Well I came home from work early caught two girls in my house doing my dishes with my man. I have no idea who they are. I was really calm but I told him to pack his stuff and leave. We both still love each other but he keeps saying its for the best. it is like he is trying to prove he can make it on his own or trying to find himself who know. Anyways I want him back I love him to death and miss him that was just really jacked up of him.
Okay, so a few months ago, this 37 year old girl at work touches my back. I was sitting at my sink in my wheelchair working with my dog dishes why she came in to refill her puppy aid and water. When she comes in by the enterance to the dish room, she came in and touched me on the back and asked me how I was. The moment her soft hand touched my back, my spine kind of tingled for some reason. I do have a girlfriend though so therefore she won’t get lucky to get me. I actually if I was single wouldn’t go for her anyway unless she decided to quit being an ashtray and a bar. I can not stand the kiss of an alcoholic or even the smell of an ashtray so therefore I really just don’t like dating them kind of girls. I must say that I am in the age though, 19 going on 20, if I wanted to date her though.
This is just something my mind has been jogging here lately with and I just want to see if what I’m thinking is the truth or not.
Thanks!
here’s how it goes so far…
Short Story
It was 3:00 in the afternoon, as Matt came running out of the bus’s doors singing "School’s out for summer! School’s out forever!" He burst in the front door of his house.
"Hi Matthew, how was your last day of 6th grade?" His Mother questioned.
"Just fine mom." .
"Thats good. We should be leaving for the Grand Canyon soon, i hope you’ve packed your bags already."
"Yeah, I just did it this morning." he lied.
Matt darted up the stairs, to his room and Hastily threw some old T-shirts and some jeans into a duffle bag.
"Done." he murmured under his breath.
He took the bag and headed back down the stairs and into the the kitchen where his mother was just finishing up washing the dishes.
"Are you all ready? We’re just waiting for your father to get back here with our passports."
"Yep all read…" He was interrupted by the front door opening. His father appeared, holding 3 American passports.
"I’m back, Lets go!" Matt’s father said, seeming eager to leave.
Matt and his parents threw their luggage into the trunk, and got in the car.
"Okay, it’s a long drive from Canada to Arizona and we’re not stopping to head back, so before we leave, are we forgetting anything?"
"Nope!" Responded matt and his mother at the same time.
"Alright, then let’s go."
Just then, matt remembered how much he’d hated car rides. They’re so tedious. I can’t watch TV, or play video games. I don’t even get to listen to what I want on the radio because dad never lets anyone change the station from Cool Country 98.5. Matt thought.
*Sigh*
The engine started up as Matt angrily buckled his seatbelt. Then the car took off down the street. Matt watched out the window. He passed by the grocery store, with its elegant glowing neon sign. He passed by the toy shop, admiring the displays in the window.
When the car finally got on the highway, Matt started to doze off. When suddenly, he was awakened by a loud THUMP.
Matt looked out the window and saw that the car was slowing to a stop. "Hey, wha- what happened?
"I’m not sure." His father replied. "I’m going to get out and have a look."
Matt watched his father walk towards the back of the car. He carefully inspected the car’s tires. Then Matt heard him mutter something, not quite sure what, as came back around the car. "Well, it seems we’ve got a flat tire. I can fix this but it may take a while." Said Matt’s father in an unhappy manner.
"Aww man!" Matt said, as he kicked the back of the seat in a fit of anger.
Matt’s father turned up the volume on the radio all the way so he could hear his music from outside of the car. Then he took some strange tool, Matt had never seen before, out of the glove compartment and headed back to the tire.
What should happen next?
Short Story
It was 3:00 in the afternoon, as Matt came running out of the bus’s doors singing "School’s out for summer! School’s out forever!" He burst in the front door of his house.
"Hi Matthew, how was your last day of 6th grade?" His Mother questioned.
"Just fine mom." .
"Thats good. We should be leaving for the Grand Canyon soon, i hope you’ve packed your bags already."
"Yeah, I just did it this morning." he lied.
Matt darted up the stairs, to his room and Hastily threw some old T-shirts and some jeans into a duffle bag.
"Done." he murmured under his breath.
He took the bag and headed back down the stairs and into the the kitchen where his mother was just finishing up washing the dishes.
"Are you all ready? We’re just waiting for your father to get back here with our passports."
"Yep all read…" He was interrupted by the front door opening. His father appeared, holding 3 American passports.
"I’m back, Lets go!" Matt’s father said, seeming eager to leave.
Matt and his parents threw their luggage into the trunk, and got in the car.
"Okay, it’s a long drive from Canada to Arizona and we’re not stopping to head back, so before we leave, are we forgetting anything?"
"Nope!" Responded matt and his mother at the same time.
"Alright, then let’s go."
Just then, matt remembered how much he’d hated car rides. They’re so tedious. I can’t watch TV, or play video games. I don’t even get to listen to what I want on the radio because dad never lets anyone change the station from Cool Country 98.5. Matt thought.
*Sigh*
The engine started up as Matt angrily buckled his seatbelt. Then the car took off down the street. Matt watched out the window. He passed by the grocery store, with its elegant glowing neon sign. He passed by the toy shop, admiring the displays in the window.
When the car finally got on the highway, Matt started to doze off. When suddenly, he was awakened by a loud THUMP.
Matt looked out the window and saw that the car was slowing to a stop. "Hey, wha- what happened?
"I’m not sure." His father replied. "I’m going to get out and have a look."
Matt watched his father walk towards the back of the car. He carefully inspected the car’s tires. Then Matt heard him mutter something, not quite sure what, as came back around the car. "Well, it seems we’ve got a flat tire. I can fix this but it may take a while." Said Matt’s father in an unhappy manner.
"Aww man!" Matt said, as he kicked the back of the seat in a fit of anger.
Matt’s father turned up the volume on the radio all the way so he could hear his music from outside of the car. Then he took some strange tool, Matt had never seen before, out of the glove compartment and headed back to the tire.
"Matthew, don’t wonder off now." Matt’s mother said.
"’Okay mom." Matt replied.
Matt wanted to get far away from his fathers irritating music as quickly as possible. So, dissobaying his mothers orders, he decided to sneak off into the woods.
what should happen next?
I have a young friend who is saving himself for marriage.
I’m NOT talking about sex of course, that would just be silly!
I’m talking about spending any of his money on a woman.
He thinks that before he dishes out any of his money on a woman, that he needs to be sure she’s willing to "commit".
He’d like to spend time with and really get to know a woman before he spreads open his pocket book.
Of course they’d go out, but they’d just always go "Dutch" (he’d pay for himself and she’d pay for herself).
He thinks that spending his hard earned money on a woman is something special that he’d like to save for the woman he’s going to marry. That way the act of him spending money on her is "special" when they finally do get married.
I’ve just got to say that I think it’s commendable that he doesn’t want to just give in to peer pressure and empty his bank account to just ANY woman who comes along.
Ladies, what are your thoughts?
Would you get with and/or stay with a guy like this?
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EDIT in response to 結縁 Himei’s Answer:
Well, OF COURSE they’d be having SEX! Why wouldn’t they be if they’re in a committed and loving relationship?
Are you saying that it is only o.k. to have sex with a guy if he’s spending a bunch of money on you?
If so, wouldn’t that sort of be the same as prostitution?
Please tell me that women aren’t so shallow that they’re only having sex (or making love) with a guy because he’s paying for everything!!
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