Backstory: Although Meetup.com certainly has its share of problems, it was a good way for me to get myself back into the meatspace after healing from a couple relationships where I allowed myself to get too soft. Although I used the service as I believe it was intended (to ease oneself back into socializing). I've pulled away from the Meetup crowd almost altogether as I rebuilt social circles over the last couple of years.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s great for getting out and meeting people, but at least for the mid market city I live in, it tends to develop its own type of crowd. People use it for their only means of social interaction, and it can get overrun by those who are otherwise great people if not socially awkward to a fault. As one might imagine being part of a group with socially ignorant men and lonely women; I blazed a trail of drama, dropped panties and jaded women.
One of which was a petite mousy young girl who literally made her own clothes. She was fundamentally religious and, on the couple times she hung out with the group, wore long baggy dresses that covered her from ankle to neck. Hair in a bun, basically the entire don’t waste your time outfit in full fig.
One night I hosted a party at my house to watch a college football game. Once most of the group left a few of us were talking about where we were going to get a few drinks. I noticed the little church girl still sitting on my sofa and while not exactly staring at us, she was definitely watching with keen interest. I, being the ever vigilant bro I am, asked her if she wanted to come along. I figured to get a drink or two in her and get her close to this super shy guy that was with us. Believe me, I had already sized her up and she definitely wanted to learn to cut loose a little. She would always make awkward jokes about getting drunk, dancing on tables and what not.
Anyway, she popped up and said yes when I asked then wanted to ride with someone else because she planned to get drunk (which she never did; barely even sipping the drink I made one of our group dudes by for her). We all get back to my place a couple hours later and everyone goes their separate ways but she doesn't leave. She just sits back on my sofa and pulls her hair out of the bun. I figured she had a nice cute body under her horrible clothes and even pre-TRP I knew when a woman wanted the D. I sat next to her and asked if she knew what she was asking of me. She looked me straight in the eyes and said; please.
No lie; to this day she is still the least amount of effort I’ve had to use to get a thin girl into bed. She was very awkward and inexperienced, but I was right about the great body and she had a very feminine beauty once out of her homespun clothing. She cried a little during and a lot afterwards, but she came back around for second and third helpings over the course of the following month or so. She never asked for anything but sex, which admittedly confused the shit out of me at the time.
Fast forward to last night: I still attend Meetup functions every once and a while. I’ve got a couple friends that still go a lot and they also cycle in new people pretty regularly. It isn’t uncommon to see and socialize with women I’ve had sex with, meet their current boyfriends, and even husbands in some instances. They usually try to ignore me and I don’t really press the issue. A few made the transition back to being friendly with me, but it isn’t the norm. Anyway, seeing this gal out at a dinner gathering was nothing new so I just played everything like I usually do. I introduced myself to the new faces at the table and the guy she was with shook my hand and told me his name. I was of course very cool with the dude, but I sat at the opposite end of the long table (about 12 people were there) and start engaging with the new people.
A little bit later after our food was served I could hear the other end of the table get on the conversation of sex. These lonely women will almost always get the conversation moving towards sex. I like sex, so I listen in. Boring details aside, it turns out the guy with the little church girl freak is her fiancé. He goes on to say that they are waiting for marriage because he respects her decision to save her virginity for marriage.
Had I been eating at the time I would have choked. Knowing all that I know about the nature of women helped mitigate the shock of seeing it play out right before my eyes. I didn’t react, but only barely. I made a few underhanded comments about how I would never wait even a week. Mainly to redirect drama back to a climate that I’m comfortable with, everyone shaming me.
I know I shouldn't be surprised, but I swear… Seeing women in their primal state is almost enough to put me completely off of them.