[MF] The annoying woman at the party is full of surprises

While I was back in my hometown for Christmas, some friends had a party. I was pleasantly surprised to see a few people who I hadn’t seen since before the pandemic. There was a lot of catching up with life events – marriages, breakups, travel, jobs, new hobbies, etc. Early on things were going well, except for one person I didn’t know who was kind of annoying me. Within the first 15-20 minutes, she disparaged one guy’s new job (“My friend worked there and it’s super toxic”) and a movie that some other people seemed to all enjoy (“I couldn’t even finish it. It was so dumb.”)

When I ran into the host, I asked who the annoying woman was. She sighed. It was the downstairs neighbor who regularly complained about noise. My friends gave her a heads up that they were having a party and threw in a “stop by if you want” but didn’t actually expect her to come. Now they had to deal with this woman being Negative Nancy in every conversation within earshot. So I had a little fun and lightly antagonized her whenever she talked something down. It never went further than playful little debates. But it did make me the person who interacted with her most at the party.

[MF] Cum-loving dominatrix was not disappointed.

In my early 20s I was scraping by on some odd jobs and hanging out a lot with my neighbor Liz who also kept irregular hours. She worked in a sketchy neighborhood so I’d pick her up from work if our schedules aligned. At first she was a little vague about what she actually did for work before eventually revealing she was a dominatrix. I soon met a couple of her colleagues, Monica and Taylor, and we’d all occasionally get a drink or two. I thought this was the coolest thing. I’m not into cross-dressing or cock+ball torture or trampling or most of what they talked about, but it was still fascinating to hear their discussions.

Within a few weeks, Monica and Taylor asked me to drive them to outcalls. They paid ok for my time and I got a kick out of their shoptalk. Shortly after that began, Liz told me that another girl, Jill, wanted to know if I’d drive her to an outcall. She’d gone out with us maybe once, but I barely knew her at all. I thought something was up. “She doesn’t know anyone else with a car to take her?” Liz reminded me it was money. Good point.

[MF] Snapping Out of a Self-Imposed Slump

[Over the weekend I was cleaning out a closet and found a journal I kept in college. I paged through and found one particularly interesting entry about what was essentially my gateway sex. I have thought about this night many, many times over the years. Reading again what I wrote immediately after it was amusing. If what I wrote is accurate, I’ve misremembered a few things. Here I’ve added some context, cleaned up the grammar, filled in a couple spots to the best of my memory, and paraphrased a bit.]

Right before leaving for college I had a relationship fail in a big way. It fucked me up a little more than it should’ve. So I went to college not really concerned with dating or sex. That continued for a long while. Midway in my second year one of my friends said, “You are good-looking. You are interesting. Girls want to be with you. Get over whatever the fuck is holding you back and take advantage of it.” That sort of snapped me out of being closed off from it.

[M]eeting a longtime roleplay partner in real li[f]e

A few years ago I met someone on a roleplay forum and we got along very well. We developed a solid rapport and liked a lot of the same things. Most conversations focused on roleplay and sex, but we also liked similar musics, movies, shows, etc. Very rarely did we talk about details of our lives, like work or relationships. Chatting was an escape. A few times I asked about actually meeting up, but she always changed the topic.

Earlier this year things cooled down. She wasn’t online as often. When she was, she’d take a long time to reply. I just figured she was phasing me out. Eventually I realized we hadn’t talked in a couple months. It happens. I understand that. But it was still disappointing. Then she popped back online about a month ago. I said something like “It’s been a long time.” She said she’d been busy. Fine, I wasn’t going to press the issue. Things went back to how they had been. The roleplay storylines were strong. She was engaged when we chatted. I felt good about it.

[MF] Christmas Swing

Over the holiday I went to visit my parents. Their next door neighbor is Pete. We went to high school together but we weren’t close friends. He helps my parents with things around their property and often stops over just to see how things are. He seems like a good guy. We don’t have much in common besides sports, but we’ve probably talked more in the last five years than the entirety of high school.

So Pete stopped by the day after Christmas to say hello. And while he was there, we got to talking and he invited me to a get-together at his place that night. I was floored. So were my parents. They said they’ve only been there once. He said a couple mutual friends from high school would be there and I figured why not. So that night I went over. I met Pete’s wife, Samantha, and saw our friends Tommy and Cal, as well as Cal’s girlfriend Emma. We had a couple drinks and a good conversation about our hometown, what’s to come in 2017, other high school friends, etc. Samantha’s the only one who didn’t grow up there, so she’s just drinking and listening. Eventually, she says we should play a game. She and Emma decide on Bananagrams. Pete and Tommy take that as an excuse to head off to Pete’s taxidermy den.

Unexpected Halloween [MF]

Saturday night my neighbor across the street had a Halloween party. He knows everyone and likes connecting his social circles, so his parties are great gatherings. I noticed a woman who looked familiar, but I could not place her. And I could not figure out her costume either. I thought I’d ask about the costume, get into a conversation and somehow figure out where I knew her from. At one point I saw her go off for a drink, so I went for a drink. Immediately she recognized me, “Hey, how are you? I haven’t seen you on the train lately.” Bingo. I used to see her on the commuter train every morning. We very rarely said more than hello (if that) and I didn’t even know her name, so it was a good time for a proper introduction. Her name’s Amanda. Next I had to ask about the costume. She was going for Winona Ryder’s character in “Stranger Things.” It clicked because the clothing was a perfect match. But otherwise she looks nothing like Winona Ryder. She’s taller, heavier, probably a little older (definitely a few years older than me), hair’s longer, etc. But she’s pretty cute.