tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post6146062008501392886..comments2023-06-20T04:07:45.814-07:00Comments on Tell Kizz: Once Is EnoughKizz at 117 Hudsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641731042008349260noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-25325000462919358072010-10-25T21:38:28.796-07:002010-10-25T21:38:28.796-07:00I've done it a couple times, and I have to say...I've done it a couple times, and I have to say, it's hard to get past the this-means-I'm-a-slut factor, though I don't actually think there's anything wrong with it. Especially if you are not operating under the pretense that you'll ever see each other again. I think sometimes people pretend they'll call each other/could potentially date because it seems less awkward/more socially acceptable, and one feels less "slutty". I hate to use that word, but I'm having trouble thinking of a suitable but less judgmental synonym.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-4113219962239184572010-10-25T14:46:58.753-07:002010-10-25T14:46:58.753-07:00Do both, you lucky stayout, you! CPGDo both, you lucky stayout, you! CPGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-9305284286199403142010-10-25T13:07:22.582-07:002010-10-25T13:07:22.582-07:00I'm torn between CPG's wanting to eliminat...I'm torn between CPG's wanting to eliminate the chatty and Anon's mention of innuendo. Good innuendo is hard to come by....er, or rather it's not!<br /><br />Also I wish the saying had been "lucky stayout." That would have been nicer.Kizzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01957878512519527975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-7012815781979650422010-10-25T12:10:29.324-07:002010-10-25T12:10:29.324-07:00Also--in one of the houses full of girls that I li...Also--in one of the houses full of girls that I lived in we used to call each other a "dirty stayout" when we did that. -- CPGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-77358993519790281752010-10-25T09:00:15.827-07:002010-10-25T09:00:15.827-07:00*innuendo
Because intelligence is sexy.*innuendo<br />Because intelligence is sexy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-24996893451133897652010-10-25T08:58:54.834-07:002010-10-25T08:58:54.834-07:00Maybe you should pick up a stranger at the dog par...Maybe you should pick up a stranger at the dog park instead of the bar. Or in the produce department. Somewhere where there is full potential for tongue in... cheek inuendo because intelligence isn't necessarily the first thing you notice, but it is sexy. And if you can verbally spar, then you may be able to relax enough to let your guard down a little... I've never done it with a stranger, but I did meet my husband in the laundromat.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-23281185885751067272010-10-25T08:39:57.555-07:002010-10-25T08:39:57.555-07:00I gotta say this though, in order for that to reac...I gotta say this though, in order for that to reach fantasy status for me, it would have to be instant and anonymous. Like you meet eyes with the guy and find a place immediately...instant animal attraction up against a wall in the broom closet scenario. Going home with someone from the bar one-night stand thing still has an air of courtship sometimes. Like you spent a whole hour or two even "getting to know" this potential mate. Eh...not my fantasy. -- CPG<br />(I'm chatty today.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-58344034306215205822010-10-25T08:18:21.151-07:002010-10-25T08:18:21.151-07:00One time I was standing outside of the bar ready t...One time I was standing outside of the bar ready to go home and this dude was trying to get me to go home with him, which I had no intention of doing, but I kissed him anyway and there was this other guy leaning against the wall kind of smirking at the whole thing. Then he stepped up behind the guy that I was talking to and started mouthing, "Go with me. Come to the beach with me. Let's go to the beach." It was really hot and exciting. Then the first guy went back into the bar for something, told me to wait there for him, I said "Ok," and as soon as he was gone Smirky says, "Are you going to the beach with me?" And I said, "Yeah. I think I am."<br />So I got into the car with a complete stranger, drove a half-hour to the beach, and made out with him until the sun came up. We didn't have the sex, but it was still one of the most exciting and potentially dangerous things I've done.<br />He drove me home and I never heard from him or saw him again. -- CPGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-12163174566000182722010-10-25T08:13:06.091-07:002010-10-25T08:13:06.091-07:00Having sex with a stranger. Where you find them va...Having sex with a stranger. Where you find them varies fantasy to fantasy.Kizzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01957878512519527975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3114790288703878798.post-86686983968493488932010-10-25T08:09:25.181-07:002010-10-25T08:09:25.181-07:00Really? That's the #1 female fantasy? Going ...Really? That's the #1 female fantasy? Going home with a dude from a bar? -- CPGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com