@rentedbythehour first off, great handle. I'm a big fan of dark humor. History has built it into the blood of us Hebrews, also haggling and of course I can appreciate the marbling on a perfect corned beef, but that's neither here nor there. Yes, I'm a native of that very same Lowell. It was a shithole when I was growing up. We are human too, so we had a town we looked down on too and that town was called Lawrence. People come from out of state to buy drugs in Lowell, but those in the know travel from Lowell to Lawrence for even better, cheaper drugs.
Massachusetts is a feudal society at heart. The lords of the manor reside in the city of Boston, Cambridge, Brookline etc. They are well-educated, generally white and (outwardly) dedicated to positive social change. Outside of these nice areas, most of Massachusetts is pretty poor, especially the smaller urban areas directly outside the city like Lowell, Brockton, Brighton etc. Lawrence is rssentially a Dominican ghetto. When you would go there to buy drugs, you knew that just being identified as a white person triggered immediate suspicion from the police. Anyway, I live in Burlington, VT right now, which is a shit hole of a different flavor, but still a shithole. It's previous hippie culture which I loved has given way to materialistic interpretations of hippy fashion and ideals from wealthy white people who are too disgusted by the homeless to even look at them. Ideas of "love everyone" are non-existent. It's honestly disgusting in my opinion, the hypocrisy.
This thread made me think of some more stories.
There was one time where I was with this girl who I went out with only a few times. The relationship took a turn when I nodded off in her bedroom for 2-3 hours straight. Women, am I right? Do you want us to bleed for you? Is you concept of the perfect man so obtuse? Anyway, we had sex a few times. In one instance, I was in that sweet spot of very high on Opioids but still able to get erect. It's really the best situation, as you appear to have superhuman stamina.
Well, we'd been having sex in all of the typical positions and some not-so-typical for at least a couple of hours. At that point I was getting winded and I'm sure we were probably both chafing pretty hard. That's when I said, "alright, time to put a period on this" and then realized it was impossible for me to actually cum.
I was standing there, mid-coitus considering my options. I thought it would sour a great night by telling her I couldn't cum. I made the decision to pretend like I was cumming and call it a night. I'm pretty sure the rhythm, momentum and everything else was so far off from normal that it didn't work. I let out a strange groan before then just stopping pretty abruptly. She immediately was like "did you cum?" and I responded "I thought i did, but maybe I didn't" or something equally stupid. We both then stared at each other in weird silence for a few seconds before I tried to change the subject. I consider ed playing it off as some kind of out of season April Fool's Joke or TikTok prank, but I wasn't fast enough on my feet.
The lesson in all of this is that, if you're gonna act, you need to really sell it.
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