Step Five >>> NEXT
Putting myself "out there" for those college guys was probably the best world I could have ever been in, at least at that time. It allowed for me to see the world in a different way than I had at home or in school, which I always thought was a fucking farce to begin with. After the last guy, my introduction so to speak, fucked up by being an asshole, which as I have already told you didn't really matter to me, I did some exploration. He was this very white suburban, upper middle class jock type that thought he was the proverbial, "shit." It almost made me feel good to suck the dick of his supposed best friend, just because.
I feel the need to put something in right here because some of you may be asking questions in your head, or to those you will admit reading this to. There are no names or quotes in this book for a reason. Nothing that happened will be attributed to anyone but me. Though all of this really happened in my life, no one has to pay, nor should he. I did everything because I wanted to, so they should not have to cringe each time this book is mentioned, unless they feel they had done things untoward, which they did not. This is nothing more than a very personal memoir. It is all about me and my escapades without shame or blame. I wanted everything that happened and would not change it. So....
Anyway, hanging around the college boys helped me see different things. They seemed to always be debating something or another, no matter how fucked up they may have been on this drug or that. It may have been the music, movies, sports, who knew what, but it was always something.Everyone had an opinion and he made it his own. He would argue his point, and what I found to be so refreshing was that everyone else allowed him to have that opinion without forcing someone to take on his ideals. I am not saying that each person agreed with the other, that was not the case. BUT each person actually allowed the other to have his own thoughts whether he agreed or not and the friendship never faltered. You may have had an incredibly conservative dude arguing with a liberal. While their ideals would never meet, they still respected each others' right to have that opinion. How incredibly unlike junior high.
By the end of that semester, I had hooked up with almost every guy my original dude had hung out with. There were two that seemed to be beyond my reach. In fact, whenever I would leave with one, the two of them would make some snide comment about how they should not be robbing the cradle especially with some bitch acting boy. Mind you, I NEVER acted like the flaming bitch you see in the movies, nor do most people. You all probably know people somewhat like me but they will never tell you because you will get an immediate attitude without cause. I'll get back to this a bit later, but for now, just let your mind wander.
I feel the need to put something in right here because some of you may be asking questions in your head, or to those you will admit reading this to. There are no names or quotes in this book for a reason. Nothing that happened will be attributed to anyone but me. Though all of this really happened in my life, no one has to pay, nor should he. I did everything because I wanted to, so they should not have to cringe each time this book is mentioned, unless they feel they had done things untoward, which they did not. This is nothing more than a very personal memoir. It is all about me and my escapades without shame or blame. I wanted everything that happened and would not change it. So....
Anyway, hanging around the college boys helped me see different things. They seemed to always be debating something or another, no matter how fucked up they may have been on this drug or that. It may have been the music, movies, sports, who knew what, but it was always something.Everyone had an opinion and he made it his own. He would argue his point, and what I found to be so refreshing was that everyone else allowed him to have that opinion without forcing someone to take on his ideals. I am not saying that each person agreed with the other, that was not the case. BUT each person actually allowed the other to have his own thoughts whether he agreed or not and the friendship never faltered. You may have had an incredibly conservative dude arguing with a liberal. While their ideals would never meet, they still respected each others' right to have that opinion. How incredibly unlike junior high.
By the end of that semester, I had hooked up with almost every guy my original dude had hung out with. There were two that seemed to be beyond my reach. In fact, whenever I would leave with one, the two of them would make some snide comment about how they should not be robbing the cradle especially with some bitch acting boy. Mind you, I NEVER acted like the flaming bitch you see in the movies, nor do most people. You all probably know people somewhat like me but they will never tell you because you will get an immediate attitude without cause. I'll get back to this a bit later, but for now, just let your mind wander.
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