Hi Meredith,
I’m not usually one to write into a blog, though I’ve been a semi-frequent reader of yours over the years. I’m writing today because there is this great woman, “Kay,” I’ve known since my first day of college. She is drop-dead gorgeous and also has the sort of sparkling personality that catches your attention pretty quickly. Throughout many years of school (we were in a medical program) we became very close friends but never seemed to be single at the same time. One night, when we were briefly single, she even broached the subject of friends with benefits, but I said I didn’t like the idea because I don’t think I could do FWB without developing feelings for the person eventually (the discussion was in the abstract but it was clear to me where it would have gone).
We graduated and now live a plane trip away from each other. We have stayed in contact and I finally made a trip to visit her a few weeks ago. We had a grand time just talking about life and our hopes and dreams and how we both feel adrift at this point in our life even though we both have the satisfying jobs we want. We are both happy but want something more. We are both truly single, simultaneously, for the first time since we have met and over the course of my trip I started thinking that she may also have feelings for me too. She even suggested that we would share a bed, adding that “nothing sexual would happen.” I declined, thinking I wouldn’t be able to hold back from trying something, though in hindsight I’m wondering if she was doing it to just try and get me into bed with her without scaring me off. (Side question: How many people sleep with a person they are attracted to without any sexual thoughts going through their head?)
Luckily, it appears that she’ll be coming to New England in a few months. I am dying to tell her how I feel. I almost told her several times when I went to visit her but fear of losing her as a friend kept me from doing it.
After reflecting on it for a while, I don’t know if I can keep her as a friend knowing how strong my feelings are and how much stronger they became when I went to visit her. Every person I’ve talked to says I should just tell her. She’s even met my parents and they are completely baffled as to why I haven’t pursed her openly yet. So my problem is this: Why am I more petrified than a mosquito in amber? The bigger question is that I have no idea how to start the conversation with her. What do I say to start? I feel like if I could just get the first few lines out the right way everything will work out.
– Can’t Just Do It, New England
More petrified than a mosquito in amber? What an asshole this guy is, huh?
Although I should bash this dude I am actually going to be nice because it is Christmas time (yes, to me it is still Christmas time until January 1st). Anyways, you said her name was Kay? Well, this makes it a slam dunk question for me. All you have to do is travel down to Burlington and see Kay Jewelers. I already did the dirty work for you and found this beautiful previously owned clearance necklace and charm:
You’ll be getting your dick sucked in 2 minutes after this gift and she’ll be yours for life. It’s a $100 but you’re a doctor, indulge her.
PS – Isn’t everyone on the planet a plane trip away technically? For as smart as this asshole tries to be that might be one of the dumbest fucking lines I’ve ever heard.
PPS – Probably wondering how you are going to top that whale charm for your first anniversary gift. Don’t worry Bobo got ya:
Boom. Dolphin ring.
Unfortuantely for Dr. No-Sack I don’t give a shit what time of year it is.
This guy seriously needs to strap on his balls, and do something with his pathetic life, and excuse for a cock.
A grown ass man is too afraid to tell a woman he’s known his whole life wants to go three knuckles deep on her putrid dick hole?
the day I get paralyized by pussy is the day i cut myself deep, and just fade to black.
Seriously, you couldn’t find a bigger pussy anywhere in the world right now.
Petrified like a mosquitoe in amber? what was this the author’s clever attempt at hyperbole? or is his pussy really so big and wet from talking about his feeling ass these years that he just in all honesty – can’t help it?
I say fuck the necklace. He needs to go hard or he can go home. Its time to tell this bitch how your feeling, and why his dick isnt gonna suck itself.
come “Just can’t do it,” if you really wanna get a conversation going with this broad about being together: Try not being a such a pussy in the future.