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dont you just hate when...
- Thread starter jonathan_matos5
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ive been stuck in this too old/young rut for a couple of years now. lately the girls that show interest have been either in their teens or in their 40's(mothers of said teens). i am thinking ill wait a couple years and be happy about being in the same situation because the daughters will be of a age that will be ok for me to date.
don't knock the moms...lol you guys can learn alot about yourselves trust me... haven't you heard the song "Older women make better lovers"...lol I'm here to tell you from personal experience older women are where its at!!!
when i was in my 20's i snagged every 30 or 40 something divocee i could get my hands on...lol what an education I had
my wife certainly appreciates it now...lol
It's a bummer, certainly. When you turn 18 you're able to buy cigarettes and porn, but you lose the ability to act on your nefarious intentions towards those under the age limit.
Just remember, the miners you need to worry about are the ones who let you explore their caves.
Just remember, the miners you need to worry about are the ones who let you explore their caves.
most of these particular 30-40 yr old women weren't exactly attractive or the attractive ones were married
My mate refers to this as 'lay-by' (lay away in the US, but that expression may be read as having other unintended connotations).you meet someone interesting at a party and then find out they are way too young?
maybe i need to go to different parties.
yeah it is, but in order for it to be, the girl and her parents must agree and press charges. in some cases for example, the parents and the girl like the girls boyfriend, so its legal.
Oh God! I remember this phase. When I first got out of the Navy, I kept getting flirted with by obviously too young girls. They were obviously too young, so resisting was easy. End of conundrum, right? Wrong.
My guitar player at the time ran a record store right next to a theater. The whole front wall of the store was glass. So a lot of people would buy tickets for a movie and then come kill time in the record store.
We would practice in the store after it closed. The record racks were somewhat mobile. We would push them to either side and set up in between them. We actually built a following mostly out of people who would watch us practice for free through the glass.
So one day I'm at the record store, waiting for closing time to set up my gear when this bunch of fetuses and one complete babe all come in at once. The herd of fetuses all immediately go to the part of the racks that features the then-big boy band of the day, I think it was New Kids on the Block. The babe went straight to the counter and started asking Joe (my guitar player) if any new serious jazz kind of stuff had come in. Then she thanked him for his Zawinul Syndicate recommendation and said she had really liked it.
I'm off to the side looking at her and thinking 'Now THAT'S what I'm talking about.' She was about 5'8" or 9",built like the proverbial brick ****house with red hair and dark green eyes with about a million pale freckles. SHe was musically obsessive but over stuff that I could respect. Based on the way she looked, carried herself and spoke, I was guessing her as around my age, maybe slightly older. I was 24.
I go up and start talking to her. We hit it off much better than I expected to. I was literally within seconds of asking her out when one of the fetuses said something like "Julie? Come on. The movie's going to start." I said "You know these kids?" She said "Yeah. They're in my class." My first thought was 'Please mean she's the teacher.' I said "You go to school with all these kids?" and she answered "Oh yeah. We're in seventh grade."
I was pretty stunned.
After they all left, I leaned over to Joe and said "Dude. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get head-of-the-line privileges in Hell for what I was just thinking about doing with a seventh grader." and he said "And I'll be right there with you."
My guitar player at the time ran a record store right next to a theater. The whole front wall of the store was glass. So a lot of people would buy tickets for a movie and then come kill time in the record store.
We would practice in the store after it closed. The record racks were somewhat mobile. We would push them to either side and set up in between them. We actually built a following mostly out of people who would watch us practice for free through the glass.
So one day I'm at the record store, waiting for closing time to set up my gear when this bunch of fetuses and one complete babe all come in at once. The herd of fetuses all immediately go to the part of the racks that features the then-big boy band of the day, I think it was New Kids on the Block. The babe went straight to the counter and started asking Joe (my guitar player) if any new serious jazz kind of stuff had come in. Then she thanked him for his Zawinul Syndicate recommendation and said she had really liked it.
I'm off to the side looking at her and thinking 'Now THAT'S what I'm talking about.' She was about 5'8" or 9",built like the proverbial brick ****house with red hair and dark green eyes with about a million pale freckles. SHe was musically obsessive but over stuff that I could respect. Based on the way she looked, carried herself and spoke, I was guessing her as around my age, maybe slightly older. I was 24.
I go up and start talking to her. We hit it off much better than I expected to. I was literally within seconds of asking her out when one of the fetuses said something like "Julie? Come on. The movie's going to start." I said "You know these kids?" She said "Yeah. They're in my class." My first thought was 'Please mean she's the teacher.' I said "You go to school with all these kids?" and she answered "Oh yeah. We're in seventh grade."
