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Hi I m Poonam from Mumbai. I came to Mumbai after my marriage with Anupam 3 years ago.
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I was on vacation in one of my favorite cities. It was lust at first sight. Ten minutes before close, in walks Ryan with two slices of pepperoni just for me. Following we went for drinks and he introduced me to some of his friends. I went to close my tab. This summer a boy walked into the bar and subsequently straight into my heart.
They make you blush and smile. So, we went out. Everyone knows this guy, the one who picks up girls in bars and it goes so far as occasionally getting it in.
A drunken encounter. It was a chance meeting.
I turn around and he was gone. In order to slap someone one has to be provoked, offended, or upset enough to pull back their hand and unleash. We went on with our day, cue two days later I see him in a bar expecting to be greeted with a kiss on the cheek rather he looked straight through me.
It was one of those moments when you just know how attracted you are to someone and you have no idea why. He left, he had to have left the bar!
I kissed him goodbye and he took the metro to work. Everything in that moment moved so slow I had forgotten I was even around other people i. This is the one I tell everyone when I want to say I had a chance encounter that changed me. My friends told me to close my tab, but how was I to leave without even saying hello? My heart sank as he exited that door. You try to conceal the excitement on your face, but sometimes its hard. He then asked for my and we went our separate ways. So, here goes nothing. The girl who was still in college in the last months of figuring out her next step.
I did everything…right. This is the moment in life when I realized the unexpected is pleasant and good. It was still cusping spring, so sweaters and coats were needed. We took a cab back to my friends place in the morning. Everything just felt so right about it.
Fool me twice, shame on me. He went on to tell me just how much they liked me and how thrilled he was about that. As drunk and probably sloppy as we both were in our attempt at fucking, he laughed at how honest I was and we talked and fucked and talked some more.
We woke up and jumped in the shower. Fool me once, shame on you. I chose a sweater with a sad english bulldog.
I just knew I needed to talk to him, but how? He had everything going for him and I was just a confused entranced girl. He and I were a one night stand. I began to walk out the door…he walked in front of me. He took me home, we drunkenly attempted to have sex for the first time.
I thought it was right, but boy did it go wrong. I had just come out of a tough situation, I was really let down by a boy. They asked where to go, I outlined places and told them to come back later. I was just the girl in the dog sweater. Then it happened…we locked eyes, time and time again. We went into the corner of an upstairs in a bar to watch a band play, I could hardly hear him over the music. I, still in a dog sweater stood amongst women in heels and men suited. Keep reading. My friend, resident of the city urged us to go to happy hour.
My heart sank and this huge wave of disappointment rushed over me. I pretended to text as I walked around the bar to look for him. That kiss lead to us leaving hand in hand. He and his friends showed me a list of bars they were dropping into before he left for his prestigious internship.
I was nothing to him, he got what he wanted. Told me he loved how driven I am, He told me how attracted to me he was. I deserved better, so maybe I got too excited about this guy. There is an art to how you slap someone across the face. To him, I was worthless.
We went upstairs. I left the next day and I would never see him again. Ask me anything About Me. This is my favorite story about a boy. We laid in his bed talked about life until sunrise and he told me he wanted to spend every moment with me until he left.
I began to take in one, after another, after another…. Was he lying?
We spent night after night together. Was he scared? He just was the perfect fit. We just meshed. I vowed to never speak to a Ryan again, until of course the next beautiful one waltzed into my life. As he kissed my neck I thought this could happen again and again. I never did this. Still, six months later, not a word has been spoken.
Which I should be honest rarely happens. A fuck. So, I foolishly went with it.
A little about myself
What do you think my resolution was? I should have known better. One day, he just stopped texting and I never saw him again. It is never something that is just done casually. I was never the girl who hunted a guy down, but I knew this was my only chance.
He told me he never felt this way. I thought it could just be the fact that I was starring at him. He was the only one there. He introduced himself, Ryan, his name was Ryan. He pressed me against the wall, bent me over, and started fucking me from behind. How do I talk to the well dressed, good looking guy with the mega-watt smile?
The diary of an awkward gay boy
Probably the latter, but it felt so real in the moment. He told me he liked me. He took me to this really nice dinner. There was so much hype, he was in my life so much and then it was like he never existed.