(K) Movie Night

Movie Night. Janel is in Korea now for a few days, as her tourist visa expired. As she was getting ready to leave, she insisted that we get together beforehand on the offchance she got thrown into immigrant jail or something. So I told her she could come over and we'd watch a movie or something, but that I'd sleep on the couch since I had previously mentioned I only wanted to be friends, and I didn't want to encourage any hankey pankey. Right. So I go and pick her up at Kashiwa station and straight away, the only think I can see is this just fucking atrocious dress she's wearing. The kinda thing that has shoulderpads but no waist. So she's wearing this belt, but of course it's on her waist and not her hips, and she has absolutely no body mass, so this dress is just hanging off her bones basically, and it was this deep blue, and well, anyway, it was ridiculous. Like there was occasion to wear a dress in the first place, but I really hope it wasn't an attempt to impress me. If so, I really hope she's removed that dress from her choice list for those occasions. The only thing it impressed upon me was her complete inability to dress herself appropriately. I'm amazed I don't tie her shoes.

She cooked dinner, which, despite her protests to the contrary, I thanked her for at least 12 times, and which, despite my comments to the contrary, was bland and mostly flavorless. But I did appreciate the gesture. And that by that time she had changed out of that dress. She made some kind of breaded chicken. Needed salt. We of course had wine. So of course there was sexual tension.

For those of you who haven't experienced this, or who lack perspective because of a difference in genetalia, I'll explain something that may or may not be unique to me and my genitals/brain combo. Guys can say no to sex. I can. I have. BUT, if you put your vagina on top of my crotch and rub yourself around, eventually the programming is going to kick in and something's gonna happen based on instinct alone. Now, one could argue if I didn't really want it I'd have removed her, and I did a few times, but this girl is more persistent than my cat, both redheads by the way. So anyway, after some closed lip kisses and grinding, her pants came off and we started to have sex. In one a rare fleeting moment of lucidity mid coitus (rare because I think I'm the only guy that would ever do this) I pulled out and told her I couldn't continue, cause it wasn't what I wanted. Clearly she disagreed with that.

So then the talk started, about how it's obvious I like her and why would I do that if I didn't want it, and I gave her the short explanation, which she hates. My dick and my brain are allowed to disagree.

We decided to watch our movie, Kung Fu Hustle, out in the living room. Janel just couldn't stand it, and was bored. She asked me to rub her back. At this point, I was admittedly horny from having started to have sex earlier, and I told her I would if she gave me a blowjob. So she did. I didn't really rub her back so much. After the movie I wanted to go to bed, but she didn't, she wanted hers. I told her no, she got pissy, I told her no, she got whiney, I told her no, she cried a little, I told her no, she got mad and I snapped. It was 2am at that point and I wanted to go to sleep. I stood up and told her I didn't have to put up with that shit, not in my house not in my room and that I was gonna go sleep in the other room. She got a little better. Neither of us slept. I never made it to the other room.

The next morning, she played with my morning wood and tried to get me to fool around with her, which I didn't. I just kinda layed there and let her touch me but nothing too heavy. Lots of closed lip kisses. Who doesn't figure out their attention isn't wanted when you try to kiss someone and they closed lip kiss you and turn their head away? Who keeps trying? For a LONG time? Ugh.

Eventually I escorted her back to the station and it was finished. Not a lot of movie involved in that story, you say? So do I. I never called it a movie night, I told her she could come over for dinner and a movie. She thought movie night. Sorry for the confusion.