Over a week now I have posted to you guys about myself and a girl named Marina who I have been spending some time with. Some people said they would like to read about what is going on between us.
I don't know if it's worthwhile me to post as often as I so far have, but here anyway is an "update".
yes, please do, m8. the only good thing on this board.
>be me
>on Tuesday evening I post a thread here about what happened Monday
>go to bed very late again after writing it
>she told me over messages Tuesday not to worry about her and uses an exclamation mark as if I am being too silly or serious about her
>on Wednesday (yesterday) she sends me a message "good morning" when I am rushing to iron my shirt
>she uses a winking face emoticon which I think means she is saying "Surprise I'm up early too!"
>I attend work and feel very upbeat and energetic
>usually many things bother me in the workplace
>when my boss is away some girls in the office who are also "young" place the radio on
>they put on a regional show which is mostly ads and loud enough for everyone to hear
>they silence is "creepy" and it makes me so angry but I with passiveness and probably like a coward just look angrily occasionally toward the direction of the sound
>also there is a bright long light hanging above my desk and it makes my skin burn and my eyes tired with headaches often
>it is also very warm inside the office and I suffer every day
>my face becomes very warm easily and my skin is sensitive to heat
>when I was young and since then if I exercise my face goes bright red
>also I burn easy and when I was in my middle teenage years my back burns so badly I laid in the bathtub "writhing" on the phone to the hospital
>I told my mother that I wanted to get drunk from her wine I was in so much pain but instead I wet a towel and fell asleep with it on my back
>when I was around fourteen and totally quiet and shy and almost without friends a teacher asked jokingly if a girl was blushing
>he then said "who blushes easiest in this class?"
>someone for some reason said me and someone else said "yes, him"
>when the teacher asked do I blush as if I was a girl he was trying to seduce I began to blush without wanting to
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>in work I go to the bathroom around once an hour (I drink a lot of water but also fear for my body sitting all day)
>in the bathroom I find my cheeks often are red and I worry they will always be like that
>but still I feel upbeat and less "slow"
>there is a guy sitting nearby who is younger than me and works here while waiting to hear from a drama school he has applied to (he wishes to become an actor)
>he says "you're happy today" and I say "oh, yes I guess so" but don't want to tell him anything about me
>later on he is talking at the desk of a girl who sits behind me (we sit in rows) and on the way back to his desk he heavily pats the region of my shoulder and upper arm and says "you alright?" in a loud and smiling way
>I flinch as always and he says "jumpy!"
>silently in my head I curse him and tell myself not to express happiness again
>but still I feel happy and energetic if only mentally
>Marina and I were messaging all morning
>not about deep stuff and mostly me "playing a part" as I do over messages with her (and always have with girls)
>when I have communicated with girls through the written word I can always make them laugh and impress them by teasing them and being frank in a way I know they find "refreshing" and a sign of my eccentric self-awareness or something
>when messaging Marina I say things like "oh please don't be so crude!" and act rather overdramatic but in a way that makes her also adopt a similar playful way of talking
>I realize I am not like this in real life but once I was
>one time when I was around twelve or thirteen I went with a small group of people my age to a large area of "sand dunes"
>a girl I didn't know attended and I made her laugh when it began to rain and we were far from the car park by saying "what's the matter, we're lost and it's beginning to rain, what's there to complain about?"
>this doesn't seem funny now but I was then always optimistic and entertaining in a way that wasn't brutal towards others
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>>28681723
>be me
stopped reading there
learn to greentext faglord
i express my desire for you to continue
>I tell Marina "If you want to do something tonight let me know, I think there's a tiny window in my diary and I just might be able to squeeze you in"
>this is "humorous" because I have no friends and no hobbies that require me to leave my flat
>she says aren't you tired?
>before I might have thought she was trying to say no kindly but people have said how "paranoid" I am when interpreting these things
>I begin writing a few times but keep going to the beginning
>eventually I write "I would like to see you"
>she says ok but she must go back home (to her flat) first
>this is in the afternoon around 3pm so I don't worry too much about where she is (again, if I allow myself to wonder too much I wonder the worst things possible to me)
>she says shall she just come over mine then?
