Can you, Woman, Explain to me What Went on in This Girl’s Mind?
By: Juliano Righetto
Tags: Relationships, Human Behavior, Relationships Love Dating, Love, Women

But, I repeat, for some reason, she didn’t touch me.

The fact that the other girl didn’t mind me, however, made me start to consider having something with her. I knew that what I was feeling was just sexual attraction and that she seemed to want something more than this… And so I did not dare to risk any movement.

Until one day…

She invited me to her birthday party. Everyone in the store would go; I was the only one missing.

That was a very unusual year for me. It was the only year in my entire life that I didn’t have a car — except for the years when I was old enough to drive, of course. The party would take place in the north, where our mall was and where the girl lived. We had more or less this dialogue:

SHE — You are going to my birthday, right?

ME — I don’t know, dear… Unfortunately, I don’t have a car, and the party will be close by… The subway will be closed when it’s over; I wouldn’t be able to go home!

SHE — Sleep at my house, then!

ME — (SURPRISED) Huh ???

SHE — (CHARMING) I have a single bed, but it can fit both of us! It will be a little tight… But I think you will not bother, right?

No, I wouldn’t mind.

On the party’s day, I would go straight from the store to her house, where I would shower and get dressed. Upon arriving there, the surprise: her parents, in addition to her grandparents, already knew that I would sleep there, AND WERE HAPPY WITH THIS!

I thought that was too weird…

Their little girl, who was turning eighteen that day, was bringing a twenty-five-year-old man to sleep with her, and did they think it was good?

I didn’t know what to think… But, of course, I enjoyed being welcomed.

We went to the party; we met the rest of the class, drank, played… I kept being around her the whole time; after all, we would sleep together in a few hours. But I didn’t kiss her there, in front of everyone. We didn’t have a chance; she was always the center of attention.

And then the party was over, and we went to her house.

We arrived, and everyone was asleep (thankfully). We went to her room. She asked if I would like to take a shower before bed; I said yes. She gave me a towel and didn’t seem to want to accompany me…

I went to shower alone.

I came back, and it was her turn to take a shower. She suggested that I lie down and wait. I did it.

And it was at this moment that the unpleasant surprises of the night began…

Her bed sounded like an old wagon. She moaned loudly just by breathing in it! I was thinking about the two of us, within a few minutes, doing half the Kama Sutra in that Titanic boat… The “nheco-nheco” would wake the whole house up!

I waited, and she came back, wearing a sweatshirt — comfortable, but not too sexy. She lay down beside me… She turned off the light… And said, “Good night.”

Huh? Is that right? Did she call me to SLEEP with her? No, that couldn’t end like this:

ME — Don’t I get a kiss?

SHE — Oh, sure… (TURNED TO ME AND GAVE ME A PECK ON MY LIPS) Good night!

And she turned her back on me again! I didn’t give up. It was a single bed, so we had no way of getting away from each other. My entire body was leaning against hers. As she kept her back to me, I got excited. She realized, of course… And started to move. Veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery slowly. I excitedly increased the pace.

NHECO-NHECO-NHECO

SHE — This way, we will wake my parents…

ME — Do you want to go to the ground?

SHE — (OFFENDED) No!!!

ME — (WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING THE CAUSE OF THE OFFENDING) And why not?

SHE — I’m not a dog!!!

Ok… So the rules had been established: I could rub myself against her, as long as veeeeeery slowly to the bed not to make noise. I couldn’t take her clothes off (I tried, she didn’t let me), and we couldn’t get out of bed because she wasn’t a dog.

It wasn’t exactly what I had planned for that night…

In the end, after some more rubbing — which, oddly enough, she seemed to like a lot — we ended up sleeping.

Imagine my expression at breakfast the next day, with the girl-who-wasn’t-a-dog’s parents and grandparents smiling from ear to ear, and she pretending that nothing had happened… (Pretending? Nothing really happened!)

What a weird night!