How I found myself at a motorcycle bar is beyond me. Its eerie the things you find in the higher numbered streets of SoMa. But there I was with some friends from work for the launch party of a new magazine. The crowd was fairly normal and I was ready to have some fun. As I walk up to the bar, my friend introduces me to a guy already at the bar...his friend from Ohio. Not bad.
Pros:
pretty blue eyes
great smile
Cons:
short'ish
smoker
Here's the catch, Blind-Date-Bootie (BDB) happened to come meet me there that night.
After dancing some on the dancefloor and downing a few bottles of beer, I saunter back to the bar only to have my friend whisper in my ear that his buddy thinks I'm pretty. Something about finding out that a guy thinks you're "pretty" that makes a girl weak in the knees. I sit down and start talking to him. He asks me right away what "the deal is" with the BDB. I say we're just friends and start doing my best semi-drunk flirting. By the end of the night, we're leaning into each other and holding hands, even. I leave BDB behind, and the rest of us take off.
My friends say they're going in one direction, Friend of a Friend going the other. I need to make a choice...and its clear...I'm going with Friend of a Friend. We hold hands and walk several blocks towards his home. At each corner, he pulls me in and kisses me. He's an amazing, sweet kisser. He holds me and keeps me warm. He draws me close to him when we walk past people that might be unsafe. I'm smitten.
We get to his place and immediately the clothes come off. I'm feeling this guy. But as he gets on top of me, and after just a few thrusts, he gets up. Thinking he wants to change positions, I try to oblige...only to realize, ummm...he's done. Just like that. Quick-draw-mcgraw. Wow.
Ok...maybe he'll reload quickly and we can go for round 2. But when he's ready, same thing. In and done. We fall asleep for a bit, wake up, and try round 3. In and done.
He invites me to stay the night, but by this time, I'm thinking its best I call a taxi and bounce.
Walk of shame down to the street corner...late night taxi back home...only to realize that I left my panties at his place...great...
