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JolieFan

In college I hooked up with girls, as did many other young women at my college. One of my first experiences was with an older girl, let’s call her Elise, who I thought was so incredibly beautiful and awesome. She seduced me quickly and before I knew it, I was driving her car around and sleeping in her room almost every night. I felt that we were serious and she led on the image that we were serious too.


One night I came to her room on a week night after being awake late studying with friends. I climbed in bed and laid there, wide awake and unable to sleep from caffeine. Just as I was drifting off, I heard someone open her door and looked up from bed to see who was coming into the room. It was really dark and perhaps I had my suspicions about what this late night visit (no knock or anything) might indicate, so I said nothing and laid still. After crossing the room quietly, a person reached out her hand to the bed as if she was going to climb in. “Um HELLO,” I said sitting up, instantly realizing by her outline and stammering voice that it was a class mate of Elise, let’s call her “messy ponytail girl”. “Oh. Um. Hey”, messy ponytail girl stammered, “…I came to ask you about our media studies project…” trailing off. Blatant total lie. Elise replied with some equally shoddy and unbelievable retort and messy ponytail girl exited the room. I laid there for a second fuming and then said “What the FUCK was that? Why the fuck would she come to your room and come over to the bed like she was going to CLIMB in it with you??” Elise replied that absolutely nothing was going on and that I was being paranoid. I swallowed my discontent and went to sleep.

Sure enough it was only a matter of days before it came out that Elise and messy ponytail girl had been seeing each other on the sly and quickly becoming an item. Elise and I ended things (I was completely disgusted) and she and messy ponytail girl went on to date for two years. To this day I consider Elise a complete liar for her dishonesty and actions.


Sometimes it takes a late night intruder to make one’s true colors come out.

laur_ VIP


There is a waiter at the restaurant where I work part time shifts who started to get really creepy with me in a sexually harassing manner. He would moan loudly whenever we were in physical proximity, sometimes grab at my sides, and call me sexy.

After the second night of this behavior I told him to stop because he was making me very uncomfortable. I have since found out that numerous other waitresses have threatened to sue him for his behavior.

I have also since found out he is the owners’ favorite employee! And, wait for it, he is married with an infant daughter. Disgusting.

But like the saying goes 'there's is trap for every town rat'

laur_ Apr 18 '19 · Tags: sex, dominodate, jerks, work
crazysexycool VIP


Though it has been a while now but I thought i needed to share this little funny and awkward encounter I had during my last vacation.

It was two years back while on vacation in Granada, Nicaragua, i went out one beautiful evening to enjoy the view of the city in all of it glory. Whilewalking past two old men I politely tell them ‘excuse me,’ in Spanish. They’ve occupied the whole sidewalk, and they were both drunk; you could tell by the way that they’re swaying and clinging to each other. They eye me as I pass. They say not a word, i started to think 'Will I make it past them without a cat-call, I wonder? I pray I will. My prayers weren’t answered.
“Ayyyy, que bonita,” the one guy hisses. I quicken my step. “Let’s have sex,” the other says, in clear and practiced English. Each man must be at least seventy years old, and they wear suits and ties and gel in their hair. Where do these old men learn their pickup lines? Que horrible.

MaudeAmanda VIP

walletIt was a lovely winter evening and a group of us girls were out at one of the trendiest spots in Swansea,West Glamorgan. The beautiful people were out in full force. We stumbled into the game room (pool, checkers, backgammon) and challenged each other to a checkers match.

We had a few cocktails by this point, so failed to notice the abandoned wallet just next to the table until one of our friends asked us if it was ours. It wasn’t. We are not a shy bunch, so we dove right in…

-Tattered Louis Vuitton wallet
-Great license pic, 6’3, blue eyed man, donor! Swoon. (who looks better in their pic than in person, right? wrong, we learned!)
-Potentially winning lotto tickets, check. (The guy has dreams!)
-$6 cash money
-Back of a receipt – perfect!

We were feeling bold and giddy, so we decided to leave our phone numbers (no names, just numbers and a few emoticons) before turning the wallet into the bar.

The next morning rolls around and we get a group text from “wallet guy” thanking us for being such “honest people” and asking us to a drink to repay us. Score!

We decided on a low-key beer garden for the following Friday at 9…

Some of our friends told us we were stupid for leaving both of our numbers. That if we both liked him, it’d ruin our friendship.


On the contrary, there’s safety in numbers. We showed up promptly at 9 and got some drinks. We decided we were going to wait for wallet guy to reach out, so we scoped out the scene and speculated which guy it would be.

9:15 rolls around. No text. 9:30, no call.

A little after 9:30 I got a text from a different number saying “We are here…” Weird and sorta creepy. I directed the guy over to meet us, he was sort of a deer in the headlights at this point since we knew what he looked like and he hadn’t spotted us yet. … When we did make eye contact, the three of us laughed.

He sat down to join us and we instantly noticed he had a tattoo on his finger of a wedding band. My friend asked him about his tattoo and he said he was divorced and that all he has to show for it are his wedding ring tattoo on his finger and his ex-wife’s name tattooed on his side. EEK. He then proceeded to talk about his ex-wife for the next 5 minutes. I think rule #1 of divorce is that you don’t talk about it during anything resembling a date.

We changed the topic and wallet guy’s buddy came over to join us. Not long into chatting this friend reveals that he has had five DUI’s and dropped out of College after a semester. Seriously, kid was dumb as rocks. Snorted himself silly a decade ago. We all took out our IDs, since it’s only fair that we got to see wallet guy’s and he never saw ours. His friend started by pulling his ID out and in his picture, he was legit looking off to the left, capturing his aloof stoned look for all future law enforcement to see. We passed around ours and wallet guy looked at my friend’s and says (direct quote): “5’5…130…I’d tear your ass up.” (Yes, this is what we were dealing with.)

