Sept 18th to Sept 26, A Lot Of Stuff Went Down...
Here is a much late update on what happened a few weeks back. Some of it not be given a lot of words to describe which means nothing worth telling happened or I rather want you to keep itching to ask for more.
Saturday 9/18: Nada or maybe I did do something but I was busy with someone. Hint.
Sunday 9/19: The two dates I went on with the idiot in the morning and Awkward Guy in the afternoon. I gave you somewhat of the details from the last blog post. I will say I arrived home in time to shower, study and get my ass to bed to meet up with the supervisor the next morning. Though I almost went home with Awkward Guy but decided to go home because the wrath of the supervisor was more than a fuck session would be worth.
Monday 9/20: I went to see the supervisor to catch up on what was going to happen for the rest of the week and any information on what I should expect.
Tuesday 9/21: Nothing other than school.
Wednesday 9/22: Nothing other than work.
Thursday 9/23: The Indie Erotic Film Festival played in the Castro Theatre. I worried I might not get a ticket in time considering the tickets were sold first to those who were customers or went to Good Vibrations stores and then to the Castro. Good Vibrations is a major sponsor of the Erotic Film Festival and the theme I believe was Mexican Night which worked considering I am a Mexicana-Americana female. Each of the films were unique in their own ways but there were a few which really caught my eye and made my cunt clench up in anticipation. A few others made me wonder over the concept and a few were downright hilarious to me. No offense to the directors but the hilarity part came from the films which were parodies of certain topics and even one over those Craiglists hook up ads.
After the Erotic Film Festival ended, Awkward Guy and I went to The Lookout, a club on Market and Noe for the Erotic Film Festival after party. He and I made out, observed people and generally got ourselves horny for one another before leaving the club to find a private place to continue our explorations. I was itching to get into his pants and have my wicked way with him. However, it is ironic I have asthma and it is hard for me to run before I start gasping and I move my lovely behind to San Francisco, a city full of steep motherloving hills and a place where walking is the main trasportation to get around the crazy streets. As of now, my lungs have started to get used to the elevator of San Francisco and the weather but it means covering my chest up more. For the moment with Awkward Guy, I was more than willing to bear my chest as long as he showed me his own.
To make a very sensual story short, he and I fooled around orally but never much with the coitus or penetration of his cock into my pussy. Such a damn shame. For some goddess be damn reason, I could not produce enough spit to lubricate Awkward Guy's cock which made it all the more harder to stroke him or suck him. Poor fella had to get himself off but I helped along in my own way. It was long but quick time together because I needed to get back to my apartment for work the next night. I would have gone back to his place had I no reason to worry about waking up early and getting to training on time but work sometimes comes, no pun intended, sensual pleasure.
He and I walked back to the Castro Muni station my thoughts on work tomorrow and whether I was going on a date with another bloke I started to get to know. Throughout all of this, I enjoyed Awkward Guy's company and no, I am not going to the saptastic feelings of blooming love or courtship. The line was drawn in the sand readers about his thoughts towards me and my own. I could see this turning into friends with benefits sort of deal and never a bad thing to add another friend to my San Francisco antics. Besides, I have only made a few male friends and usually they are the ones I either do not want to sleep with but do but know better than to fuck up a friendship. With Awkward Guy, he can be a good friend indeed and he knows how to work phones like no other. Nonetheless, I am not betting any money on him being more than a fuck in the wind. I sound a bit pessimistic or getting my panties up in a bunch but I like to know where things stand and I am over with the game playing.
You know what I am talking about, the game playing where you never know where you stand with the individual. A moment where you wonder if the person is trying to give you a repeated line or play you against another individual. I was in past relationships and get togethers with people who wanted me to fight for them against another person who I had no clue of and really did not care. What I did care about was knowing the main darling wanted me to go through hoops and up ladders all to prove my worth and standing in their eyes. Fuck that sideways with a rusty spork. Thankfully, the lovelies I have come across and throw in Awkward Guy have been up front as of late. Still, I am always on guard to make sure I am not thrown against the wall and not given my own happy ending.
Really, I have no damn clue where Awkward Guy is going to head in my many boxes. I will say for all of his awkwardness, he is a good conversationalist and knows how to work his damn fingers. Even now, I am icing my damn cunt though I am having fun and who is going to catch my eye next? Watch out San Francisco.
Friday 9/24: I was supposed to go to The PopScene, which only opens on Thursday and never on any other day, with Awkward Guy. That was a big disappointment but also a dilemma.
I was on the fence of whether there were back-up plans to hang out with Awkward Guy or go to the Moulin Rouge party with the co-worker, Dancer Baby. The answer came up with a text from Awkward Guy wanting to stay in and rest up. I smiled and looked up toward the ceiling for there was a balance somewhere to make sure I was not piling too many things on top of one another. I have already piled a lot of things on the past few days and I know I need to stay in one of these nights to catch up on sleep, get a massage or put ice to a few sore muscles. Just now, I am starting not to hobble as much considering the carnal activities I have put my body through with a few individuals. Do not fret, I am being safe and I went to the clinic on Monday to look over my birth options. For now, I am taking the depo shot and once the three month cover plan is over, I want to get the implanon in my arm. I am sick to death of taking pills every day and I can be forgetful at times of whether or not I took the pill. I rather not have little Marguerite's running around in the world
Lately, I am going all over San Francisco, either dating, hanging out with friends, exploring the San Francisco night life, work, school and a part of moi is happy and there is another which wonders if the good fortune is going to come with a price. Either way, the Moulin Rouge party was enjoyable even if it did not end up being busted up by police. I stayed the night at Dancer Baby's place in a room with a lovely female. I will mention of her in the next post, I believe or hope.
Saturday 9/25: I stayed in the apartment because the motherloving allergies hit me like nothing else.
Sunday: 9/26: I went to Baker Beach with a friend and to Irving after to have quality female friend time. I fucking love Baker Beach and hope to go there over and over even if I was sneezing all over the place.
Update: When I wrote this, I was still in contact with Awkward Guy. As you all have read lately, things went to hell in a hand basket and I doubt we are ever going to speak. He will be added to my list of hit and misses along with Not So Vanilla Guy. Nevertheless, my eyes on are other individuals who are willing and wanton for moi.