Showing posts with label Snogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snogging. Show all posts

Friday, February 6, 2009

Hickey Story!

Alright now. Wednesday night I didn't have Young Women's so I decided to spend the day with Dustin. I was there most of the day after school. It was about 9:30 ish and we were sitting in his basement watching Toy Story 2(We watched the first one and decided our adventure wasn't over yet) and we were talking about very important matters, like Valentine's Day and this weekend. We began to kiss then he kissed my neck and I couldn't help but giggle. It's kind of embarrassing to laugh when they're trying to be cute-slash-seductive.

But anyway. He thought it was so funny so he decided to give me a hickey. He was just meaning to give me a small one but it ended up not being all that small. Seriously, I have always hated hickeys and thought they were trashy. I'm over it though. It's not like I'm mad. What I am mad about is the fact that my MOM saw it. Wow, that was awfully embarrassing. She freaked out and decided to give me a sex talk kind of thing. I'll have to post a video of what she showed me. It's too funny.

Then my dad heard about it and he just mentioned it. He didn't say much about it. There were these perfume samples on the table and I was like, "See dad, these stink. I smell delicious," and he responded, "Yeah obviously," as he made it clear that he was looking at my neck. I laughed so hard. He shook his shoulders like he always does - (He has a silent laugh. He doesn't make noise when he laughs. He just shakes), and rolled his eyes a little. I love my dad.

Before that though, at school, my golf coach saw me doing agility's for weights and he saw my neck. I told him it wasn't my fault and he was like, "Oh yeah sure" then he pulled the collar of his shirt down a little bit and tilted his head and was like, "Please stop, please stop" in the voice that made it seem like instead of saying 'please stop please stop' it would more likely be 'keep going keep going'. That's the only way I know how to explain it. People are so funny sometimes. He also asked me who my boyfriend was and I told him he was an AF golfer and he was like, "Well tell him to stop vandalizing my golf players. I don't like it."

I should have worn a scarf again today. Oh well.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

What Happens During Movies

Well, CC says to share all my great or horrendous stories. I have so many I will just some up about what happens during ALL movies. So here we go...

It ends up that we never actually watch the movie. Don't be thinking that we do way dirty stuff. I'm not like that. I promise. We only kiss for brief sections during the movie. The most part is just talking or me getting attacked. I hate it when people know my ticklish spot, because then they use it to their advantage, and I can't do anything about it. Yeah, apparently I'm a spaz about many things, and that includes this. You can't tickle me and then call me a spaz, because it's your fault for me being the spaz. Choose one or the other. You can't do both. It just doesn't work. :]

But anyways, that's what happens during movies. In my case anyways. I wish all my stories had a lesson to learn from them, but I'm not gonna lie. Most of them are just pointless stories that may or may not be a waste of your time reading.