>I almost just write "sure" but then think no she is doing so much travelling
>I still feel like I "owe" her, however this sounds
>I think for a little while and allow different possible scenarios and alternatives to be considered
>I then say in I guess an "assertive" but not domineering way "Tell me when you're home and I can come by and we can go someplace from there"
>she says "no, really I don't mind"
>"I say, I can go that way on my way home, it's a nice evening so maybe we can go somewhere nearby first"
>she replies "okay, now get back to work!" and a smiling face afterwards
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>>28682364
I once again express my desire for you to continue with this most interesting tale.
>a guy who is in his middle 30s and who is very friendly and generally a nice guy is making coffee
>I am filling up my water glass and he says "hey"
>I say "hey" and say "how's your daughter?"
>his wife has recently given birth and he has returned after some weeks away
>he says that she keeps him awake and says "I don't recommend it!" in a cliched manner that is nonetheless quite pleasant
>he asks if I have plans tonight
>for a brief moment I feel like telling him about Marina (maybe not how we met but I would like to say the word "girlfriend)
>instead I say as usual "oh, I have plans" and look away to focus on my glass refilling so he knows I am kindly not interested in talking about it much
>for years now each time I take a week's holiday I have either had to lie about visiting a non-existent friend in another country or enduring the silence after saying "no real plans"
>only lately, within the past year or so, have I accepted how "boring" my life must seem
>I have also accepted that it may indeed be boring
>I don't considering myself a "boring" person although I accept that I am bound to a small routine and that I don't really enjoy public forms of "fun"
>before I met Marina, in the months before, I had accepted in a way I had only done so "dramatically" or perhaps even "ironically" that I would live a quiet life without friends or a loving partner
>my decision to have sex with her (or "an escort") was only a sort of "truce" with myself so I couldn't accuse myself in old age of my virginity being the reason I lived such a poor life
>when work is finished I move quickly down the stairwell and travel to Marina's living area
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>>28682594
for the third time i will request that you develop and continue the story further
POST LINKS TO ARCHIVED THREADS, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT OP
>>28682178
He's an artist. You uncultured piece of shit.
>>I realize I am not like this in real life but once I was
>yesterday (Wednesday) I wore quite smart black cotton trousers and the grey shirt I wore to the cinema with Marina
>I walk the final streets to where she lives and message her saying I am outside
>she says she will be right down but I say "can I come up for a minute?"
>she says it's ok she's literally just finding her keys but I say can't I come up
>eventually she comes down to open the door
>I am leaning with my back against the dark orange paint of a building nearby with the bottom of my foot up on the wall
>although I know this is a "stereotypical" way of appearing like a masculine cool guy I have always favoured this position
>if I am standing and there is something to lean on I will lean on it even if I sometimes seem very lazy or retarded with my lack of social grace
>she says hey from a small distance and says "so, are you coming up?"
>she asks this with a "bemused" look with her lips together and pushing upwards and her eyebrows frowning but without hostility
>I approach her and we kiss in the doorway
>a small kiss like that seems so casual to me and I am briefly overwhelmed with how little careful planning it took for us to kiss, as though she has pierced all my defences
>I don't know if she just thought "I am just going to risk it and kiss him right away" or not
>her soft lips against my own feels so amazing and I think "I am somebody she wants to kiss!" while following her inside
>she is wearing blue jeans that are a little dark but not "dark blue jeans" and a white "shirt" but which you wouldn't wear to a workplace
>it has very small sleeves and some decorations on the material but not in any colour
>her hair is worn up into a ponytail which I have not seen before and I notice again how her ears "stick out" but in a way I find attractive
>inside her flat she acts as though she wasn't actually ready to meet me and goes to her room
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Thread 1: https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/28427858/
Thread 2: https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/28473632/
Thread 3: https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/28563840/
Thread 4: https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/28588279/
Thread 5: https://desustorage.org/r9k/thread/28634920/
>>28682922
Why are you being so pushy to get into her house?
