OH MY FREEKING GAWD!!!
Anybody ever get just exactly what they wished for and realized it made no sense whatsoever to wish for something like that because they would never ever be able to deal with having that which they wished for?
Yea, just like that.
OK, I’ve gotten my nervous breakdown over with…nah, we’ll put the nervous breakdown on pause. I’ll resume it after I post. It’s great to be alive.
rewind: Class was to start at 6pm. I wanted to get a little A314 huffing done ahead of time so I put a tiny drop under my nose and smeared it around where my mustache grows about 3:30pm. Little trick I stole from catlord17…I think cloud9 might do it too. My reaction was perfect, centered, graceful, in fact I think it’s helping to calm me a bit now. I have deliberately kept my use of this stuff to a minimum just to keep the self effect viable.
5:00pm closed the store. I put on my mixture from the earlier post changed clothes, got my stuff together. Felt good, smelled good, ready for the world.
Got to campus about 5:30 I wanted plenty of time to find the right place. It’s been around a long time and is spread over about 10 buildings and five decades of different numbering sytems.
Found my room with plenty of time to spare and low and behold two hunnies had found it before me.
“Uh Spanish?” I asked with a gesture to the locked door.
“Yea” whispered hunny1. She was a wispy waifish blond obviously just out of high school and not an appropriate target…especially since hunny2, tall, darkhaired, 30ish, and covered head to toe by an awesome bitchshield was very appropriate. Hunny2 stared diligently in another direction.
“I’m, renny” I beamed like the seminar test tube clone that I am.
(‘dumbass you should lightly neg the brunette’
‘about what? dumbass she’s not even looking at you’
‘I don’t know about what you were supposed to have something canned, dumbass’)
“I’m Ka–…” hunny1 shyly offered, her whisper failing beneath the roaring in my ears.
“Kate?”
“Kayleigh”
“Hi Kayleigh, nice to meet ya” then to hunny2 “You are?”
“Laura” she snapped. Kayleigh looked at me as if she had already been bitten by Laura.
About then Annie, a plump but lovely latina, arrived dragging a very ugly girl who was surely her boyfriend. They sucked on each others faces and the boyfriend left. Kayleigh and I introduced ourselves and met Annie.
More hunnies arrived, too many to greet, besides I was still trying to think of some way to change Laura’s attitude. Teach arrived and let us in. Teach was a pure doll. She would wait 'til later to freak me out.
Class was laid out in two rows of tables, I moved to one edge of the front row where I could lean back royally in my chair and see the people behind me. Kayleigh squeezed her charming underaged butt right into the seat next to me… and turned her back without so much as a glance. WTF?
I leaned back, relaxed and tried to make eye contact with each hunny as they came in. Was I gonna be the only male in the class? 8 hunnies, 9, 10, 11, 12, there he was (just an ugly girl dumbass) lucky 13. He sat behind me by Annie. He had missed her sucking on her boyfriend’s nasty face. Oh well, still a damn good ratio. I relaxed, smiled and let Teach take over as mistress of ceremony.
I’ll move on here and come back to Teach in another post. I think she is either sensitive to pheromones, or just had a horn on about something. Did I mention she freaked me out?
Near the end of class, Teach invited everyone to introduce themselves. She pointed to me to start. I did pretty good , for a freaked out clone, and made good eye contact, got plenty of smiles. I listened carefully to each of the hunnies; tried to make mental notes. 3 married, 2 besides Kayleigh still in highschool. That leaves 4 good targets plus Laura and Annie.
As a grand finale Robert, the ugly girl, introduced himself as an artist stuck in redneck’s body. Some of you well read guys PLEASE tell me what can that came out of. It was the final blow. All the hunnies ooohed and aaahed. The blood rushed back into my ears. Class broke up and I made as graceful an exit as possible. Annie’s boyfriend was waiting for her when the door opened and the last thing I remember was her telling him what a snobby biatch Laura was.
OK, I’ve cleared my head. I hope this catharsis has some entertainment value. It was good to talk it out. I really didn’t do too badly. There are some good opportunities ahead. Gawd Kayleigh would be easy if she were 22 instead of 17. I’ve gotta bust Laura’s high horse. Annie is not really my type but she might make a good friend. And there are at least 3 or 4 others to give a good whiff of Jasmin’s finest to. Damn I’m tired. Oh and I want an A in Spanish. 
I would also be afraid of what my customer base might think. I’m starting a night class at my local CC…beginning Spanish to be exact. I doubt it will be a fertile ground for babe hunting in and of itself, but it should be a place to start making acquaintances with the single population in a subtle but productive way.