A Visit

So this past weekend, i was visited by a female friend i knew in Atlanta. We haven't seen each other in over a year and i was excited to see how we would respond to one another.
Back in college, i went to a school that had 70% guys, so let's just say that my eye for beauty was extremely blurred. This girl led to an array of conflicting feelings for me. She was cute, but i was never really physically attracted to her, but she did have an amazing character and personality. Due to her family's money, she gets to travel all over the world, she is involved in several charities and non for profit organizations, she is extremely smart and well read. She is a genuinely good person. But after all that i still wasn't attracted to her (believe me i tried).
So as i pick her up from the airport, i of course am glad to see her, but one of my first thoughts is "how do i ditch this girl and get me some titties!!!" I was looking around and starting at almost every girl i saw, thinking "why am i not hanging out with that chick?!?!?". It was rather frustrating.

this only continued Friday evening as we had 2 tickets to see Rent (very good musical btw, i highly recommend seeing it). Walking into the theater i was eying the crowd - every girl I saw was looking hotter to me than the girl i was with. She was wearing and elegant dress with this shawl/scarf thing, but all the other girl were showing skin and making me crave it. We sat down next to these two trashy dumb jersey girls. They were dumb (the kind that giggle at every sex joke/reference and utterance of the words "fuck", "shit"), their voices were awful (that sort of deep wannabe tough girl voice common in jersey girls), and they wore a shitload of makeup, still i wanted to fuck then right then and there, right through the pants. I knew that was the wrong thing to say because i was sitting next to a perfectly good, cute and smart girl, but i really couldn't help myself. After the show, i knew there was one thing that was gonna cheer me up - this girl was staying at the Gainsevoort Hotel, which means that me and my crew, as her friends, had "no waiting in line" type access to its rooftop club/lounge area. So then it was time to ball (which ill talk about in my next post)