>inside her room she winds a cord around a hairdryer that folds in half
>I lean against the wall behind her door which is open
>while bending over to place her hairdryer in a drawer she looks over and says "oh, shut that" and I close the door
>she places some other things away and then stands up turned away from me and says with a false breathlesness "there!" and looks at her room
>she says "I'm not usually this messy, promise"
>it wasn't so much a mess and I feel like telling her about the way my room was but I don't want her to know about that because it is worrying more than funny
>we hug in the area behind her door and I twist her back and forth a little in a playful manner
>quickly however I realize this is what I did on the first night I met her and don't want to remind her of that time
>we remain hugging and she exhales as though I calm her
>she says "I've been a busy girl today" and she knows right away that she is teasing me
>I don't really know how to react (I don't want to engage in euphemism and say "I bet you have!" and continue this joke) and sort of just stand there burdening her with maintaining the conversation
>she says look and crawls over her bed and makes a groaning sound as though exerting herself to reach for something on the other side
>I sit on the bed and turn sideways and look back to where she is
>she has her backside into the air but I am not erotically effected by the sight
>she brings up a folder and sits beside me
>she shows me a "cv" she has printed many times
>she explains that she handed it in to some restaurants nearby
>she hands me a cv as if for me to read and sits with her eyes up at me watching my reaction to it
>I feel under pressure to make subtle facial expressions to show I am considering it with careful analysis
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>at the bottom she has listed some interests in bullet points
>they say "I like reading novels", "I like animals and intend to volunteer at an animal charity" and "I exercise (jogging, swimming, yoga)"
>this bottom section reads so childishly to me (though not in a negative sense) and I smile inwardly without showing her
>after university I struggled to find a job for almost a year and remember writing about my personal interests though later I realize how nobody cared about them
>imagining her writing about her jobs and then spending the time to communicate to someone what she does in her private time makes me feel so protective of her
>in my workplace soon after I first joined I went to a local bar at dinnertime with some others my age and we drank alcohol
>I have never enjoyed it and now barely drink it at all
>during this dinner hour the girl and others talked about how they all smoked (one guy didn't but he used to take drugs etc)
>when someone asked me I said no and the girl said "no, he's too pure to smoke"
>although she wasn't being mean I know that's how people see me, as innocent and "pure" (as well as boring and awkward etc)
>I have always been very sensitive and easily hurt and so far as I have known Marina I get the feeling she is similar
>I am glad that I am somebody who she can tell about her novels and her exercising and her love of animals and know that I am listening and that I honestly want to know about these things about her
>I tell her it's a good cv but point out a small formatting mistake to show I did read it correctly
>she says "oh damn" when she notices what I pointed out but then puts it away
>after that she leans back to put the folder back on the other side of the bed and sits upright again
>we look at each other and both of us contain our smiles
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>>28683376
Is there a point to this story? No offense, but holy shit
>>28683483
If you don't understand the point of this wonderful writing, you shouldn't be on r9k. Simple as that.
>>28683483
read the previous threads and enjoy this fine piece of art or gtfo
>>28683376
I love your stories bro but rly, pretype this
>>28683483
Kindly fuck off and let OP continue sharing his story
My internet is so slow the captcha will not load
>she says "sooo, shall we kiss?"
