I need to "lighten up" a little this weekend. If this is actually "lighter." It may not be.
So, on Social Media there is a trend of female posters kissing their male best friends. Just to see what will happen.
That may friends, is not that new of a trend.
It happened back in the day.
Ladies, in many cases, the boy is hanging around, hoping, praying that the girl will realize what is sitting next to her, and trust me, unless he is a gay friend, 95% of the time, the boy is hoping the friendship will turn into some sort of a romantic relationship.
And many times when the girl kisses the boy, he goes for it.....Why not, what does he have to lose?
Sarah Locke-Stockwell post a video of her family, friends have a good time down at the creek. Something I remember doing in high school and especially college.
I know a group of boy I associated with, some going to Lamar, some A&M, one at Baylor, one at McNeese all camped together 1-2 weeks a year at Sam Rayburn during Summer break.
We pitched tents on a peninsula away from everyone else not to bother them.
Yeah, we drank some Pearls( Old school Texas beer) , some Heineken Darks, smoked some cheap cigars, I smoked a corncob pipe with Captain Black cherry tobacco one year, one year we just cleaned up catching white perch and had fried fish, and potatoes until we grew gills. Cooked on an old Coleman stove.Swam. told lies and stories.
Lots of horseplay.
A couple of guys were trying to figure out where they were going when their parents found their grades.
Every year, a group of girls would come up one day to...."Check on us."
A couple the boys wound up marrying a couple of the girls and are still married.
One of the girls was "My Friend" and God bless her was not the most attractive girl in the face there was....That said, she had the body of a Playboy Model. God sometimes helps folks out in different ways. We will call Her 'J' ......
After we swam out afternoon, we all came up to the tents, and sat down in the chair in a semi-circle. J came up, in her bikini and proceeded to sit in my lap. I was telling some sort of bologna story at the time, ( I know, Kerry Thomas telling a wild story. Shocking I know)
As I completed the story, she turned and started to kiss me.....I turned away and the kiss landed on my cheek, in an attempt to defuse the situation, I kissed her back on the cheek.
You see she had apparently liked me for a while, and instead of waiting until I was girlfriend less, I was during that Summer break, she had become the @ Practice Girl@ of a guy who had a football scholarship at an SEC school. He used her for sex. He had convinced her he liked her. And during the trip she "told us" she was no longer with the football player.
So, kiss your boy who is a friend isn't a new thing...
Well, maybe, maybe not......
I could not go there. I had gone through maybe you have another boyfriend of not before.
Sure enough, the football player got her pregnant about 6 months later. Big scandal. She lost the child in the process, left the state and last I heard had graduated from a college in Louisiana and married a guy from near Alexandria.
- One day, I am going to tell you about the asshole Kerry Thomas.
I dated a couple of three girls after a break-up with a longtime girlfriend. And I had decided I was going to initiate the breakup before we got too serious.
The last girl was about 5 years older than me, and she decided I was 'The One.' Even offered to " Suck my dick" anytime I wanted to stay with her.
That made me run away even faster. ( I'm not kidding, some guy will write me and say..." I would have stayed, a little while, just to see if she spit or swallowed." Some of y'all just nasty. )
I literally didn't date anyone for 2 years. Was seriously looking at an Anglican Franciscan Monastery near Dallas to live once I graduated college. They have a massive peach orchard....And Lord knows I like peaches.
Quick lesson- The difference between monks and friars. Monks stay in and chant....Friars get out and about the community. Monk's robe are black...Friar's robes are brown....(A paper on the development of Franciscan vs. Augustinian communities on Friday, 5000-15,000 word essay of course. Of course a development of 13th Century theology versus 5th Century theology needs to be included. ;) ( Take hardcore Church History classes in seminary and you write on this)
It was about that time I met my wife, and we had been dating for about 2 weeks. Not even that long.
Not serious, not exclusive, no " I love yous" nothing like that, when she told me...."My friend weeks ago has me going on a blind date. I promised her I would go, and it was weeks and weeks ago"///She even told me that she wouldn't go if you didn't want me to.....We were not exclusive, I wasn't sure where this was going....I did not object. I probably should have.
She went on the double date and before they even started, she had them bring her home and called me to come over. She did not tell me what had happened. I think she had one of those ..." What am I doing?" moments.
I was going over and was going to tell her, " Hey look, I don't think this is going to work out."( I am not 'the one' I'm not going to compete.)
When I met her at the door, it was like I had been at sea for 2 years. And she expressed how much she had fallen in love with me.
Literally, I was smitten.
One of the people who'll probably read this married her husband after 17 days. And while I was a little taken back, we could have eloped and married St. Debbie at 17 days too.
And believe it or not, I am a romantic at heart. I think I've read too many Victorian novels. ( Then again, for the first time about 2 weeks ago, I read Lake District Poet Thomas De Quincey's book " Confessions of an English Opium Eater." He suffered from extreme facial pain. So much he considered taking his life.)
So, any of you have a story like this?
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