May I Hit On You? * It was my first time going to Ground Zero. I hadn’t known what it would be like; I just decided to go to an event that I saw on Facebook. The event was themed as the seven deadly sins. Almost everyone at this club was dressed up as a sin of some sort. I simply wore a short, maroon dress and called myself vanity. I learned quickly that Ground Zero was a goth and bondage club, two things I have very limited knowledge of. The club itself was kept dark and mysterious, with a large dance floor. In the back corner behind the dance floor there was a small bondage show going on and people selling items for that kink. I didn’t watch. Pleather and latex seemed like a theme at this place. That’s not how dress to clubs, but the people …show more content…
Sara sarcastically made fun of the fact that I was single the entire night. “Well why don’t you go hit on someone then?” Sara said. We were outside in the smoking area; it was quieter and less crowded. A handsome man dressed all in black caught my eye; he didn’t look like the average patron here. His smile glistened through the thick fog of smoke as though a lighthouse guiding me to shore. Perhaps it was the disdain for my companion, perhaps it was his smile, but I found whom I wanted to spend my time talking to. I glided to the man-in-black’s side, and uttered the words which started a new chapter in my life. “Can I hit on …show more content…
Cuddling up in his arms as we talked about our hometowns. “Are you done yet?” Sara said, attempting to rip us away from this beautiful moment. I understand now that she was trying to make sure I was safe, as I was talking to a stranger I had just met. I was still annoyed with her from the earlier confrontations we had. Her slight intoxication was another thing I didn’t want to deal with it. “No, you’re being a cockblocker.” We answered in unison. I knew I was going to get in trouble for that later, but it didn’t matter, nothing but the man in black mattered to me at that time. She glared at us and went back inside. There was a fight with her later on about that, but it turned out well because I had got to spend more time getting to know Devon. “Would you be my girlfriend,” he abruptly said catching me off guard. I just met this man and he didn’t look like the relationship type. “Do you mean like an open relationship type situation?” Never had I met anyone like him, and I was willing to try anything to spend more time with him. “Yeah, I guess so,” he answered. We talked about how we both had never been in a committed relationship and how this was a good start so neither of us felt
He decided to travel into the town square. It was there that he saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Desperate to meet someone, he approach...
In short, this is a story of a random meeting of two strangers, and an attraction or feeling that is overlooked and ignored. A man describes a lady such that you could only envision in your dreams, of stunning beauty and overwhelming confidence of which encounters of the opposite sex occur not so very often. The mans attraction is met by a possible interest by the lady, but only a couple flirtatious gestures are exchanged as the two cross paths for the first time and very possible the last.
Phil!,Phil!,Phil!,Phil! Dang hearing my name gives me the rush, as you all know i'm Punxsutawney Phil the cutest, fluffiest,and awesomest groundhog you have ever seen i'm for sure you already know who I am. What!? You haven't well pull up a chair and listen to my story on how I became the fabulous Punxsutawney Phil.It was a quiet day, I was getting a nice healthy snack which involved clovers, and bark. All of a sudden a very large dark figure picked me up and loaded me into some big cage. I was then in a new home it was strange were I was at I was really hot, but here the temperature has been just fine, not too hot to cold, I was inkling to see where I was still a little figure came up to see me through some weird shield I was startled due
“Where were you when the world stopped turning?” (Source N). Millions of people all woke up on that clear September morning just planning to go about their days. Fathers kissed their wives and kids, children went off to school, mothers ran errands, children were born, the world turned just like it did every day. That is until 8:45 am on September 11, 2001. The North World Trade Center building was struck by a Boeing 767, instantly killing everyone on board. Even though it was tragic and first responders started responding, no one was thinking it was any more than a freak accident. Until 18 minutes later another Boeing 767 appeared, turned sharply towards the south tower and flew directly into it. The United States was under what would become
Connie’s social life was very active, because of this she knew a lot of people and a lot of people knew her as well. One night when she goes to a restaurant with her girlfriends, she sees a guy in a convertible jalopy painted gold. The guy stares at her, making her feel uncomfortable. After that, he says to her “Gonna get you, baby”
“Yes” she said sarcastically. We greeted all of the other girls and started to jog around the gym to warm-up. I was in one of those moods where I didn’t want to talk because it was too early in the morning.
I frantically stand up before I am completely awake. I listen carefully several moments to make sure that I’m not paranoid and actually heard the faint walking on the roof of the train car. I listen searching for any sound of recognition that the sounds I heard were real, but it is so silent I could hear a pin drop. However, I know that the sounds I heard were real because Queenie is also now awake, her ears perched up, scanning the air for the same sounds that I had heard. Again, nothing.
..." he said looking at me in question. I smile to myself, and replied, "Hopefully, we will meet next time and things will getting better. Good luck, and hope you get better," I said in grand finale, and our time together ended.
“I want to be more than friends.” She stared blankly at him for a while. She didn't know how to respond to that. Did she like him back?
From early on, all of Gloria’s significant others’ were attracted to me, but she never mentioned the obvious googley-eyed stares and flirtation that the men slapped in her face. Coincidentally, Gloria and I shared the same taste in men. We both preferred men who were taller than average, dark and handsome, with a good sense of humor. I mean, we both needed to laugh, having been raised with such strict rules and regulations.
So, what did you think of your first day?" Dani asks me. "It was pretty good. I didn't really expect to make friends so soon, but I'm glad you guys are here," I smile at the both of them.
Suddenly, Sara's light step halted and she turned to face me. From her hazel eyes blazed an intensity of exhilaration and courage, which mingled with pride and concern as she surveyed my resolute expression. I watched longingly as Sara unfastened the Nalgene bottle from her side; one sip of water sloshed tantalizingly at the bottom of the bottle, heightening my senses into acute desire. Sweat poured down from my face, biting at my eyes, and after I dabbed at them with my shirt, I saw Sara was presenting the water bottle to me. Both anticipating and squelching my refusing, Sara said simply, "Drink, Stacy. Yo...
After indulging in a midday cruise through the Boulevard, I shaved, smoked a cigar, and sipped some Macallan in preparation for my engagement with Mike. I must have arrived at the Lounge a few minutes late, for poor Mike paced furiously back and forth, puffing on a cigarillo when I came upon him. The Mike I had known could hardly conceive that others might inconvenience him, much less express haughtiness at five minutes’ tardiness! Here, his demeanor resembled that of an older Mike with no cause for dejection. How liberated of his old humility he seemed!
I sat down at the booth opposite of her without taking eyes off her. “Mmm excuse, can I help you?” She politely asked me. “Hi, ummm yes, I’m Will Merlon and I was umm wondering if I…” I responded before being interrupted. “Just so you know, I’m not free and never going to be free! You see the thing is that I haven’t got time for jerks like you. I’m trying to fight cancer. If you couldn’t ...