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"Missed opportunitys"
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Anyone ever had any? Possibly from being too nervous or shy to say anything. I've had 2 and both happened in high school. One time I was hanging out with a girl watching a movie and she was eating ice cream and it had chocolate on it. She said wow I just love chocolate. I'd love to just be completely covered in it or take a bath in it. I basically just froze not expecting her to say that and kinda awkwardly laughed and continued watching the movie. Another time I was hanging out with a girl and were walking in the woods and there was a spot off of the trail that was really muddy (really good mud too) and she said it would be so much fun to just go roll around in that and get really dirty. Again I had the same reaction and basically said haha yeah and kept walking. So has anyone had anything like this happen? How did you react? What I wouldn't give for a time machine lol.
Oh I'm sure a couple of times. One of my BFF's in HS liked getting dirty. Summer outside in barefeet, mudpuddles, etc. She would have willingly played in mud, one day on the way home from school she even slipped in a puddle (another friend jokingly nudged her) and landed bum first into some slick mud. Alas, being a schoolboy with strict parents I didn't dare get dirty in my school clothes, nor go out after school with my friends.
I also had an ex GF in a long distance relationship. She would have been willing to try Anything, if we had stayed together longer there would have definitely been foodplay.
Last summer I was at an athletic convention, one of the optional things was a "barefoot hike." It had rained all week, however the majority of the hike was hardpacked trails and gravel rock. One small area, 1mx1m' at most was soggy wet grass with a little bit of 3cm deep "mud." Enough to squish in the toes but nothing to really get dirty with. No chance to "accidentally" splash myself, slip down, etc. I was near the front of the group, to my fault, further back I hear a lot of giggles and squeals as others walk through also. No real mess, but the ladies behind me in line are chatting with each other and the one goes "that felt so good, I wish there was more so I could just cover myself in it." Didn't look over, say hi, or anything. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I also had an ex GF in a long distance relationship. She would have been willing to try Anything, if we had stayed together longer there would have definitely been foodplay.
Last summer I was at an athletic convention, one of the optional things was a "barefoot hike." It had rained all week, however the majority of the hike was hardpacked trails and gravel rock. One small area, 1mx1m' at most was soggy wet grass with a little bit of 3cm deep "mud." Enough to squish in the toes but nothing to really get dirty with. No chance to "accidentally" splash myself, slip down, etc. I was near the front of the group, to my fault, further back I hear a lot of giggles and squeals as others walk through also. No real mess, but the ladies behind me in line are chatting with each other and the one goes "that felt so good, I wish there was more so I could just cover myself in it." Didn't look over, say hi, or anything. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Failing_Regis said: These all read like missed opportunities to creep out the girls you were with.
Let the record show Regis has NEVER missed an opportunity to creep a girl out.
When I was in school, there was a group that did a pie in the face charity fundraiser. I went to watch it every year, and threw a few pies, but I was never a target, mainly because I wasn't in any group that participated. There was one year where my friend was a target, and I could have let him pie me without arousing any suspicion, but I chickened out and didn't suggest it.
Failing_Regis said:
Hey, what did you say Rebecca's Instagram was? I forgot to bookmark it.
SStuff said: Let the record show Regis has NEVER missed an opportunity to creep a girl out.
Hey, what did you say Rebecca's Instagram was? I forgot to bookmark it.
I'll just give you the direct link to her husband's page so we can streamline the ass-kickin' process.
Great idea for a post this.
Had 2 happen so far, both tragic cases of only finding out later.
Once when I was at school, unbeknown to me charity group in my year organised a pie in the face fundraiser. Only year it happened and I never heard about it till after.
Then the second one was slightly weirder. There was some event in my city focusing on play where they invited a load of local artists to create stalls / events.
One bunch came up with a pie in the face booth, which in theory involved being placed in the stocks with a large mask of Damien Hirst covering your face and members of the public then got to pie / Damien. However in the pics I found after the event quite a few of the adults who volunteered to go in the stocks with the mask & get a proper pie in the face!
Had 2 happen so far, both tragic cases of only finding out later.
Once when I was at school, unbeknown to me charity group in my year organised a pie in the face fundraiser. Only year it happened and I never heard about it till after.
Then the second one was slightly weirder. There was some event in my city focusing on play where they invited a load of local artists to create stalls / events.
One bunch came up with a pie in the face booth, which in theory involved being placed in the stocks with a large mask of Damien Hirst covering your face and members of the public then got to pie / Damien. However in the pics I found after the event quite a few of the adults who volunteered to go in the stocks with the mask & get a proper pie in the face!
Guess mine wasn't so much 'missed' as 'botched' - but:
I was dating a girl - while chatting one evening and she ask how my day was. So I told her about jet skiing at the lake when I ran into a 'mud bar' because the water was low. So I had to get off and push the jet ski 100 yards through the mud to get back out into deep water. (Welcome to lakes in the great plains... 1 mile wide and 4ft deep!)
She was like, "OMG - that sounds like so much fun to play in the mud!".
