Me: "I'll tell you what, we'll hang out tomorrow, and go do what we talked about, OK?"
She agrees.
The following day, while in the shower, I receive a text...
Bashful: "Are we still going out?"
Me: "Yeah sure, when do you wanna head out?"
Bashful: "Now is good."
Me: "OK, I'll be ready in a few."
Wait a second. Fuck dick bitch. I had forgot that I also planned to meet up with Puerto Rico and get free beer at McFadden?'s. I prepare to call off my plans with Bashful, but then I get a bright idea...
Me: "Hey, I forgot about my other plans, and I gotta be somewhere in a couple of hours. However, if you want, you can still come over, and we can hang out for awhile."
Basfhul: "Ok."
A few minutes later, she arrives. She's alone, so I know sex with me has at least crossed her mind. I'm watching Van Wilder, and she tells me that it's her favorite movie. Just the spark I needed to ignite the fire.
She tells me about how she has sexual thoughts while in class at school. I begin to associate school to Van Wilder to Me. Connection made...
Me: "So these thoughts in class, what're they about?"
Bashful: "I don't know...dirty ones."
It's NLP time...
Me: "Dirty as in a bad thing?"
Bashful: "Yes."
Me: "I wouldn't say that sexual thoughts are a bad thing. It's just your body trying to tell you what it wants, ya know?"
Bashful: "I know, but I'd never act on them. I'm just not that type of girl."