Ever wish you'd done something? I was with a guy tonight and yeah I was a good girl. Went home to my own bed and everything. But....man, haven't felt that way in a long time. Part of me wishes I had just gone ahead and enjoyed myself. What about y'all any wild things you avoided but now wish you had done.
About 1982-ish, we were living in a small apartment house. There had been a real heavy snowstorm, and all the residents were out there shoveling their cars out. This was the first time I'd met the woman from downstairs - pretty blonde, real sweet. Talked about her husband running for local office and never being home. At one point she almost tripped over a snow drift and I took her hand and helped her over. Later she told me, after I finished shoveling, come on in for a beer. I nodded and smiled and kept shoveling. Then it hit me. Okay, I'm a bit slow. I thought long and hard about that while I finished clearing my car. I knocked on her door and she opened it, big cheery Breck-girl smile. DAMN but she was pretty! I told her I was beat, thanks for the offer, but I was just gonna go collapse with my wife and watch TV. Whew. Every time I thought about that moment of choice for the next 5 years or so, I went to the nearest wall and I know I did the right thing, but - DAMN She was pretty!
Erin McCarthy, Jeannie DiIorio, Corinne Schulz, Bonnie Montevecci, Gail Domm, Debbie Tavares, Donna Peterson .... etc, etc....
Debbie Twinkies, Debbie Jugs, Michelle the Townie, Heraleen, Julie, Shoeshine Girl, Karen the Divorcee, Renate the Sexretary, Stephanie the runner, etc....
No regrets whatsoever. Any choices made differently would mean I'd be a different person in some way. I like who I am.
Well, I regret I never went for a pilot's license. But the rules and regs, expense, and huge amount of fuss put me off.
Took me a bit, but it was worth it....these days, not so much, but I do enjoy zipping down to my brother's place in Southern Indiana and buzzing his house.
Had plenty of one night stands over the years but now sick of them. Sex with someone you really care about it quite something else.
I wished that I'd dumped my ex before things got so bad. (read: wish I'd seen and listened to that I was telling myself, but deaf and blind because she had tits.)
Exactly the way it went with my first girlfriend. A wasted year, back when I shouldn't have been wasting a year.
I bet by "buzzing" you don't quite mean like the time Dad almost took the chimney off our house with a B-25?
Wish I'd have applied to MIT back when I was a HS Senior--just to see if I could've gotten in! Also regret that I never went to Spring Break while in HS and College. Definitely missed out there. Should've gone to Mardi Gras in Nawlins' back before I got old and married, too. (of course, items in this paragraph could be interpreted as missed chances w/ women as well! )
So it's the next day... and yeah, I'm still wishing I'd just done it. But oh well, I suppose it's not like I won't ever see him again.
Yes, actually. When I was in high school (my Senior year), I turned down a threesome. Two girls and me, and I turned it down. I have never had sex, and if I knew that my life would have lead me in such a different direction after high school (I thought I was going to college...that didn't work out), I probably would have taken up the offer. Or not. You know, I'm not sure. At the time I was devoutly religious (Fundamentalist Christian) and I managed to abstain even when asked several times by several different women. Now that I'm no longer abstaining from sex, no one's around. -J.
The animal part of me wishes I'd slept with the easy crazy girl across the street, or that hot blonde adultress I worked with at the grocery store. But my rational side knows I would have dearly regretted the consequences. So, no regrets I guess.
Yes it is. Of course, now if I were asked today, me and those two ladies would be in the sack faster than the Brady kids on a warm afternoon in the middle of a thunderstorm. Some might say that's moral degeneration, if comparing my former self with my perspective now, and all I can say to those people are "fuck you! Get your own fucking life, you judgmental asshole! God Bless!" I can live with it. -J.
Well, yay!, it certainly seems like I may have a second ( and who knows maybe a third) chance, we're going out on Sunday!