Of course I said 'Hell Yeah!"
So next time we got together, we went to my favorite mud pit. Started walking around the edge, squishing mud through our toes. Going a bit deeper... we started trying to push each other down. I finally let her push me, but grabbed her as I fell. Now the game was on! We started slopping and wrestling around a bit more. Of course her bikini and my swim trunks didn't stay on too long.
Just as it started getting really fun, SPLAT! - she takes a small blob of mud to the eye. Of course the mud is now in her contact lens, we're covered head to toe - and we didn't exactly pack an entire eye care kit.
So we break off the session, get 'sort-of' clean in the lake, then break out our fresh clean-up water so she can try to hose out her eye. It was still pretty gritty, so we decided to pack up for the day and head home to get some real contact lens solution.
Well, one thing after another and we didn't immediately make it back to the mud. Then fall set in, then winter and we ultimately broke up over other things before having another chance to get back out to the mud.
I was dating a girl - while chatting one evening and she ask how my day was. So I told her about jet skiing at the lake when I ran into a 'mud bar' because the water was low. So I had to get off and push the jet ski 100 yards through the mud to get back out into deep water. (Welcome to lakes in the great plains... 1 mile wide and 4ft deep!)
She was like, "OMG - that sounds like so much fun to play in the mud!".
Of course I said 'Hell Yeah!"
So next time we got together, we went to my favorite mud pit. Started walking around the edge, squishing mud through our toes. Going a bit deeper... we started trying to push each other down. I finally let her push me, but grabbed her as I fell. Now the game was on! We started slopping and wrestling around a bit more. Of course her bikini and my swim trunks didn't stay on too long.
Just as it started getting really fun, SPLAT! - she takes a small blob of mud to the eye. Of course the mud is now in her contact lens, we're covered head to toe - and we didn't exactly pack an entire eye care kit.
So we break off the session, get 'sort-of' clean in the lake, then break out our fresh clean-up water so she can try to hose out her eye. It was still pretty gritty, so we decided to pack up for the day and head home to get some real contact lens solution.
Well, one thing after another and we didn't immediately make it back to the mud. Then fall set in, then winter and we ultimately broke up over other things before having another chance to get back out to the mud.
mud_adventures said: Guess mine wasn't so much 'missed' as 'botched' - but:
I was dating a girl - while chatting one evening and she ask how my day was. So I told her about jet skiing at the lake when I ran into a 'mud bar' because the water was low. So I had to get off and push the jet ski 100 yards through the mud to get back out into deep water. (Welcome to lakes in the great plains... 1 mile wide and 4ft deep!)
She was like, "OMG - that sounds like so much fun to play in the mud!".
Of course I said 'Hell Yeah!"
So next time we got together, we went to my favorite mud pit. Started walking around the edge, squishing mud through our toes. Going a bit deeper... we started trying to push each other down. I finally let her push me, but grabbed her as I fell. Now the game was on! We started slopping and wrestling around a bit more. Of course her bikini and my swim trunks didn't stay on too long.
Just as it started getting really fun, SPLAT! - she takes a small blob of mud to the eye. Of course the mud is now in her contact lens, we're covered head to toe - and we didn't exactly pack an entire eye care kit.
So we break off the session, get 'sort-of' clean in the lake, then break out our fresh clean-up water so she can try to hose out her eye. It was still pretty gritty, so we decided to pack up for the day and head home to get some real contact lens solution.
Well, one thing after another and we didn't immediately make it back to the mud. Then fall set in, then winter and we ultimately broke up over other things before having another chance to get back out to the mud.
I was dating a girl - while chatting one evening and she ask how my day was. So I told her about jet skiing at the lake when I ran into a 'mud bar' because the water was low. So I had to get off and push the jet ski 100 yards through the mud to get back out into deep water. (Welcome to lakes in the great plains... 1 mile wide and 4ft deep!)
She was like, "OMG - that sounds like so much fun to play in the mud!".
Of course I said 'Hell Yeah!"
So next time we got together, we went to my favorite mud pit. Started walking around the edge, squishing mud through our toes. Going a bit deeper... we started trying to push each other down. I finally let her push me, but grabbed her as I fell. Now the game was on! We started slopping and wrestling around a bit more. Of course her bikini and my swim trunks didn't stay on too long.
Just as it started getting really fun, SPLAT! - she takes a small blob of mud to the eye. Of course the mud is now in her contact lens, we're covered head to toe - and we didn't exactly pack an entire eye care kit.
So we break off the session, get 'sort-of' clean in the lake, then break out our fresh clean-up water so she can try to hose out her eye. It was still pretty gritty, so we decided to pack up for the day and head home to get some real contact lens solution.
Well, one thing after another and we didn't immediately make it back to the mud. Then fall set in, then winter and we ultimately broke up over other things before having another chance to get back out to the mud.
Although it sucks that you never got to play in the mud with her again or go as far as you wanted you should feel lucky you got to play around in the mud with her at all! Most of us would give anything to do that even if it got cut short. Great story tho!
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