Well, I first noticed girls as girls when I was around 14. I had my first date and kiss the same year. I tended to obsess about one girl at a time. Then, when I became 15, I petted a few girls whom I met at parties. At first, I felt terrible about taking advantage of them, but eventually I came to realize that I was doing what they wanted. I had been brainwashed into thinking that girls never cared about sex–that it was just a guy thing.
I can’t say that any of my romantic attempts showed any ability on my part to read signals that the girls gave. I just tried stuff and it seemed to work. I never aimed for really attractive girls and those I attracted seemed pleased with my behavior. During two years of high school I was at an all-boys school and finding a girlfriend was very difficult. I didn’t have a car at that time and meeting girls was limited mostly to parties given at the school. So, I never had a girlfriend during that time. Still, I managed to talk with girls at parties and neck some.
I switched school my senior year of high school. I don’t remember having many dates–mostly all I did was just riding in a car with buddies and listening to music and doing my varsity sport, which was swimming. I remember one time when one of the girl timers seemed to be staring at my trunks. I caught her eye and she blushed. I never followed that up by asking her out. Stupid me, I didn’t take that as a signal of her interest. She was dating another guy and I should have realized that she wanted to go out with me. Bottom line, I never had a girlfriend in high school.
On to Venezuela for a summer trip. I met a hottie and she invited me to go with her and some friends to the mountains. Turns out that they were communists. I had no clue. I got sent far away for a while by my parents to keep me safe.
I spent a semester working after high school and had my own place. I met a girl who wanted to move out of her parents’ house and get married. She wouldn’t do more than pet without marriage. Next.
On to college. I took to dancing and looked like I knew what I was doing. Some girls complimented me on my dancing. Did some more stupid, pointless petting–first time with a drunk girl. I felt really worthless after that. Got friend-zoned for the first time by another girl. It sucked and I moved on quickly.
Time for summer school. I found a summer job and managed to find free places to stay while I attended summer school. One of them was a girl’s room. More on that later.