It seems as though everyone around me is out having fun on the weekends, while I stay in my room playing video games and hoping that one day I may be with the girl I love. “Oh come on, there has to be a reason you said that. I was steadily becoming more confident and less nervous, so I moved my hands toward her pants and moved them down until they were at her knees. Not too big, but slightly puffy. Fortunately that changed the next day. No kidding. Sure she was a sound sleeper, but there has got to be a limit. We never talk about shit like this.” After pausing a bit, seemingly reluctant to say anything, she mentions “Well it is just that…well…er…just forget it lets talk about something else.” I accepted that she was not feeling correctly about something and dropped the conversation for another day. “Well, I am just not ready to be with a guy yet.” This was devastating. I love you.” I went to bed and the night was through.
