Sun Stories – Athena – Sun Luvin’ Lady – Part 1

“What date is appropriate to have sex on?”

I wanted to say, “The one I take you on tonight.” But I didn’t.

I was working at the salon when I met Athena.  There was another Asian girl that worked at a local hospital that came in here that was very sweet. Her name was Jan. We took good care of her so she brought in her friend Athena the next time she came in.

Athena is a cute 24 year old Korean girl that works in fundraising at the same hospital. She’s an administrative assistant to the Medicine Department, and joined the Office of Institutional Advancement in 2015. She earned a Bachelor of Arts in strategic communication with a concentration in public relations from Temple University.

I immediately took a liking to Athena. She was very sweet and nice to talk to. She bought a 5 package of tans just to try it out.

The first time she came in she was wearing a baseball cap and a striped shirt and I think sweat pants. Just a your basic outfit. We take photos of all new clients for identification. I do this thing where if it’s a guy or the girl isn’t hot I just take the photo when they’re filling out the consent paperwork.  They’re normally not even looking at the camera and don’t even know we’re taking their picture.

But if the girl is cute, I’ll say “Look here.” and tap the camera and they always pose and smile. I just like the idea of making a cute girl stop and smile for my camera. Athena is cute, but we were busy and I just sort of half did it.

I chatted with her and Jan a little bit and talked about tanning. I think more Asian girls are doing it now. I kind of don’t know why. Asian women have lovely creamy colored skin to begin with.

The next time I saw Athena she came in with Jan they were all dressed up. Some time had passed and Athena was very tan and looked even more beautiful to me. She wore a black blouse with a pretty ornate necklace. Her skirt was black and white and very full. Like one of those kinds that would fan out if she twirled. The hemline was conservative and fell mid calf.

I complimented her on how pretty she looked and how gorgeous her tan was.  I told her how different she looked from the day she came in. I told her to come look at the photo of her on our system. She was like, “Oh my God I look so frumpy in that cap!”

“No you don’t. You were just being casual. Do you want to do a re-do?”

“Can I do that?”

“I only do that for the girls I think are pretty and that I like.”

“Take my picture!”

“We’ll call this the “After” photo.”

She giggles and smiles pretty for the camera and I tell her to hold still and snap the photo. I invite her around the counter to see it.

“Oh much better!. Thank you.”

“Why all dressed up tonight?”

“I’m going on a date.”

“Oh nice!” (jealous)

“Where did you meet him?”

“Tinder.”

“Oh cool.” (jealous)

“Yea, third date.”

“Oh so it must be going well. He must be nice.” (I hate this asshole)

“Yea. Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“What date is appropriate to have sex on?”

I wanted to say, “The one I take you on tonight.” But I didn’t.

“Well certainly not the third date! That’s a crazy myth. Sex should be a celebration between two people that love each other and want to celebrate that love by sharing their sole and most precious possession.” (Bold faced lie)

“Well women want it like men do.”

“You should wait. You should never just give it up too early. Christmas is awesome because you have to wait all year long for it, That’s why it’s so great when you’re a kid.”

“That’s funny!”

“You’re the woman. You have what a man wants. Make him work for it, be a gentleman, and give it time to see if you two are a good match before considering giving up your gold.”

“You’re right. I’ve had sex with guys on the second date and they never called me up again.”

(God, I wish I were on a second date with Athena right now.) I’m shocked she’s telling me all this and Summer is over at the counter listening to all of this thinking the chick is just an idiot. I’m just finding Athena more attractive now that she’s talking about her sexual desire.

Come on, I write a dating blog. I love this shit.

Athena is a Scorpio. Now I know that doesn’t mean much but I thought I’d add this for some added color.