>we both smile but I feel privately pretty childish and weak for not being the one to ask or at least to kiss her first
>we kiss and soon lie back on the bed with our feet still on the ground (my shoe are still on)
>we only kiss for a short while and I say "is your flatmate home"
>she is
>we kiss some more but it feels like lazy kissing, but nice
>I say "shall we go?" and she says sure quietly while looking at me
>our faces are close and she runs her index finger from my hairline slowly down my forehead and my nose then pokes her finger in my nose as a joke
>she says she needs to use the bathroom quickly
>when she goes to the bathroom I stand by her door and hold my head close to the back of the door
>soon after she enters the bathroom I hear another door open
>I take out the plastic drinking bottle which I use for journeys (I always remove the label because I don't want people to think I just bought it, as I consider this irresponsible and irrational)
>I exhale a few times and try and "hype" myself into a confident appearance and then open the bedroom door and walk to the kitchen
>there is no door to the kitchen and immediately the person there (her flatmate) sees me
>she looks at me once then quickly again and I can tell she recognizes me
>luckily I am dressed smartly and maturely (sometimes I dress less formally to work)
>I smile at her and say "hello, you must be Marguerite?" and extend my hand
>in general people who do not know me and who are older than me seem to have a good impression of me when I first meet them and act friendly
>she seems surprised but slowly and with hesitation reaches out her hand
>I say "I am Marina's friend"
>I say all this with a confidence that is not native to me and in a voice louder than usual
>still smiling I ask may I fill my water and she stumbles a little over her words then says "of course, go ahead"
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>>28683895
nice confidence op you did good =)
>>28683895
where are you from ? can we get a bit more context ? also why do you feel its irresponsible to buy bottled water
>>28682886
Somebody should make a list with all this greentext gems.
>I say "thank you" and say how it looks like we're going to have a hot summer
>she smiles in a large and affected way and says "yes!"
>her smile quickly goes away into confusion or something and I notice her studying me
>my heart is beating (I always begin to shake a little and my heart races during an argument) but I am glad her flatmate was home as I hoped
>soon Marina exits the bathroom and is about to enter her room when she sees me and walks slowly to lean on the entrance to the kitchen
>Marina looks at me and then to her flatmate
>I say "Marina!" with false enthusiasm and that I just met her flatmate
>her flatmate asks "so are you guys going anywhere special?"
>she asks in a quiet way and I feel happy, perhaps in a sadistic way but I don't think it is hurtful of me, that I am making her fearful or something of me
>this is humorous to me as most of the time people probably view me as meek and completely unassertive to the point of being childlike in my apathy and lack of liveliness
>I go over and put my around Marina's shoulder and look at her and say "no, nothing much right?" and Marina raises her shoulders and shakes her head silently looking at me
>I smile from her to her flatmate who just watching Marina
>it looks her flatmate thinks she is smiling but doesn't notice her lips have sagged a little and that she looks quite odd (her facial expression)
>I say it's nice to meet you to her and then I say "ready to go?" and we head to the door
>outside the door I kiss her cheek and shake my head with a more natural and serious expression as if to say "I'll explain in a minute"
>my heart is still beating and it feels odd to have adopted the character I did, though I felt it was necessary and that if anything I owed it to Marina
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>outside we still don't talk and just walk quickly down the street and along another street
>she looks at me but doesn't say anything
>we are holding hands but walking fast, it feels like we are in a "serious relationship"
>I say to her "sorry for acting like that" and that I just wanted her flatmate to have the impression that she should not so easily attack someone (Marina) who knows someone (me) who cares strongly for her
>I ask "does that make sense?"
>she says is that why you wanted to come by and I say in part, yes
>she looks at me without much of an expression as though considering how she should react and then looks down past me and smiles a little in a way that makes her lips thin and says "thanks"
>we walk along where the bus travels but as we begin to cross a street she says there is a park down that way (off the route)
>it's still light outside and there are people walking all around so I say sure and we walk down to the park (a public park)
>we enter through a metal archway with the gates open and there are some people sunbathing or reading books on their backs on the grass
>some children play soccer with a man near a small goalpost frame which he guards with false and humorous dedication
>Marina walks along the path in one direction and I follow her then walk by her side
>some of the paths go through some trees and another goes up a small hill
>we walk up the hill past people pushing carriages
>I am used to walking fast and still do because of habit with her
>when I notice or she points it out I apologize and take long deliberate steps
>while noticing I am walking fast I also notice she is not pointing it out and making very fast steps to keep up with me
>a black man in a dark shirt with short sleeves walks by talking out loud and I think he perhaps has schizophrenia but he has a small headset around his ear
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Why are you such a cuck? Why don't you just kill her instead, you'll be doing the world a favour.
