He grabbed my ponytail and pulled, his kiss starting at my collarbone and working its way up. He got to my lips, and I asked for a phonebook and called a cab.
Why?
Because, this is how it always seems to start, and I’m a little tired of how it ends up.
Though, it is nice to have your hair pulled every now and again.
I hear you fish. It’s been my experience that the hair pullers just aren’t worth the trouble. I’ve learned that it’s the door openers and chair puller outters that make life worthwhile.
Sweetie, that was just hot, okay?
Happy Valentines Day!
i’m with you.
Goodness, it IS nice to have your hair pulled every now and then, but oh, how I agree, one kiss, one night…I too am tired of how that always turns out.
hair pulling good.
*sigh*
but agree with daisy.
although if you can find a hair puller who is ALSO a door opener and chair-puller-outer, you win the game of life.
This comment is ultimately random and unrelated to this post, but I was playing around with friendster (shame!!) and saw you there (recognized the picture you posted here), and I’m ninety percent sure that one of your friends was the resident advisor on my floor my freshman year at BU. Small world.
Though I’ve had short hair for years it doesn’t stop the boys from trying to pull. AND it also seems to serve as a billboard that only men can see: “Hey! I can see her neck! I should probably slobber on it. Right here. In this cab.”
Jennn… who, Mike?
I say always start with opening doors and pulling out the chair. Get a relationship and trust. There is plenty of time for good hair pulling after that.
Given how easily hair pulling can be mistaken for domestic abuse (or simple assault), I’m surprised any guy still does this. And what about the caveman imagery? Doesn’t that bother anyone? Geez, I’m as romantic as the next guy and I have never thought of hair pulling as a sign of affection.
I’m not telling unless assured he won’t read this! I try as hard as I can to keep the web journal away from people who may have known me at some point.