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So, this morning I made it to the gym, cane and all. Had a hell of a good workout too. Anyway, one of the female regulars who tends to be in the gym around the same time that I am was there. She definately takes care of herself, and seems to be reasonably intelligent as well, from the brief conversations that we have had in the gym.
Well, after I was finished with my workout, I was on the way to get my water bottle from my locker, when she steps in front of me as I am on the way into the men's locker room, big grin on her face and all. She said to me, "What do you do when you are not here?"
I said back, "I am usually working, studying, or out with friends."
So, she says back, "Are you going to be out with your friends tonight?"
Now, I had to think about what I was going to say next. After a few seconds of analyzing the situation, I decided to use my standard "protocol" line on women who seem to be interested in me, which has been few and far between for the last year.
"OK, *******, before this goes any further, let me explain a few things about myself to you. Remember when your mother warned you about a certain type of guy? Well, you just met him. I don't date. I do not wine and dine. My relationships with women do not cross the line of emotional attachment, and usually remain purely sexual. I am not a therapist, a father figure, or a role model. I am a man, and have a man's physical needs. Beyond fufilling those physical needs, I have no interest in women as anything other than friends. If you can deal with the fact that I am this way, then great. If not, then don't waste your time with me, because changing is not something that I am going to do."
She gets this stunned look on her face, and storms off into the women's locker room. Oh well, I thought, no big deal, just one more pissed off hottie. I went and retrieved my bag from my locker, had a quick chat with the gym owner, and headed for the front door. She was waiting outside for me. She handed me her number and said, "Call me."
I said back, "I don't call women, they call me."
I scribbled my phone number down, handed the piece of paper back to her, and walked away. I didn't even make it to my car, before she called my cell phone, and said, "Hey, just making sure that you gave me a real number."
I told her no problem, and to give me a call back after 8pm tonight.
Now, she is 25, and I will be 34 in 3 weeks. She should be able to tell that I am not BSing her about this. But at the same time, for the first time in about 3 years, I actually am concerned if she is going to be hurt after I am done with her, even though she knows it is coming in advance. Damn, I need to stick with hooking up with women who I have only met that night. I might actually pass on this one. Am I getting soft? Do I need to be worried?
Zig
Well, after I was finished with my workout, I was on the way to get my water bottle from my locker, when she steps in front of me as I am on the way into the men's locker room, big grin on her face and all. She said to me, "What do you do when you are not here?"
I said back, "I am usually working, studying, or out with friends."
So, she says back, "Are you going to be out with your friends tonight?"
Now, I had to think about what I was going to say next. After a few seconds of analyzing the situation, I decided to use my standard "protocol" line on women who seem to be interested in me, which has been few and far between for the last year.
"OK, *******, before this goes any further, let me explain a few things about myself to you. Remember when your mother warned you about a certain type of guy? Well, you just met him. I don't date. I do not wine and dine. My relationships with women do not cross the line of emotional attachment, and usually remain purely sexual. I am not a therapist, a father figure, or a role model. I am a man, and have a man's physical needs. Beyond fufilling those physical needs, I have no interest in women as anything other than friends. If you can deal with the fact that I am this way, then great. If not, then don't waste your time with me, because changing is not something that I am going to do."
She gets this stunned look on her face, and storms off into the women's locker room. Oh well, I thought, no big deal, just one more pissed off hottie. I went and retrieved my bag from my locker, had a quick chat with the gym owner, and headed for the front door. She was waiting outside for me. She handed me her number and said, "Call me."
I said back, "I don't call women, they call me."
I scribbled my phone number down, handed the piece of paper back to her, and walked away. I didn't even make it to my car, before she called my cell phone, and said, "Hey, just making sure that you gave me a real number."
I told her no problem, and to give me a call back after 8pm tonight.
Now, she is 25, and I will be 34 in 3 weeks. She should be able to tell that I am not BSing her about this. But at the same time, for the first time in about 3 years, I actually am concerned if she is going to be hurt after I am done with her, even though she knows it is coming in advance. Damn, I need to stick with hooking up with women who I have only met that night. I might actually pass on this one. Am I getting soft? Do I need to be worried?
Zig
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