>some of the paths go through some trees and another goes up a small hill
>we walk up the hill past people pushing carriages and when the path flattens I notice there is a quite large lake with some birds on it
>when it flattens out like this Marina begins to swing our hands as we walk
>we walk further away from each other so our arms stretch then come back, and do this several times
>I remember in my satchel bag there are peanut butter sandwiches I did not eat (not from today but from another day when I bought other food and forget them)
>the bread is dry but I take them out and rip some pieces off and throw it to the birds
>at first they are disinterested then some of them move closer each time I throw
>I hold the sandwich half wrapped in plastic to Marina and she tears a piece and throws it
>while we are standing there I kiss her neck and hold my lips there for around two seconds
>she makes a noise like a small scream and pretends (I think) that I tickled her
>her skin is pale in a way I find very attractive
>I have never found tanned skin very appealing and Marina's seems almost stubbornly pale
>along the back of her neck a few pieces of hair escape her knot and curl down on the back of her neck
>the contrast of the darkness of her hair and the skin it falls onto is very beautiful to me
>on moments like this I have often found myself beginning to fear or panic that she is far too beautiful to be spending time with myself
>she throws a piece of bread which hits a duck and turns to me with her hands over her mouth and her eyes wide as if she had done something terrible
>when the bread is gone we leave the park by another exit and keep walking
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>>28684552
Op I don't mean this in a bad way but I honestly think you are a psychopath. You don't really have emotions but rather study people and try to pick up on human reactions in different situations and you try to emulate them. Go to a psychoatrist for evaluation. Reading your stories is like watching American psycho. The way you narrate every single detail is very unsettling.
>there is a store nearby that is a smaller version of a larger chain store
>inside she asks what I usually eat (I have said before I cook bolognese occasionally but not what I eat daily)
>I buy two large potatoes, a lot of salad and some vinaigrette
>while I pay for this Marina stands to my side just behind my shoulder and tries to make me laugh by tickling the base of my back
>walking outside I place my arm around her waist and rest it at the side of her waist
>she places a hand across her stomach and rests it on my hand
>we pass a guy who is around our age and looks sort of "nerdy" and I tense up and feel horrible when we pass him
>I remove my hand from her waist but don't say why and we walk to a bus stop nearby
>we catch a bus and then walk to my address
>while I am finding the correct key on the external door an old lady wearing a golf hat (like a headband but with a peak at the front) walks by with some very small dogs
>I open the door and hold it but see Marina squatting and asking if they are friendly
>the woman says oh yes and for at least a minute they have a conversation while I stand there
>luckily the woman doesn't see me and wonder if I'm just a random guy watching them
>eventually Marina gets up and says goodbye and we go up to my front door
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What the fuck is this shit. What the actual fuck. Dude you're a fucking autist and I don't know what the fuck that girl is doing near you.
Could someone please fill me in on the importance of this story? Is OP just blogging again?
>>28684985
Looks like a guy who describes everything too much. Should get a PhD in English to be honest.
