Out On A Limb...

Chapter #2 (continued) At the outset of the relationship, Angelo had a rough-around-the-edges charm that fascinated this small town midwestern girl. I was naive beyond words and had scarcely experienced sex the way I had always imagined, or saw in the movies. Angelo was older (26), experienced, worldly, and important (to me, anyway). He rushed out and bought me things of which I never imagined I would ever have. He wined me and dined me at restaurants that I assumed I would never see the inside of, and taught me about real life. (or so I thought) I was captured in every way by him. Yes...I fell for the bullshit, and soaked it up like a willing and ready sponge. He knew this and took advantage of every second of it. I will say this, though...I do owe everything I know about sex to him. Being the self coined " sexpert " that I believe myself to be all started with Angelo. While he was a complete and total jerk, and a sexual addict, he KNEW what he was talking about. I believe ...

Chapter #1 John When I was 19 I met a devastatingly charming guy named John...now some of the guys in later posts will have pseudonyms to protect their identity, and others like John here, will not. This is for many reasons. #1 John is the personality type to be flattered by such words...positive or a bit negative. #2 Some of the guys would never read this blog, and #3 Some I could care less if I offend because they are douche bags. That being said...on we go. John... As I said was unbelievably charming, and funny. He made me blush and coo and act like a complete and total drippy retard with every smile he flashed at me. Not conventionally good looking per se, but considering the type I found myself looking at back in the early 90's, he was just my style. Let me describe him: 6'3 (or so), lanky and a bit awkward. Dirty blonde shoulder length hair, bright blue eyes, and a smile that could literally make you swoon. Body -wise he didn't fit the profile, but he looked like a se...