scott and i hadn't been going out very long, but we was hot and funny and that's was good enough for now. one night after a date we found ourselves making out on the couch. he was on top of me, and soon kissing and hugging turned into bumping and grinding. I was enjoying the bumping and really loving the grinding, but our parts weren't aligned quite right, and some of the places that i would have liked to be grinding were getting missed. So i tried to do a little manuevering underneath him to get my parts in a more conducive grinding position. well scott was heavy and dense and never seemed to catch on to the fact that i was even there with him on the couch; when he wasn't getting my hints (rub here, not there!) i quit giving them and just began to secretly laugh at him. even though i had long since quit bumping and grinding he kept on, grinding and grinding and grinding. truth be told, at this point he was masterbating on me. he was humping my leg. humping my leg. going to town on my left leg like a german shepard. and then he stopped (we all know what that means) and got all snuggly with me.
yah, we didn't go out again. and he was so surprised - i remembered him saying "we had such a connection." ewwww