>>28685002
He really should, the way he writes and describes shit is almost enough to warrant writing a book or something
this is all a ruse
no way this shit is real
you guys are all going be devastated at the end when he wants you to open the door
>>28684985
just filling us up because we enjoy his stories and he likes to get comments and explain his life to us
>>28685039
its too far to be a walk the dinosaur, allready 5 threads of 10-30 posts like this
>>28685099
>its too far to be a walk the dinosaur, allready 5 threads of 10-30 posts like this
long con, just watch
you all took it hook line and sinker
>>28685115
even if it is i enjoy his writing style so much that it doesnt matter
There's a girl that's innocent and pure and shit and the only virgin I've known. Reminds me of your Marina. Too bad she'slesbian and has a gf
Lmao
>luckily I know how to cook a baked potato as in university for around two weeks I ate one every day (and sometimes more than once) but then didn't one for at least a year after
>I wash the salad and pour the salad vinegar over it and wait for the potato
>as I cook I ask Marina if she thinks she will hear back from the places where she took her cv
>I feel there is a question of if she has decided to stop escorting totally but I have afraid of making things awkward considering my behaviour on Monday
>she is sitting on the sofa out of sight but since the kitchen is attached to the living room she can easily hear me
>she says loudly back that she doesn't know but that she's glad she did it anyway
>I feel like asking what her flatmate will think if she works elsewhere but again it feels like a big question to ask in a "casual" way as if it's just another topic
>when the food is ready I make sure to organize it on the plate in a way I find appealing
>whenever I make an effort to cook something, which I rarely do, my habit is to make the food symmetrical and overlapping in an organized manner
>while doing this Marina walks to my side and she says "do you want me to eat it?" in a jokey voice
>I look at her with a distracted and I suppose serious look then smile when I understand she is teasing me for being meticulous
>she carries her own place to the table and we sit to eat
>during the meal she mentions again that her mother and her brother are visiting this weekend
>I say "this weekend? I thought they were coming at the end of the month?" and she says "it is the end of the month" and I realize she is right
>she is picking at her food with a fork but not as though she isn't enjoying it
>as though she is thinking of something else and is doesn't notice what she's doing
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>>28683483
it's edging in text form
Lmao she is probably thinking about the guy she's in a relationship with. OP you are such a failed normie hahaha
>>28685271
> bake potato
> cook
hahaha
>>28685304
Exactly, that's all I think this (and all the other threads) are. Especially with the long pause in-between posts, and how short they are.
I think both the author and a lot of readers are jerking themselves off over the story, especially the last one where they finally had sex. This feels like it's a test for an erotic novel or something, and not reality.
If it's true, you'd better hope that "Marina" isn't her real or even street name, because even though it's very unlikely there's still a chance she might find these threads. And prostitutes and those they work for don't take kindly to having information about them posted without their consent.
>Marina begins to run the hot water into the wash basin and I say "oh, leave that"
>she says "aren't you going to wash them?"
>I say I'll do them but she says "No, come on, let's do them now and get it over with"
>I feel she may think I am not a tidy or clean person and I experience a brief but intense feeling of being "nude" or something
>what I mean is that before she came to my flat my bedroom although not filled with bugs or anything was dark and had apples, empty plastic cartons etc around the room
>publicly (around people) I act very neat and show no flaws or laziness, perhaps to "overcompensate" for viewing myself as dirty or repulsive
>as if I am a boy pretending his room is tidy to his parents while standing with his back to the closet where his toys are almost falling out
>Marina begins to wash the dishes and I take a towel and stand beside her and dry them
>she focuses on her task and I look at her from time to time but she doesn't look at me, but she smiles a little smile
>I am fairly sure she knows I am watching her and perhaps enjoys having an audience as she does something that is maybe "feminine" or like a wife would traditionally do
>after this is done she flicks some bubbles at me then rushes to the living room
>it isn't a big meal I admit and I stupidly did not buy desert
>I make some hot chocolate that belongs to my flatmate / landlord (which I still have to replace very soon along with his wine) and take it to her when she says yes she will have some
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>>28685480
Is she a prostitute?
That killed my boner
>>28685516
Yeah she's an escort
>>28685516
She a former hooker turned wifey material.
>>28685578
Damaged sloppy seconds in other words
>the table has moved from the balcony doors and so from the sofa we can both see not only the sky but also the long avenue where the vehicles are moving and one half of a residential building
>it is no longer bright outside but we don't turn on a light
>I feel like I really should ask her about her plans etcetera but I don't know if she would want me to make the atmosphere serious
>she is someone I know already who likes to at least show others that she can do everything herself
>maybe this is part of the reason I so easily can suspect her of not really wanting to be around me, not at least as I desire to share her company
>we talk instead for a while about her mother's visit again
>I ask her what she plans to do and she says they will probably go for a meal on Friday evening
>Saturday her brother will probably want to go to the sea and maybe swim if it's very warm
>I wait for her to continue then say "and in the evening?"