We bantered for a bit and nothing noteworthy was said. Something about them not eating dinner and doing sit-ups later to work off their beers.

Then, they wanted to go to another bar. No way, Jose!! We respectfully declined and wallet guy walked us to the door like a meathead acting like a gentleman.

We wasted no time walking to the car – and as we were we looked over to see wallet guy and his sidekick walking out of the bar with two other girls!! Just like that.


Moral of the story: We will not be leaving our numbers in lost wallets. The fact that the guy lost it should say something.

SassyLina VIP

I was going out with this guy I know from work to a bowling club. Once there, he informed me that the name his friends call him is Superman and insisted that I refer to him by that name throughout the night. He also showed me where he had intentionally created a Superman logo tan on his chest – by legitimately painting his chest with sunscreen in the logo and waiting to get burnt everywhere else!

During the same night, he also insisted that I pay and said, “you’re so lucky to have someone like me around”. I thought I could forgive his obvious lack of experience with women/general lack of social skills and told myself that I would just stick with it through one date. The final straw though was when he started singing “Whistle” by Flo-Rida and making suggestive movements to the words “blow my whistle baby”! I made an excuse and bolted towards the door, but before I could get out of the date, he grabbed my hand, kissed me and asked me to be his girlfriend. This was on the second date, after having known each other for less than a week! No, thanks – next!

SassyLina Apr 16 '19 · Tags: dating, dominodate, jerks
JoT

deserve it. Even after he revealed he had two children (by two different mothers), that wasn’t a show stoppeAbout 8 years ago, I was dating a guy I was way too good for this guy, even though he didn’t r for me. I was so naive and full-hearted that I brushed away any evidence that he was a) an asshole or b) cheating on me. Of course, he was, both of those things. 


When reality first began to dawn on me I was crushed, heartbroken. I guess I must have gone through an angry phase too, although I don’t really remember feeling angry when I did this next thing; however it was pretty spiteful so I have to assume it was motivated in part by anger.



He wanted some things back that he had left at my place… Of course, I said, come get them. Among these things was a t.shirt that said “PIMPIN’ AIN’T EASY.” (I know, okay, I told you he was an asshole.) Looking at this stupid, stupid article of clothing I was suddenly hit with a brilliant idea. I went to work with scissors, needle and thread in a way that would have made my grandmother proud (unless she knew the result I had in mind). Carefully I cut apart each letter, carefully I rearranged them, carefully I sewed them back together. I folded the shirt and put it in the stack of items for Mr. Big Pimpin’ to collect. When he came to gather his things I was calm, kind even- “I wish you the best” and all that. I kissed his cheek and watched him walk away with his belongings, including a shirt now bearing the message “I AM A TINY PENIS.”



Now I have my life back to normal and has work out my self esteem and I have join a dating #www.DominoDate.com to help me find my perfect match

JoT Apr 15 '19 · Comments: 2 · Tags: love, dating, dominodate, match
E.E.H VIP


After spending months going on HORRIBLE dates and having to tell the story over and over to friends and family I'm creating a blog where they can all go and READ.


For example:
This past Sat night I went on a date with a man that halfway through dinner put his right hand on his right ear and laid his head down on the table! When I asked if he was okay, he responded that he had a ringing in his ear. That it happened periodically and that he was pretty sure he was picking up some form of communication...............it took everything I had not to laugh in his face! That was just ONE of the things that happened on that date and I gotten to the point where my bad dates are just funny stories for me now.

Beside i have join a this dating site #dominodate.com and in hope to find some new friends and a real man who are looking for date and companionship like i do.


Leave your comment and questions here if you have one, i hope to get feedback from you guys




E.E.H Apr 9 '19 · Comments: 1 · Tags: love, dating, dominodate
Sarahhobson VIP
Lately, my days have been different. I’ve found new friends, earned my own money. Also found a potential love interest, and started to take care of my health. I never understood why all changes in my life come with some kind of extreme event. Being completely honest, I think I’m so stubborn to the changes of life, that I need a hard hit to understand something has changed. I’ve always had problems with understanding subtleties. I need to know explicitly what people want to tell me. Because if they don’t, I can’t understand what they mean. And that has caused a lot of problems for me. I think the word you can use for that is oblivious. And I think it fits me like a glove.


On another topic, I learned to cook yesterday. It feels so good making your own food. It’s a lot healthier too. And cheaper. It wasn’t the most fancy meal, but the feeling that I made the food made it a lot tastier. I also had a family lunch, something I didn’t have for a long, long while. My family is always busy, so we never eat together.

That’s it for today. I hope you enjoyed reading. If you need to talk about any related matters, leave a comment below and I’ll try to answer. Have a nice day.

Sarahhobson Apr 5 '19 · Comments: 4 · Tags: love, dominodate, family, food
AnthonyB
True love is all I'm searching for
AnthonyB Apr 4 '19 · Tags: love
Sarahhobson VIP

The world of love is a scary one. Whether you’re looking for it or broken by it, we all need some advice and guidance once in awhile. Unfortunately, our friends aren’t always enough. They’re about as clueless as you and sometimes, it doesn’t hurt to look elsewhere.


Love is a game and there’s rules and strategies to it. The best way to increase your chances is to consult the experts and find out exactly how to get the most of what’s out there. Whether it’s how to navigate a first date, decipher cryptic text messages or understand what he’s really thinking, there’s a number of sites with the answers to your questions. Whether it’s men telling you exactly how men think, or women advising you on how to stay positive

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