What it’s Like to Date a Scorpio Woman:

Scorpio woman is very emotional, very demanding and very demonstrative. She is full of flair and intrigue, a fascinating woman that the strong A-type personality male will adore, for she presents the right amount of challenge with the right amount of rewards. The Scorpio woman is the ultimate seductive, flirtatious woman. She won’t give a man her heart very easily because she is weary of trusting another person. The man will have to go through a series of ‘mental testes’ in order for the relationship to get solid and close. She may not show it, but she wants a close committed relationship. Ion order for this, the man has to be trusted, has to be affectionate and never try to control her. She is very possessive but the Scorpio woman is so full of mystery, sensuality and passion that most men do not mind being possessed by her.

Scorpio Erogenous Zone:

The genitals are everybody’s erogenous zone but since the Scorpio is the most sexually charged of all zodiac signs, the genitals are extremely sensitive and will ignite a passionate fire that cannot be extinguished. Stroke and caress these areas lightly. There is no wrong way to stimulate this area, but be gentle.

Sex With Scorpio:

Sex with Scorpio is a total emotional and physical experience with passion and intensity. They have amazing stamina and can last all night long, round after round. Scorpio is the zodiac sign that is the most likely to act out a sexual fantasy. Most people will talk about it but the Scorpio will do it, they will fully throw themselves into the role. Do not suggest a fantasy to a Scorpio unless you plan to do it! Most Scorpios are direct and forceful and they seem to be an expert at what they do. They continue to seduce you even as the act continues. A thrilling experience not for the faint of heart!

Awesome, right?

So Athena and Jan leave and I realize that was Athena’s last tanning session. I may never see her again!

 

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Riley – Drunk Doll

This one happened quite a few years ago…

A friend worked as a sort of concierge in a big block of apartments and he’d become acquainted with a young woman who lived there. He said she’d be ideal for me to get to know, so he introduced us. She was pretty and friendly, and I liked her, and I asked if she wanted to go out for a drink or something sometime. She said okay,  and gave me her number.

Anyway, for some reason this ended up being a Sunday afternoon date. I don’t know why, there’s very little to do in Philly on a Sunday afternoon (in first date terms anyway) and it wasn’t really what I’d had in mind, but I went along with it. I picked her up, and she looked really nice, had obviously made an effort, and at first it was all great. Strawberry blonde, and blue eyes. Legs. Lovely. Twenty year old Nicole Kidman, hot. I mean…too young but I love youthful women.

We chatted about this and that as we were walking.  At one point she made some feeble joke about some houses we were passing, and started laughing a little too loudly about it. I just put it down to nerves – I was a bit nervous too, because I really didn’t want to blow it.

We found a pub that was open and went in for a drink. I’ve never been a very heavy drinker and I was driving, (bold faced-lie)  so I just had one beer. She had a beer as well, but knocked it back in about a third of the time it took me. Then she got herself another. And another. She seemed to be holding it pretty well, but I was a bit alarmed at the quantity she was putting away, and the overly loud, slightly hysterical laughter had returned. She very rapidly went from the slightly tipsy, flirty phase, through bold, to full on drunk in the space of about thirty minutes. And she was still drinking. It really loosened her tongue.

She told me that she was trying to recover from some sort of mental breakdown which was the result of having been in a dominant sexually kinky relationship with her ex-boyfriend. Well that changed the whole tone of the day as you can imagine. I gathered this had taken place about a year ago. She got more and more morose and angry recalling what had happened to her, and started crying and raving. I was totally out of my depth and didn’t know what to do. I was obviously very sympathetic, but at the same time she became increasingly unhinged and I wondered how the hell this was going to end. She started having a go at me, because I was male, and ‘all men are the same’, etc.

The pub closed at 3pm and so we went out into the street. She looked around wildly and spotted a package store. She marched right in there and came out with a 4-pack of ‘Special Brew’ – a very strong, cheap lager. She proceeded to rip into those. I had to take charge. I half-dragged, half-pushed her back to the car and made her get in. I couldn’t get the can off her, but I did manage to lose the remainder of the pack. By this time she was so drunk, she was actually a lot more pliable and losing the aggression; almost passing out.

