My Summer Vacation (don't even bother, it's just more drama)

[hondarobot]

I'm posting this just to clear my head.

I took a bus from Minneapolis to Arizona last summer, rode 1500 miles into the heart of the desert. I can't imagine too many things stupider then that. The whole bus aspect was really bad, I wouldn't recommend it, but I have an irrational fear of flying in planes and I don't own a car, taking the train was complicated and involved too many stop overs and transfers. Sometimes a guy just has to bite the bullet.

I did this to meet a girl. I thought it was the only way I could get her to trust me. She was entrenched in the internet/porn scene and had some issues with trusting people, although even now she would probably never admit it.

I told her I was coming to see her two months in advance, and everything seemed great for the most part. A few days before I was set to take vacation she emailed me and told me not to come down. I think she was scared that I was some crazy stalker. I didn't fold, and left for my trip as scheduled.

When I arrived at the resort I was staying at, I had already given her my cell phone number and told her where I would be. I figured, even though she didn't contact me, she would show up to surprise me. She didn't. She didn't do anything. I had a good time hanging out at the bar blabbing with people, then emailed her and told her she was a bad person.

She emailed me the next morning, but she wouldn't meet me at the resort. She offered to pick me up and bring me to another location, but honestly at that point I was starting to wonder just what would happen if I let her do something like that. Where the hell was she intending to bring me? I took a cab and met her at the hook up point.

I got a beer and sat at a table waiting for her to arrive. She called eventually and asked if I was sitting with a bunch of bikers. Huh? I looked around and saw a bunch of bikers nearby, I think I made a joke that I was partying with them, and it turns out she was peeking in the window.

Then she walked in.

She was beautiful. I'm not just saying that, I've had countless "that's like a scene from a movie!" times in my life. I felt like Bogart meeting Lauren Bacall at that moment.

She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

We hugged, had fun, got some drinks, partied, had a good time. Then we got back to the resort.

She dove topless into a blue lit, sand lined pool. I can still clearly picture that moment, it was amazing, her body was a work of art, grace in motion. I wouldn't get in the pool with her because I have this issue with having drowned when I was a kid, it's long story.

We ended up back in my room, and she didn't go there just to get some sleep. Unfortunately it did end up getting strange. A guy in bed with his dream girl should be raging hard and desperate to fuck, but I just wanted to talk to her. I've been in bed with lots of beautiful girls, this was something different.

We did talk, we made out, we had a great time and I loved just being with her. This wasn't an "escort" situation or a porn scene or anything weird. Then we got some sleep, but woke up a few hours later..

This is the point in the story where things fucked up. I told her I was going to make her squirt. Not a fetish thing, just being honest. But then she went home.

It would have been nice if she had met me for breakfast the next morning, but she didn't.

The reason things got messed up are numerous, faults on my part as well as hers, and it wasn't on account of a "secret boyfriend". I do feel bad, but I had to tell the story at some point, and now it's been told. I considered her a true friend for almost two years, but she still won't talk to me.

And that's the truth.

If anyone has any comments on this thread, keep 'em to yourselves. This wasn't meant for anyone but her. I would have just emailed her, but she already knows the story and wouldn't respond to me anyways. And yeah, I know I need to get over the whole thing, that's why I posted this.

It's a virtual form of therapy at this point, and now I've talked to the doctor.

[chefmike]

LMAO...how touching. The other neurotic individual involved in this little drama has an equally funny tale to tell...and BTW, I'm sorry you never got that money shot you wanted...

Honda you leave me no choice.

Chuys: Denna drinks 3 margaritas
Misc strip club in Scottsdale: Denna drinks 2-3 malibu pineapples
Resort in Scottsdale: Denna drinks 1 or 2 more mixed drinks at the pool

I was kinda toasty. I went back to Honda's room not to fuck but to rest a bit before driving. I fell asleep actually and woke up with Honda licking all up and down my big shecock... He may have licked my bootie as well but I can't really remember. I never actually saw his penis or touched it etc... I didn't cum all over his face but I should have. So then since it was like 3AM or so, I left and drove home. The end. Using Clinton speak - Honda can say, "I did not have sex with that woman". There was no relationship. There was no dating. There was a blowjob without a happy ending. If I could say it was in a cheap hotel room it would be the whole cliche... But it wasn't cheap.

http://www.hungangels.com/board/view...hlight=#115327

[smoothy]

Honda, why the fuck do you continually bother to put yourself in the firing line when its pretty obvious that you are going to get flamed! You like it do you? Is it the only interaction with the world you can get? If you cant get normal or real world converation then you'll happily settle for making yourself look like a complete wanker every day? You post some crappy dysfunctional story, which in all honesty does actually make you look like a fucking stalker, no matter which way you dress it up?? I'm not suprised she didnt call you the next day. What I'm saying is............ LEAVE IT THE FUCK ALONE as you're making yourself look the forum prize idiot. You may well be a nice chap in reality but on here you are coming across on a level comparable to michael jackson's turd bleacher.

[BeardedOne]

...as you're making yourself look the forum prize idiot.

What's the prize? If it's something really nice, I might make a go at it.

Really, Honda, you might want to take a minute or ten before hitting the "Any" key on these posts. While I agree that it can be some sure-fire therapy (I've written volumes to offload similar baggage over the years) you might want to rethink the venue. This is especially so if, as I read it, you are posting these thoughts right in the eyeballs of the intended romantic interest. I did that once and got my virtual teeth kicked in (Do a search on the word "bloodbath" and you'll find some of my reflections on the experience). Maybe do up a virtual diary, at home, on your own space, from which you can share some less sugary highlights with us (That might prove to be less flamable among some of us ol' geezers).

I've been enjoying your recent posts on other things, though (Your film interests, etc.), so definitely keep at those. Maybe drawing your attentions into such projects could help you weather through this a bit. Hey, after the aforementioned bloodbath, I bought a 'therapy house', two cars, a lot of stamps to play with, and became (For a short while) the town's major source of employment. The extreme amount of activity that I surrounded myself with was a big help in getting me over the breakdown.

Take a breath. Buy a house, ferchrissakes. Get some cats.

[Harrys Boy]

Honda can I recommend you try the Florida Keys this summer instead?

[chefmike]

Honda can I recommend you try the Florida Keys this summer instead?

That might present a problem, as he's said that he's scared of the water...he's also said that he's scared of flying...although fond of long bus trips, which would be a plus.

Or maybe he should consider a bus ride to the Dr. Phil show instead...I only know the show from the parodies on the IMUS show, but I suspect that the ratings would go through the roof...and there's always Jerry Springer if Dr. Phil doesn't work out...

[phxguy]

Only a fucking loser like Honda would talk about his sexual adventures. Honda should do us a huge favor and just shoot himself.

[BeardedOne]

Only a fucking loser like Honda would talk about his sexual adventures.

Hey!

I talk about my sexual adventures, too.

Well...

I would, if I =had= sexual adventures.

[phxguy]

Only a fucking loser like Honda would talk about his sexual adventures.

Hey!

I talk about my sexual adventures, too.

Well...

I would, if I =had= sexual adventures.

Nothing personal BeardedOne. I feel Honda is too much of a narcissist to deserve any respect here. Vicki wised up and realized Honda's too much of a fucking moron to deserve the time of day from her.

[BeardedOne]

Heh.

'Sexual adventures' makes me think of 'The Hardy Boys and the Mystery of Poontang Island' or 'Nancy Drew Finally Blows the Big One'.

*Groan*

It's late and I'm on goofy meds. You guys'll have to work this shift without me.