Handjob Girl

One of the first girls that I "hung out" with, while using this new "method" of dating, was someone I lovingly will call "Handjob Girl". I asked her over for a nice home-cooked meal and movie on the couch for our first date. Simple enough....AND she's at my place. No need for the awkward "uh...wanna come in" crap. So anyway, we have dinner and watch a movie. Guys, listen up! When she's over to watch a movie, there is an unspoken green light that has occurred. She is probably really comfortable with you to be in your place, sitting right next to you in the late hours of the evening. This scenario will be touched on in a future post about men being men.

We're sitting there and I put my arm around her...without the pussy "I'll pretend to yawn" shit that losers do!!! We cuddle for about 10 minutes and then I move her head towards mine and plant one right on her. Now here is where she gets that wonderful nickname. After making out for a while, we head to my room and she gives me a great handjob. ON THE FIRST DATE! Not too bad. So, date number 2 seems promising, but guess what....another handjob. Date 3? Another handjob. Now don't get me wrong, handjobs are a beautiful thing and I love them, but when you get a handjob on the first date, that gives the impression that you'll be getting at least a blowjob on date 2. But hey, I'll be happy with the handjobs.

Now here is the weird part, when we both decided that it was fun, but not going anywhere (which I told her ON THE FIRST DATE that I am dating with no serious plans for a girlfriend), we got together one last time. Guess what happened. EVERYTHING EXCEPT A HANDJOB!!! WTF?! It was awesome, but why wait until I will never see you again to do it? Was it a last ditch effort to keep me around? Was it a parting gift? Well, it doesn't matter now.

Thus ends the tale of Handjob Girl.

Stay tuned!