone I felt a connection with that I thought could have been something but never was. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

[yeahwho]

Not to go on about "co-dependency issues" vs."one(s) that got away" but what cosmo105 says is right on target, my sister is a red hot, a total fox and everyone I work with asks about her constantly, the guys I work with make great money and want to date her. My sister was in school to become an x ray technician but quit, went back into retail so she can stay at the same level as her boyfriend, who dropped out of high school and is pretty much a template for mundane/broke/loser.

It's the biggest issue I've had in my family (and we have our share). I made her boyfriend leave my house last Easter because he drove over in his goofy chopped 95 civic w/o a license/no insurance/court issues from racing. Everybody else in my family just accepts his half measures and lame excuses. I think because I've spent a few years in AA I just came right out and told him, NO and fuck NO! You don't come to my place all half assed and illegal. If you drive my sister, you do it legal or not at all. My mom and sister got sort of shook up while I bitched him out but that's OK, I told them you can take any side you want. She followed his sorry ass home then came back with him in my moms car.

It's a stupid story, but in the long run I gained respect from everyone including my sister and BF. That was the end of him flaunting his illegal driving around my family. My sister always drives to all of my relatives places.

I just wanted to let him know some things aren't acceptable in my life when it comes to how I perceive their relationship. Plus I also feel people in general try too hard to be too cool at the cost of actually compromising those around them. And that isn't cool, it's stupid.

It's so pathetic, all these great guys asking about her all the time.

[paul jones]

oh man where do I start?

Janet Jackson,Madonna,Cher,Britney,Whitney,Kate Moss,Oprah,Judge Judy,Anna Kornikova,Rhianna,J-LO,Beyonce,Lady Gaga,Debbie Gibson....

they just could not take my massive penis.....fucking crybabys

[Adam]

M|X|Y, I would of creamed my boxers with that girl, nearly did just reading that.

On co-dependency; My little sister married with (what I assume is) her first boyfriend. He is cool (although now hates me) but she is so under the thumb with him and just isn't experiencing married life as it should be. When I fell out with my brother in law my sister told me "to hate him is to hate me" - I don't hate either of them. 30 years of being a brother is lost because they merged into one person. Grrr :mad:

There is one girl that I met via a dating site years ago, we get on so well but I've never made the move and I dunno why. We don't live in the same city and see each other once or twice a year when we happen to be in the same place. There is something there but neither of us react. I see some of her in me, sometimes a little awkward in our skin, a little shy. She isn't conventionally hot, but I find her so beautiful, I actually text her yesterday for the first time in about 5 months and when we do contact each other I just wanna say "I'm totally crushing on, marry me". Except that'd be dramatic and weird :o

Actually, thinking about it - while I'm pretty much single atm, almost every girl is "one that got away".

[Maisailana]

can't think of any off the top of my head, but i'm sure i didn't exactly snag every single catch-worthy catch i've come across.

be that as it may, i found the vast majority of these stories quite inspiring. well, seeing as i'm not committed to anyone, anyhow. i think i'll dig up the old yearbook and see if missed any i opportunities i should perhaps revisit. ;)

[mickill]

She kept whispering to me "Oh you smell sooooo good, soooo good" her breath in my ear and her body close to mine, my mind exploded with surprise and excitement. Then she stepped back with her skirt up and asked me "do you like my panties? they're cute aren't they?"... I think I just kind of nodded my head at her and didn't know what to say or do.

It's like your life was directed by Larry Clark.

[abbott]

i always think about the times I could have gotten laid ... but did not

Seems I am a little slow and did not understand how the whole getting laid thing worked until I was well into high school, and I often think back on multiple times where I had the open shot and had no idea what was going on. I did not figure it out until this girl took me on a camping trip and showed me the way when I was in the 10th grade... she was a senior and she really took advantage of me

[DIGI]

There is no Dana, only Xulie.

[kll]

Most of the ones I've ever wondered about, I've been able to peek in on facebook. Just seeing how poorly they've aged satisfies anything in the wonder department.