>she looks up at me from the drink she is cooling with her breath
>I have said before how easy I find it to communicate things with her just by our eyes, and how we seem "well suited" because of this
>although it perhaps sounds strange I feel sometimes that when we look into each other's eyes this way it's like we're just two "entities" or something who are only poorly represented by how we look and act etc
>it's sort of like when you have a "crush" as a small boy and there is nothing really very sexual when you look at a girl and realize that you each like the other
>although this wasn't something that happened frequently to me it happened with two girls, who I later held hands with, and felt like I was able to briefly escape the burden of myself by communicating just by looking in her eyes and having her look into mine
>when Marina looks at me this way I know she is asking if I would like to be in their company on Saturday evening
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>I realize she probably thinks this is a lot to ask of me, as if it's another "serious" thing that she and not me is avoiding to say
>I quickly say "will I get a chance to meet them?", pretending I didn't understand (maybe I didn't after all) how she was looking at me
>she says sure I can and says don't worry they're really nice
>I don't want to post too much details as people have often complained but we talked a great deal, not moving much and just talking
>for a while we didn't touch but just sat sideways facing each other across the sofa and talking
>Marina sits with one leg bent beneath her and one knee supporting her chin and sometimes in front of her face as she holds her leg
>at one time she said about music "did you ever make your own CDs for a girls in school?" (like when you choose some songs and burn them onto a blank cd)
>I say yes but that (without trying to sound philosophical) I think it's just a shortcut to making someone have reasons not to leave you
>when I say that she smiles and looks at the ceiling and says "god you make too much sense"
>soon after this I more confidently try and say something that sounds philosophical when talking about how people date
>I say something about "romantic subjects" being different from "romantic objects" but she either doesn't understand or think it's lame or wrong
>even I know how stupid it sounded and politely sipped some water to make my despair
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>we talk about what memories stand out in our past
>she tells me that I have a very detailed memory and I say jokingly that it is one of my only talents
>she tells me about a time she was staying in a hotel with her mother when she was a young girl
>she was looking at the window down to the street below, and opposite there was a shopping mall of sorts with many people entering and exiting
>in the crowd of people she said she saw an old man who she soon realized was blind
>the blind man was moving very slowly and it seemed that people rushing around him didn't notice him
>she watched him as he moved slowly and then stopped in a square of sunlight that was breaking through the buildings around
>the old man stood there with his face up to the sun and she said she felt like crying because nobody in the crowd appreciated him standing there
>when there was a pause later on I asked her about if she still plans to go to university
>she says yes but looks guilty or something, as if she doesn't want to talk about it
>I tell her I looked at admission dates for entry and so on and she hugs me suddenly around my shoulders
>I pry her arms away and look confused at her
>I feel bad holding her away like that so I put her arms down and we sit as we have before with me holding her to one side of my chest
>she is such a practical person in my mind and I think perhaps this is one area of her life where she may need some help or guidance perhaps (explaining her reaction like that)
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Bumperino bump
>we talk about my time in university and if I enjoyed it
>I told her I really did enjoy looking back but I don't know if it's just because it appears a little better in contrast to my since then
>she tells me about school and how she hated it
>she was a top student but always felt unable to make friends her age
>she said people always teased her for being very "proper" and for knowing the answers etc
>in school one of the few friends I had after maybe thirteen years of age was a girl just like that but not very pretty, who used to sit by me in class etc
>I don't tell her this not to sound like I'm bragging to her or making up a false story
>I say I'm surprised and she says why? and seems actually curious
>I say she seems like someone who could easily get along with everyone
>after a short moment she says "I think we still think the best of each other, don't we?" and laughs quietly a little
>I don't know how to answer so I don't
