I had an experience several years ago that has stuck with me in a curious way and evolved into something of its own, im in search of a women whose also curious, no expectations or pressures, even if you’ve just always wanted to give a man a swift kick in the balls out of frustration, I’m willing to travel 🙃
Which has played on my mind for years, at the age of 22 I worked in an office and had a rather longstanding crush on a co-worker which was expressed mostly through sarcasm and being annoying, I was quite immature.
It was approaching Christmas and to celebrate the occasion a day of activity had been planned, paint-balling in the morning and a works get together and drink from the afternoon into the evening. I had three weeks prior knowledge of this and spent the entire time terrorising my coworker with graphic details of how for the entire day my sole purpose was to ignore everyone else and shoot her in the butt, if she was on my team or not, my intentions were to just run around and continuously shoot her.
I would have likely done it once or twice, I really enjoyed annoying this girl, anyhow the day arrived and a few of us sneaked a few drinks on the way to the venue. I was not a big drinker and drinking in the morning hit me rather hard, I hid it well but felt disoriented.
We checked in and were soon let loose, the adrenaline of actually being there bought me around, 12 a side, the venue was huge and consisted of a wooded area and some abandoned buildings. I immediately started looking for her, I looked and I looked, no sign of her or anyone at all, I had gone to far into the woods away from the buildings so I stopped stalking like I was actually in a war turned around and started walking back.
My mind went from finding her to thinking about how cute she looked that day and realising I was still slightly yet uncomfortably drunk an….d…..
Literal white noise…I can’t even describe it, the world completely stopped I felt something so insane it was like an earthquake in my existence, I fell to my knees, my mind rushing trying to understand what was happening, through the haze, I realise I can see my coworker, waving at me, she was also on her knees, hiding in some bushes right in front of me.
I’m not quite sure how long that all took to happen and I don’t actually remember falling from my knees to the floor, but I certainly did and that’s exactly where I stayed until I was helped to the bus we arrived on where I sat with my head in my hands for the remainder of the day.
She basically shot me three times, two in the balls one in the dick. Everyone returned to the bus but no one said a word to me, I glanced in her direction once and felt my self going blood red in the face at the gleaming smile returning at me.
The bus dropped everyone into town, everyone got off the bus, dressed for town, dressed for bars, I limped off last, in an old hoody and combat trousers, covered in paint…
I didn’t join for a drink.