Question for the Casanova: what do you know about Belgian chicks?
I actually have a history with a Belgian girl back in High School. The second High School, the one in Rhode Island. Well, she was actually born in Bulgaria, but grew up in Belgium before coming to United States.
I finished High School in a Catholic School, but when I moved to the States indefinitely I started again from half of the Junior year. So technically I have two High School diplomas, LOL!
I did it to polish my English that was terrible, and I managed to go to two extra Proms because of that, including Junior Prom. So because I was in an ESL class I became really good friends with her because she was in the same class.
Initially I didn't make a move on her. I was pretty much in the friendzone. However in my High School I was the only person from Latin America, and that made me stand out.
All the girls wanted to try the foreign student, and that student was me, so I was very lucky getting asked for dates left and right.
I didn't even drive, so they would pick me up, use me, abuse me, and drop me off again. They literally made me feel like a prostitute, and then they will go on and tell their friends so the story would repeat.
In fact, one of those girls just died last year of breast cancer, she was so young, and she was a great person, it was hard for me to see her go, and it made me remember we can go at any time. I already lost classmates from my other school too.
Well, the thing is that while I was doing all these girls I was friends with this Belgian girl. She would see me go out with all the girls, and I would tell her my adventures. In fact, I went to both Proms with different people, even though she was in the same limo both times.
Looking back she was the most beautiful girl in High School, she looked like a fashion model, long legs, long dirty blonde hair, beautiful face, slim body, she had everything. I didn't think much of it back then because all the other girls I was dating.
They were all young back then, so they all looked amazing, but looking back she was definitely on a league of her own, which is something I certainly didn't notice back then.
One of our last High School tours was to visit Six Flags, the one in Massachusetts. This was right at the end when we were graduating. I wasn't dating anyone at the moment, so I spend the whole day with her as friends.
Nothing happened, I didn't make a move because back then I simply wasn't making moves, and she knew that. So on the way back we were sitting together on the bus, and suddenly she grabbed my hand.
In my mind I found that strange because she never did that before, but she kept it the whole trip back home, and somehow I got a massive hard on, it was crazy, it didn't go away, and that's when I knew I wanted her a lot more than I initially thought. Plus she was wearing these tiny shorts the whole time, it made it worse.
A month passed by, we graduated, and we would talk because it was our last summer before college. Lucky me, my family was going on vacation to spend a few weeks on Virginia, but I didn't want to go so I could stay with the house for myself.
When that happened the first thing I did is ask her to come over, that I wanted to watch a funny movie with her. So I went and rent this Steve Carell movie called The 40-Year-Old Virgin which is basically just asking for it.
She came over and while we were watching the movie I noticed she kept looking at me with that sexy way of looking she has, almost smiling with her eyes. I immediately knew she wanted to do something because that's what all girls were doing back then, and that she was more interested in me than in the movie.
And truthfully I was also more interested in her than in the movie as well, I didn't have moves back then, but one thing I would always do is touch them in between their thighs, and move my hand up. Well, that's exactly what I did with her, and one thing led to another we end up having sex too.
Back then I had this problem that I can go for hours without finishing, and I always blame the latex for it, so we spend the whole afternoon until I was done. I'm pretty sure she was done many times in the process too.
Luckily the vacation was just starting, so she actually end up staying over many times during the two weeks. We knew it was going to be our last opportunity to be like that, so we talked about it, and we decided to just enjoy it for what it was.
Years later, I still have her on Facebook, but we don't really talk anymore. I notice she travels a lot, and that she has been dating an Asian guy for years. She still looks beautiful though.
