So I show up, and like the typical nerd, I had my backpack full of books. I thought we were gonna hang out, talk about books and shit. And she showed up in a fucking trench coat. Like, what the fuck is wrong with this chick? It’s not cold; there’s actually a nice balmy summer breeze. It’s like, okay, this chick may be too weird. So I’m kind of already starting to rehearse some lines on how I’m going to cut the “date” short.
So anyway, I met her, and we went into this room at the annex. It turned out that nobody else was there. So it was getting kind of scary, you know. I mean, like a typical nerd, I also had a streak of paranoia in me. You know how nerd can be. Like, a little sniffle can be interpreted as the early signs of pneumonia. You know, that kind of nerd shit. So I was thinking, “Okay, she probably has a chainsaw under there, and I’m thinking, based on my dental records, that they would probably identify my remains in about six months.” So all these fucked up thoughts were streaming through my mind.
Then she took off the trench coat, and she had nothing underneath. I mean, she wasn’t as fat as I thought she was. She was just kind of chunky. She had a great pair of tits. And she told me, “I wanna fuck you.” And that was my entryway into the world of adult dating and quality sites like FindFuckFriends . I didn’t know I was getting engaged in adult dating, but that was the shit right there.
And at that point, I basically decided to stand up to my inner nerd and tell him, “You know, fuck you and your paranoia. Fuck you and your playing safe, and your fucking jerkoff fascination with school. I’m gonna have fun.”