She came up to me and introduced herself. I was like shocked, she was a hot-looking simplee-type babes. Now I had introduced myself as a 22-year-old, I upped that to 27, and told her a whole bunch of lies, unintentionally all along the way. She sat on my vehicle and we drove off in search of a room! I tell you what’s wrong (or in my case right) with today’s generation, so quick? By now my legs were shaking in panic and knees turning into gelly with her soft side profile of her ass gently diving into my generous rear wasn’t making me concentrate on the job at hand i.e. find a room.  I was having trouble in locating “the hotel” I told her I knew where to go but I was really driving in circles, and suddenly two posh hotels appeared in front of me.  I parked my vehicle and she stood there, and I went to enquire. Opportunity number 1, she could have run away or may be I am not so bad-looking as I make myself to be. The hotel rates were worth a nice pair of jogging shoes. I forgot all about bargaining, not that I am good at it, went out and jogged 200m to the, ahem, medical store and got a pack of you know what.  Then came jogging back, a bit sweaty with the hot weather.

Paid up the manager guy in went out and got her in. We set off into the room, sad to say I was more nervous than she was…..I take time to open up to strangers, ya see. She played around with my phone on the pretext to see XXX clips on my mobile, while I filled out a false name in the hotel records. I locked the door and we began. She wanted me to talk about sex, over the phone it okay, but face to face, pulp. I couldn’t believe this was possible in this day and age, felt like I had hit the jackpot. What transpired then was that she was totally in control. We had quite a lot of experimentation. She was horny as hell, but no we didn’t go all the way despite my best efforts at convincing her. It was all over in an hour, she promised to meet next week. We split up and I was still in a trance, met up with friends. It was then when I checked my phone I realized, she had deleted her number from my mobile, darn. I blew it, got drunk to make it up. So I still hold the V@T title but came pretty close, but all in all it was a good experience but yeah I should have pushed it all the way, but what the heck, it has done wonders to my self-image. Came out clean, with a nice memory and a lot wiser perhaps, am still learning when it comes to women what makes them tick, for me they are still from Venus, and perhaps forever will be, blame it on my lack of social interaction.

End this blog with some contemplative Green day lyrics.

All I have now is a memory to date

A cheap hat and cigarettes, and a peculiar name

I didn't know, I didn't know, before she went away

I know now, I know now, and it's too damn late.