Thankfully I managed to get her in the car and belted in before she became a total dead weight. I drove her straight back home – it was an interminably long trip – but through most of it she was asleep, or comatose. Just as we got to her place she woke up in a daze and vomited copiously all over the inside of my car.

I managed to get her to her feet, and again dragged her in a very unsteady walk into the lobby of the apartment building I hoped my friend would be on duty but it wasn’t him, it was someone else he did shifts with. I didn’t know him, but luckily he knew the girl. I told him the gist of it, and he helped me get her into the elevator and up to her apartment. We managed to get her to find her keys and open up, then we basically dumped her on her bed. I ran around looking for all the booze I could find – I think I found a bit but less than I was expecting, and we left her alone.

I felt very sorry for her, but needless to say I didn’t call her for a second date.

 

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Tales of Rock – Ozzy Osbourne Snorted What?

Ozzy Osbourne is one of the most controversial figures in the history of music. He has sold over 100 million albums and helped popularize the genre of heavy metal. Ozzy has been addicted to drugs for most of his life and experimented with a wide variety of substances. During his career, Osbourne has been involved with two separate incidents in which he bit the head of an animal. In 1981, after signing his first solo record deal, Osbourne bit the head off a dove. In 1982, he bit the head off a bat that he thought was plastic while performing in Des Moines, Iowa. After decapitating the bat Ozzy had to be treated for rabies.

In 1982, Ozzy Osbourne got drunk and urinated on a cenotaph erected in honor of those who died at the Alamo in Texas. He was arrested for the act and banned from the city of San Antonio for a decade. In 1984, Ozzy joined Mötley Crüe on the road and the tour has been called one of the “craziest drug- and alcohol-fueled tours in the history of rock and roll.” During their time in hotel rooms, Ozzy and Nikki Sixx of Mötley Crüe underwent a competition to see who could be the most extreme. After Sixx set himself on fire, Osbourne responded by snorting a line of ants off the pavement. After he snorted them up, some of the ants came out his mouth. The event was highlighted in a book written by Sharon Osbourne. Many accounts say that the ants were fire ants, but this is not confirmed.

 

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Faye – Pussy Control

“This was getting weird…”

Let me start by saying that I was really only looking to hook up. I had just been dumped by my girlfriend so I figured that online dating would be a reasonable option. I went on Tinder and had been talking to a girl for about two days before agreeing to meet her.

Faye had told me that she used online dating because she was suffering from depression and was on medication that made it hard for her to perform. (Dryness and non orgasmic) She decided that it was easier to meet men this way than to meet up in person and then have to explain when they started getting physical. She went on to tell me though that she “had a good feeling” about me and that I was “exciting” to her despite her medication. Okay. I was cool with this and decided to go over to her place to see if we really did have chemistry since we both seemed to be looking for the same thing (a hook-up).

When I got there, she was waiting for me in the living room and we started making out. I could tell that she was getting a little aroused but was having some issues and so when she said that she knew what would “help” and that it was in her bedroom…I willingly followed.

Walking in I couldn’t help but notice her bed…surrounded by cat condos.

Lots… of cat condos.

Some structured to be as tall as I was. I knew she had cats but I assumed she meant one or two and that they were just hiding when I came over. Nope. She had nine (or ten?). Which all came out from under the bed when we sat on it. And all went to their perches on the cat condos to watch us (after rubbing against her and being petted quickly). She then proceeded to start making out with me again. I was massively creeped out. I like cats (I’ve owned them in the past)…but having them watch me urinate freaks me out much less watching me have sex.

I excused myself openly admitting that this was too weird for me and left. She followed me and begged me to give her another chance and “help” her. I left. For the next few days she messaged me asking me to come over and saying that she had “made progress” with me.

I blocked her after receiving a photo of her nude, on the bed, surrounded by the cats.

 

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