mr. pete - ο Καλύτερα του skeeter kerkove - σκηνή 2 - mayhem

I always had to be the first one to make a move and hopefully at a group of women to kick it off for my boys. Naturally I’m an introvert, so I hated breaking the ice with women especially the first group of women for the night. Looking around the dark club there was woman after woman walking by or right next to us swinging their hips dancing to the music and rubbing up against us. They didn’t rub up against us on purpose, club blue was so packed that night you really had no standing room so everybody was hip to hip. Continuing to glance around the room looking for eye contact, there was this redheaded white girl that was staring at me. I looked away and then glanced in her direction again. Once again her head turned to look at me. We made eye contact and out came those dreaded butterflies in my stomach that I hate. I hated that nervous feeling of knowing it's time to make a move and deciding whether to puss out or not because I feared rejection. Why does this happen to me? In this situation, why would I be so hesitant to walk over to her and start a conversation? I mean she was the one who was staring at me to begin with so that already told me subconsciously that my shot at her was more than a 50/50. Like usual I puss out and look away nervously, while at the same time becoming angry with myself. Here was a good looking chick throwing attention at me and my dumb ass doesn’t move on it. By this time my drink was empty and it doesn’t look good to be standing in the club holding an empty drink. You might as well not have a drink in your hand at all. The crew I rolled with didn’t allow you to not have a drink in your hand. If you weren’t drinking and you were part of this outdoors group, you were automatically labeled soft somehow. tits I headed to the bar for another drink, a captain and coke of course. Walking back to the dance floor I found my boys again and this time they keezmovies were finally in a different spot on the floor. We talk a little shit about each others outfits to loosen up and make us laugh and have a good time. After being made fun of for my shoes I look at them, laugh and look up and there is that same redheaded chick looking at me. Now i'm thinking someone is fucking with me trying to set me up for a joke or this chick really likes what she sees. After kissing my thighs for a couple of minutes, Lisa finally began licking up and down my slit. Five people enjoying sex like tits there was no tomorrow. "It seems you are very anxious to try it out, that pleases me greatly my lovely little whore." She posed for him. Such long shapely legs, he couldn't believe he was this attracted to a dead woman; but living out in the wilderness had taken its toll. ( I later of course found out it was a smoking jacket). They shouldn't have to. He was careful not to stare and only stole keezmovies glances and never looked in her eyes. To mutilate your body in the prime of your life, and then spend every waking moment of the rest of it perfecting something that might not outdoors work? The room assignments were chosen. I started dialing up Tina, but the phone call only went straight to voicemail. My pussy was on fire.