I woke, hit the alarm switch and blinked. I blinked for an hour. Motherfucker. I showered, cuz I needed it and wasnt about to skip. Tried to get dressed, bent down to tie My sneakers rather awkwardly due to ankle pain, and ......oh yes.......RIIIIIIIIIP!. One pair of pants I will never wear again. Not to mention I had to put on a off white tshirt. When GOG starts wearing nonblack clothing its getting close to laundry day. So I was forced to wear My Ninjutsu gi pants as I rushed to work, gathering all I needed and getting in the car. No gas....of course....that would be simple.....so I then get gas. Can I make it on time? We will see...

I drive at decent speeds. Arrive 6 minutes past 9:30am and clock in. I look at the schedule to see who else would be in and I discover........oh yes.....Im 4 and a half hours early. Everybody:

"motherfucker"

I should have stayed in bed.....I really should have this time. So why does it always feel like Im waking up late for something? I hate feeling like that. Plus I love dreaming so waking up sucks double. Anyways...

I buy new pants, shorts as I needed to anyway. Run errands, haircut, bank, supplies and go home. Talk online for a bit, and head out again to work. Did I mention I should have stayed in bed?

A random discussion broke out today amoung co workers. I was asked too what My thoughts were on the subject.

"ok, like....your 18 again....and your dating a girl who wont sleep with you until you are married, do you stay with her?"

o_o

Hmmmm, Ive been down this road before. And My reply was that if I knew this girl wanted Me, and considering most 18 yr olds dont know what they want, but if they did, yes I would wait. But what they didnt mention is how many circumstances could change that answer. WHich leads Me to this next little ramble I will call:

Virgin, or Vixxxen

There are pros and cons to dating either. Some are not so obvious. Lets say for arguments sake you meet a nice girl. Smart, but she is quite shy around men. Maybe, she has been a bench warmer all her life. In steps the man, might have been at bat a few times, struck out, swing and a miss, and maybe homered once or twice. Fine.

He decides to wait this one out, and he does in fact marry this nice girl. Some would figure ok, she is a untouched little girl. But wont know what to do with a dick if it bit her. Perhaps true, perhaps not. This is what you call an oppertunity. You have on your hands a unspoiled woman. She will only know how to love you, and no other. She wont talk about the size of her ex'ex dick, how good a lover he was, or try and show you something she learned in "tiajuana" with the boys. It could be the confidence booster the man needs, and the security she needs. Mind you that could work for a womans advantage as well, breaking in a newbie batter is to her advantage as well.

Now we come to the porn star girlfriend. Done it all, seen it all, invented the tshirt. But super in bed. Knows all the tricks, even some you didnt learn to do on prom night. Wow, what a catch. But.......do you stack up? Is there something you bring to the table? Even if your not a rookie, it could feel like the first time all over again. its called intimidation. She stares at your groin over the plate, looking for the signal. You drop your shorts and:

She walks you....

Fuck!

DOnt wonder about the whole baseball thing, I was looking for a way to explain it. But I dont see a true advantage to a girl who puts out, or a new girl. I waited for a girl I loved first before dropping My jeans. She didnt know I was, and still didnt until I told her much later. Imagine a young mother of two kids, not knowing she was with a rookie? I see it as a compliment. I wasnt scared, or nervous. I simply did what I needed to, to show her I loved her.

Time has passed, and Im a little older now. Am I as patient? Well....once you open the package, no sense it keeping it locked up. But I am cautious and I am not a male slut. To get careless is to invite something which you might regret later.

I went from ripping My pants to dropping them, funny aint it...

Someone had to.....