Okay, so I have been talking a lot about Andrea at work, but tonight... or I guess last night, I went out on another set up. I can't believe how many people want to set me up. I think it's just the return missionary thing, but it may have something to do with the fact that I am hard up. So this other lady at my work, Stacy, who loves me (they all do) set me up with her friend. Her name is Jenna. We actually met at Stacy's house and played this game called Quirkle. It was fun, and Jenna was easily the hottest girl I have been set up with so far. Though she is, at best, a 6.5.
We chatted for a bit, and then after games I suggested we go get a frosty from Wendy's. Jenna and I rode to Wendy's. We drove through and got Frosties, and then just ended parking in the back of the Wendy's Parking lot talking. We talked for a while, and I was getting some major green lights. It has been a while since I kissed someone so I was pretty freaking nervous.
I passed up three opportunities where it was obvious that she was asking for it... you know, looking rapidly between my eyes and mouth after a pause in the conversation. We had the bucket seats in my car leaned back so we were basically lying down, and I probably would have missed out but she reached out and sort of caressed my cheek. That's when I went for it. I leaned in and kissed her. Before you knew it I was on top of her in the passenger seat. We made out horizontally (well really it was like a 20 degree angle because of the car seats) for about 40 minutes before she said, "Whoa, pretty passionate, it's been a while huh?" I realized that I had been pretty aggressive, which usually isn't my style.
I didn't even like kissing her that much, don't get me wrong, I didn't dislike it... but I swear her taste buds were inflamed, like the size of buttons on a dress shirt. Either way, it was nice to do that. I dropped her off and we made out for a few minutes more up against the car, and then again on the doorstep. I felt pretty awesome. When I said goodbye, she said "Call me." I nodded and said that I would, even though I knew that I wouldn't.
I knew as I walked back to my car that I wasn't into her. Maybe it was what Calvin always talks about when you make out with them there's a 70% chance you'll lose interest. I didn't believe it... but maybe he has something there.