>when it gets late she taps my thigh and says she better get going soon
>she moves closer as though it's a duty for us to spend a certain amount of time kissing and we do so in near silence for a while
>while we kiss I touch her side and then run the back of my fingers down her throat then the front of my fingers (the fingertips) slowly but with some pressure along her collarbones
>I only do this partly to impress her and partly because I like doing it
>she seems to like me doing it and bends her head in a way that makes her collarbones press against the skin a little tighter
>not really in a sexual way but I suppose "erotic" (if this makes sense) I touch softly the back of her ears and then the earlobes
>I press the hollow area between her cheekbones and her jaw, but it does not feel "creepy" and she doesn't react as if it is
>I appreciate the fact that she does not touch my erection and seems to recognize that I am not touching her as though I am simply expressing lust towards her
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Keep them coming OP
>after a while she parts her lips and says very quietly as if complaining that she should go
>I think of saying "no stay" but it seems sort of cliched and sentimental
>but I do hate the idea of her travelling alone again so I say "no, you're staying"
>she laughs as if I am joking but I say "I've made up mind, you're staying" and hold her around the waist
>she laughs and struggles but I shake her a little and hold her tighter
>I pull her back on top of me (but facing away) and she finally says "Okay okay I'll stay" as I had taken much effort to beg her to stay
>she says "But no snoring tonight okay?"
>immediately I say "I don't snore!" in a serious voice, fearful that I do
>I really do hate the sound of snoring and feel instinctive anger towards people who allow themselves to snore
>her eyes close as little as if to say "I am joking, dummy"
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>we go to my room and she asks if I have any spare pyjamas
>I don't have any clean and usually sleep in my boxer shorts
>it feels nice to be in my room with her preparing for sleep in a practical manner, aware that we will soon be in each others arms
>she finds a large cotton tshirt for her and asks if she can wear it
>in the bathroom she brushed her teeth with her fingers again (I stupidly did not buy a spare toothbrush again)
>she returned to the room in the tshirt and her clothes neatly folded
>I was already in bed and she saw me watching her and smiles in a shy manner but smiling
>I ask her to turn off the light (the lightswitch is by the door) and when she does she makes a sound as if she is scared of the sudden dark and rushes towards me and curls up by my side beneath the blankets
>I hold as much of her body as I can in my arms
>we don't talk but occasionally we kiss slowly for a spell before trying to sleep again
>I'm quite sure I fell asleep before she did, which is surprising to me
I guess yesterday was not "eventful" as my time with Marina so far, but I am glad I met her flatmate and that we got to talk some more, especially about her plans if only a little. When she returned home today she messaged me to say her flatmate was so friendly to her and asked her about her night like they were gossiping. When I read this I felt quite proud of myself for performing the way I did. I think I made an impression that Marina has somebody in her life who will not want to hear of her being attacked that way again. I guess I will meet her small family this Saturday, I admit I am very nervous. She said her father is five years older than her mother, but still I fear that when I meet her she will think I am a creep. I don't know whether to act more naive and "cute" than I am to seem harmless or to appear as mature as possible to her. I hope this update was ok you guys.Thank you!
>>28686480
Thanks OP. This is a beautiful story and I hope it goes well. It is fascinating to read your thoughts on all this, I actually myself am "involved" with an escort, though she approached me for friendship and only later told me she was an escort (so I didn't ever pay to sleep with her). She is a wonderful, loving person, and it has been very easy to understand that her work is her work and who she is is completely separate if that makes sense, and she is looking for friendship and companionship and understanding just like anyone else. It sounds like you are all those things to Marina and you are both lucky to have found each other.
No, thank you OP. Your little quirks remind me of myself and it gives me a glimmer of hope that i could maybe have something like this.
Also, your storytelling is amazing
this story gives me so bad tfw no gf feels, it also gives me hope that even as a depressed autistic wageslave I might be able to be with a woman
>>28681400
YES
I WAS WAITING FOR THIS
You probably could be a writer, op. Regardless, I enjoy these stories very much and wish I knew you.
