When I joined the site, my friends warned me about guys are on POF for one thing - that is to F*&^. Now, I joined this site to date and take the steps I need to have a healthy relationship. Fucking around was not on my radar.
And then there was a message. From a boy (isnt it always a boy). He messaged me to see if I want to have sex. I responded, politely, that it was not I was looking for. I few days later, he messaged me again and for some reason I exchanged numbers with, let's call him, Will.
In those past few days, I wondered to myself "Sophia, could you engage in an intimate encounter? Could you appreciate the experience without all the fuss?" And so I pondered. I had not decided not, but I wondered.
Late friday night, when I was walking home from a friends house, Will messaged me. He wanted to know if we could get together. At 1:30am, the trivial side of me came out - why not? I am 25, I missed my reckless youth, so might as well embrace my reckless twenties.
When I got home, had 2 shots of vodka, and called a cab over. I stood across the street - making it look like I was waiting for something. Then Will came down. And I decided to go for it. We chit chat for a few minutes, but its not long until we proceed with the business at hand.
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Twenty minutes later, encounter #2 is over. Two condoms and 3-4 orgams (or, when talking about this in public, oreo cookies) later encounter #2 was complete. As I was walking home, I was absolutely content with myself - a smug smile spread across my face.
I don't intend to make this type of experience a habit, but I do understand how casual relationships can exist. If you understand that it is just sexual, than you can just enjoy yourself. No games, no muss, no fuss. Well I am looking for something more, this, well, this was an intriguing encounter.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Date #1
Date: March 18, 2010
So, for the first few days on pof I was on there 24/7. Reading and messaging and eagerly waiting for a respone.
After several attempts at correspondence (and being cancelled on) my first date was with Shawn.
Details:
-electrician, 29 years old,
from his profile:
I like food, both cooking and eating and of course a social night of entertaining over drinks and good food, I would take sushi over Chinese, I would take Greek over Italian, Thai over Indian. My friends tell me I am a good cook and I would agree that I tend to get a little involved when preparing and presenting to friends.
I love my job, but more my time away from my job, I love people, cultures and society and all of the social dynamics and differences that we encounter but somehow make it all work out fine.
So first date was at the Diamond. It was fun. Good conversation, great drinks, great food, and a great bartender (Chris, you rock!). There were sparks and he kissed at the restaurant/lounge (twice).
At the end of the date, I was excited but still had some reservations. But interested to try again.
So, for the first few days on pof I was on there 24/7. Reading and messaging and eagerly waiting for a respone.
After several attempts at correspondence (and being cancelled on) my first date was with Shawn.
Details:
-electrician, 29 years old,
from his profile:
I like food, both cooking and eating and of course a social night of entertaining over drinks and good food, I would take sushi over Chinese, I would take Greek over Italian, Thai over Indian. My friends tell me I am a good cook and I would agree that I tend to get a little involved when preparing and presenting to friends.
I love my job, but more my time away from my job, I love people, cultures and society and all of the social dynamics and differences that we encounter but somehow make it all work out fine.
So first date was at the Diamond. It was fun. Good conversation, great drinks, great food, and a great bartender (Chris, you rock!). There were sparks and he kissed at the restaurant/lounge (twice).
At the end of the date, I was excited but still had some reservations. But interested to try again.
A prelude
It is a sunday afternoon and I am sitting at home watching the last half of "The Holiday" with Kate Winslet and Cameron Diaz. I am trying to sift through this recent bad date with a white wine spritzer. Ah, week two on pof (plenty of fish) and I had my first bad date. Lovely!
So how did a 25 year old wanna-be accountant get on pof? Well, let me tell you a story.
Growing up, I was not allowed to date until I was 16. And then, when I was allowed I just did not seem interested. I did not come from a family that strongly promoted dating, so I did not get into dating until my late teens.
So let's fast forward a few years. I am 25 years old, it has been 2 years since I had sex and years since I had a real relationship. And at this point, dating and relationships seems like a weird, foreign activity that other people do. And then, there was Rodney (note: all names have been changed, for the sake of my encounters).
Meet in January through friends of friends. Meet again in March. And I felt so entranced by him. Usually I pick apart guys, mentally, in 5 mins, but this guy....this guy got under my skin. This guys smile was like electricity...it got me tingling. And the kissing chemistry was, amazing. I could kisses were sweet, supple, and seducing. We made out, he left in the early morning.
I was bold, and drunk, and told him I really liked him and that he should ask me out. And then the crazy sunk in. I thought about him all the time, stayed at my cell phone at work, jumping every time it vibrated. But nothing. This guy tripped me up and never asked me out. But, in the end, I was energized into dating. He did not pan out, but I was ready to try and try again. And so my dating adventure on pof began on March 14, 2010.
So how did a 25 year old wanna-be accountant get on pof? Well, let me tell you a story.
Growing up, I was not allowed to date until I was 16. And then, when I was allowed I just did not seem interested. I did not come from a family that strongly promoted dating, so I did not get into dating until my late teens.
So let's fast forward a few years. I am 25 years old, it has been 2 years since I had sex and years since I had a real relationship. And at this point, dating and relationships seems like a weird, foreign activity that other people do. And then, there was Rodney (note: all names have been changed, for the sake of my encounters).
Meet in January through friends of friends. Meet again in March. And I felt so entranced by him. Usually I pick apart guys, mentally, in 5 mins, but this guy....this guy got under my skin. This guys smile was like electricity...it got me tingling. And the kissing chemistry was, amazing. I could kisses were sweet, supple, and seducing. We made out, he left in the early morning.
I was bold, and drunk, and told him I really liked him and that he should ask me out. And then the crazy sunk in. I thought about him all the time, stayed at my cell phone at work, jumping every time it vibrated. But nothing. This guy tripped me up and never asked me out. But, in the end, I was energized into dating. He did not pan out, but I was ready to try and try again. And so my dating adventure on pof began on March 14, 2010.
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