Surely you have been presented with the lay of a lifetime and somehow let it slip through your fingers (or legs) or wisely did not take advantage of a ghastly sexual experience. Tell us about one and/or the other. Mine happened both in one semester in college. I (a grad student) was auditing an undergraduate lab and had a lab partner that I regarded as the most gorgeous femme fatale I had ever seen. I kept her laughing most of the time we were supposed to be seriously educating ourselves, with my crazy commentary and ridiculing myself. I saw no sexual overtures of any kind from her and just enjoyed secretly lusting after her. Later I learned from some senior frat boys that I met on campus that I was the biggest fool at school – told me that she was regarded as hottest babe on campus and an insatiable sex goddess in bed. She told her gfs and then word got to bfs that she wanted me to ask her out on a date since she really liked funny guys. Well she had graduated by then and there I was the poor sap who could not read her come on invitation.
The almost ghastly experience happened with equipment manager in one department who had reputation of hitting on cute girls and guys apparently with complete immunity. He was a huge brute of a guy and one day in stock room alone with him he began making very obvious moves so I just decided to leave and not let this happen again but he cornered me and said I was driving him crazy, he wanted to do things to me and would give me great pleasure. He turned his back and to prove his point, spun around and revealed a completely toothless smile. Projectile vomiting seemed an appropriate response or a kick in the balls, but I managed to give a polite refusal and thanked him for the tour of the area and then ran like crazy. Other guys later told me that the same thing happened to them but mostly they cussed him out; extreme gentlemen they were not.
The almost ghastly experience happened with equipment manager in one department who had reputation of hitting on cute girls and guys apparently with complete immunity. He was a huge brute of a guy and one day in stock room alone with him he began making very obvious moves so I just decided to leave and not let this happen again but he cornered me and said I was driving him crazy, he wanted to do things to me and would give me great pleasure. He turned his back and to prove his point, spun around and revealed a completely toothless smile. Projectile vomiting seemed an appropriate response or a kick in the balls, but I managed to give a polite refusal and thanked him for the tour of the area and then ran like crazy. Other guys later told me that the same thing happened to them but mostly they cussed him out; extreme gentlemen they were not.
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