I was pretty stunned.
After they all left, I leaned over to Joe and said "Dude. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get head-of-the-line privileges in Hell for what I was just thinking about doing with a seventh grader." and he said "And I'll be right there with you."
My bandmates, hell, pretty much my whole circle of friends now... have the 12/50 rule. If a gal is obviously too young for us, we just say, "She was 12." If she's obviously too old, "She was 50." She could be a smoking hot 17.9999 year old, doesn't matter she's friggin 12. She could be a smoking hot 30 year old, but for my younger friends they'd call her 50.
you meet someone interesting at a party and then find out they are way too young?
maybe i need to go to different parties.
You've got to stop going to your daughter's parties
I have a similar story...
When I was still on active duty in the Army I was at a house party one night at a friends house. He lived on post so everyone at the party was either military or dependent military. So I meet this girl and we start talking and we really hit it off. We drank a few beers and talked and one thing led to another and we start making out. After a while I suggested we get out of there and head back to my place. She agreed...
We get back to my place and it's on. We make our way into my bedroom and...well, you know what happens next (don't wanna get too descriptive and get banned)
Anyway, about half way into the festivities she says, "There's something that I need to tell you and I probably should have told you before we did anything."
Well that's every man's nightmare. I'm thinking, "what in the hell is she going to tell me?!?" "She's married? She has an STD? She's really my cousin?" My mind was racing....
Then she says..."I'm only 16 years old."
Me? I was 27...
I threw her to the floor and started screaming at her in my best NCO command voice..."GET OUT!!! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!!! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!! I was throwing her stuff toward the door, screaming at her...My entire life was flashing before my eyes and all that I could see was me sitting behind bars, full of regret.
Well, she's on the floor laughing hysterically. I couldn't comprehend what could possibly be funny. For a second, I thought that she was laughing because it was a setup and she was just into getting soldiers busted. So I asked what was so god _ _ _ _ funny and she replied, "I was only kidding. I"m not really 16." Of course at this point I"m thinking..."great, she's even younger. I'm spending the rest of my life in prison."
But then she admitted that she was really 18 (still very young...but legal
). So I paused for a moment and then demanded an ID. She produced her dependent card and her liscense. I looked and did some quick arithmetic and sure enough, she was 18. But then I discovered a new problem. Her last name sounded familiar. So I asked if it was her mom or dad or both that was military. She said, "My dad is a Seargent Major." That's when it all came together in my mind...her dad was not just "A" Seargent Major...he was "MY" Seargent Major! She still spent the night and thankfully it never got back to him (I'm guessing). But luckily, he was almost always tucked away at battalion while I was at the company...which meant I was in the field or the motor pool or deployed.
I have a similar story...
When I was still on active duty in the Army I was at a house party one night at a friends house. He lived on post so everyone at the party was either military or dependent military. So I meet this girl and we start talking and we really hit it off. We drank a few beers and talked and one thing led to another and we start making out. After a while I suggested we get out of there and head back to my place. She agreed...
We get back to my place and it's on. We make our way into my bedroom and...well, you know what happens next (don't wanna get too descriptive and get banned)
Anyway, about half way into the festivities she says, "There's something that I need to tell you and I probably should have told you before we did anything."
Well that's every man's nightmare. I'm thinking, "what in the hell is she going to tell me?!?" "She's married? She has an STD? She's really my cousin?" My mind was racing....
Then she says..."I'm only 16 years old."
Me? I was 27...
I threw her to the floor and started screaming at her in my best NCO command voice..."GET OUT!!! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!!! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!! I was throwing her stuff toward the door, screaming at her...My entire life was flashing before my eyes and all that I could see was me sitting behind bars, full of regret.
Well, she's on the floor laughing hysterically. I couldn't comprehend what could possibly be funny. For a second, I thought that she was laughing because it was a setup and she was just into getting soldiers busted. So I asked what was so god _ _ _ _ funny and she replied, "I was only kidding. I"m not really 16." Of course at this point I"m thinking..."great, she's even younger. I'm spending the rest of my life in prison."
But then she admitted that she was really 18 (still very young...but legal
She still spent the night and thankfully it never got back to him (I'm guessing). But luckily, he was almost always tucked away at battalion while I was at the company...which meant I was in the field or the motor pool or deployed.
Dude.
DUUUUUUUUUDE.
That there is enough to have put me in a coma of fear. Oh boy, I'd have passed out from the thought of the Sergeant Major just reaming my cornhole with a garbage can duck taped to a tank's cannon barrel!
JAUQO III-X
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Just, maybe not with you
I just keep getting ragged on, don't I
I'm her first boyfriend, so I'm guessing she's a little lost / confused about how things work.
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