Life was an orgy for these passion bums!
Life was an orgy for these passion bums!

I did it. I put myself out there and I’ve started dating again. And you know what?

It is SO. MUCH. FUN.

I’m not taking anything seriously, I have no plans to be monogamous, and I’m only in it for a good time.

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My first date was on the 4th of July; we’ll call him Clinger. We had coffee then watched the fireworks at a park near my house. We kissed, fondled, and talked. It was really nice to feel sexual again, to be wanted.

HOWEVER. Now he wants me to be his girlfriend, after one date. Do not want. He’s got a nice body and a decent face, and a great dick, but he’s pretty dumb and clingy. I might have to disengage from this one.

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Last night I went out with a guy from Japan; we’ll call him Kendo (not racist, he actually studied Kendo for years [that’s right, I’m gonna fuck a SAMURAI. Be jealous, bitches!]). We talked, touched, kissed, and he whispered in my ear in Japanese. It was SO. HOT. Like anime come to life. Our personalities seem to go well together, and he kept me laughing. Not in the tee-hee giggly kind of way, but the spit-take if I had something in my mouth kind of way (which I didn’t; not yet).

I’ll DEFINITELY be seeing him again.

I did have a couple pretty shitty experiences, but they were more funny than anything. One guy was mad that I didn’t want to be his girlfriend, even though he’s got crippling depression and his dick often doesn’t work (his words, not mine), but I just got out of nearly eight years of that, why would I be in a hurry to repeat that mistake?

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The other was an older guy who said he couldn’t have his pic up on a dating site, but was fine with texting it to me. Then he told me he wanted “a lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets.” I told him I’m not a “lady,” and I never will be, so tough shit. No further messages were exchanged until TWO DAYS LATER, and I talked to him thinking he was someone else. The exchange is paraphrased as such:

Him: What’s your ideal hookup situation?
Me: I don’t know, hang out, get food, have sex? Maybe spend the night once in a while.
Him: Oh, I don’t really want to hang out and I definitely don’t want the person spending the night. Would you be monogamous?
Me: No. I’m just looking for fun, not a commitment.
Him: Well, I’m really lonely but I don’t want to fuck around. Call me when you’re done being a whore.
Me: You’d probably be a lot less lonely if you didn’t call women whores.
Him: You need to look it up in the dictionary.
Me: You need quit being so fucking cheap and hire yourself a prostitute.
Him: Delete my number.
Me: Done, bitch. Stop texting me.

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Then I reported him for off-site harassment.

Thanks for reading my first Intimacy Inc. post. I appreciate any tips or opinions you might have.

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