Here I am, 20 years old now, and still have not done anything more than kiss a girl. I'm not a bad looking guy, My eyes are kind of a nice brown color, My hair is red and I keep it short, not styled like most of the popular guys, and yeah I wear glasses, but I don't have a bad build.
I DO go to the gym a lot, and I have the chest and arms to prove it, even have a semi six pack going on now! Girls can't ever seem to like a shorter guy Yup, 5'5" and hating every inch of it. I have tried everything, being the funny guy, the nice guy, even tried being the giant as No matter what I do, my relationship status on Facebook always seems to read "single" and that's without everyone knowing my big secret.
You heard it here, I actually get even more strange. When I was younger I called it "my feet thing" I always found myself looking at girl's feet. If I am being honest it started with my very own sister I will get to HER in a bit you know, just when she would walk around the house barefoot or we would swim in the pool or something, well let just say, I noticed. I would just stop and stair when she would take her socks off and the like, and well, it just developed over the years, I now know it's called a "foot fetish" and I have turned into the guy that when any girl is barefoot and bends down or drops on her knees, Its not her butt I am looking at, but the soft soles of her feet.
I have no idea where it comes from, but I have just decided to get over it and enjoy it. Once I hit High school, I was in heaven in the warmer weather.
Every other girl wearing Flip-flops and flats, dangling them or just completely taking them off under their desks! How no one has figured this out yet I have no idea, but I think it adds to my failures with girls. You can't just walk up to her and be like "Hi nice weather we are having, I would really like to suck on your toes.
What do ya' think? A fact that my oh-so-loving sister loves to point out from time to time "Man bro, a dry spell is supposed to be AFTER you have sex at least once.
I am going out tonight! Because he is lame and can't land a date! Well if you know the math of genes and siblings, you will know that they are similar most of the time and as you can possible tell, our family's genetics make much better girls then guys. Her brown eyes are the same as mine, but her slightly wavy curtains of dark red hair bring them out more than mine, as well as her eyes being a bit bigger than mine, well you can say she has a great pouty face.
She mostly wears contacts but does have a thick framed set of librarian glasses she dons from time to time. He does not seem to need the gym like I do but has such a small frame anyways it looks good on her I will say, and of course, being short is much more excepted for girls, so her being 5"2' only helps with her overall cute and innocent feel.
As I mentioned however, she is pretty much an 18 year old brat. She, unlike me, does in fact go on dates a lot, and drinks even though she is under age. I'm not going to ask her but I am pretty sure she has had sex with a few of the guys she has gone out with too. So you could say she has figured out the whole social interaction with the opposite sex thing pretty well.
Her being good looking as well as popular does have its perks though. She has a rather large group of friends, many of whom have come over the house to hang out as well as sleep over. Fortunately for me, many of these girls are stupidly attractive. And what normally comes with attractive girls?
Our house is pretty big owing to the fact that both of my parents work and have high paying jobs, and even better, most of the house is carpet flooring. So the moment the girls show up, off come the shoes, and normally, off come the socks. So I have had both the pleasure and curse, of usually four or so at a time, teenaged hotties running around my house showing off their just painted nails and soft looking soles. My sister is not all bad I should add, I mean she does include me in some of the stuff the girls get into around the house, she even convinced Amy to be my first kiss when she found out I turned 18 without ever kissing a girl.
More of took pity on me I guess. But I have become sort of friends with some of her closer friends that come around the house more often than others. Mostly because they like to play childish games like tag and stuff around the house, you know, games that are more fun when you make your loser brother be IT first. Well, every day Is a new day right?
I like to think so, I am turning 21 today, and I have decided to go a little nuts. It took over 3 months of convincing, but my very strict parents have decided then they will not disown me or kick me out of the house when I go and get my first tattoo! My dad is even going to take me out for a drink after, something I have never done before, should be fun right? My back is smarting like crazy, my wallet is empty and after only three beers I am ashamed to say I can feel the "buzz" pretty strong.
My dad had laughed at me a bit when he has to cover some of the cost, like dollars was no big deal. I sigh, 'must be nice' and I walk over to the shoe mat. A quick count tells me that we have guests, three of them in fact. First in the line are my sister's black flats, with white and black stripped insides, well warn, he feet always smell a bit after she has those on all day. Next to her flats are a girl named Kelly's green flip-flops. They are much bigger then my sisters little flats, Kelly is kind of a hyper girl, 18 like my sister and bit of a spas sometimes, and she has had those flip-flops forever, like two years or something.
It shows in the deep outline of her feet worn into the sole of each sandal. She is the; very short jean skirt and a too big shirt kind of girl. Her dirty blond hair always is a crazy bun or ponytail. She was about 5'9" with great legs with a fake but nice tan. She also has green eyes that can make a guy walk off a cliff if he locks eyes with them.
Yet another pair of flip-flops sit next to those, white this time, and even bigger then Kelly's. Style incarnate, 19 years old, Erica is the kind of girl who always has the next brand or phone or whatever it may be, about 3 week before it even comes out.
Wearing crazy designer boots in the winter, she makes up for it by wearing brand new sandals or flip-flops about every month in the summer. She does this to show off the very fancy pedicures she must get weekly. She's a huge flirt, even to me sometimes, but she in particular is WAY out of my league, 5'10" and the Italian model in every way, the dark eyes and hair, the soft lips and legs, her feet are big, but they fit her well, and they look as though she uses lotion every day or something to get them looking that kind of soft.
The last set of shoes are the same size as my sisters, a pair of well-worn converse. My heart gives a nervosa kind of jump. She has not been to the house in about half a year, something about a big family get together was the last I had heard.
She and my sister were about the same size and dressed similar, a kind of punk rocker skateboarder kind of thing. She has light blue eyes and dark black hair that comes down strait, often covering one side of her face a little.
It fits became she is often pretty shy, odd seeing as she is the oldest of the group at I have only ever seen her feet when we go swimming, her feet are very pale and she had chipped paint black usually on her toes. Mostly all I get to see are her mismatched colored socks that always seem to coincidently match her color scheme of her outfit that day.
Tonight might not be the best night though, after drinking a little and how bad my back hurts right now I walk up the stairs and can figure out right away that they are in the den on the second floor. Kind of annoying, as I will both have to walk right past the den door to get to my room, and have to listen to their music and giggling all night through the wall of my room.
I walk toward my room, and grit my teeth as I pass by the den. I really should have known better the to hope. I turn and look into the room, my heart does two flips this time. The girls are sitting around on the floor instead of the sofa, and they are painting each other's toenails! What's more, Amy is the one who currently has one of her feet, pale and bare for once, propped up on Kelly's knee with half a coat of fresh dark purple polish on it.
She gives me a sort of shy awkward smile as a way of greeting. Kelly as the polar opposite grins and waves vigorously. The only part of Erica I can see are those beautiful tan legs leading down to her smooth perfect feet. Her toes are being held apart by foam to dry the dark red polish.
From this angle, so much of her legs are visible she could easily pass of naked with a little imagination. Even though I cannot see Kelly's toes, she is sitting crisscross and I have a perfect view of the sole of one of her feet. All this at once must have stunned me a bit because I do not even look at Maddison until she flicks me on the cheek. Her hair is in a stylish sort of side ponytail. Her frowns are still annoyingly cute and she has a very hard time being intimidating. Not to mention as my sister she knows my gym schedule, and therefore knows I could bench press her if I ever found a wayward reason to do so.
Two at the most? The girls in the room give a giggle to that and I struggle to defend myself. I was not driving so I had like 5 I think. More giggling from the room. Nice bro, your halfway to what your pound little sister can drink! I can tell I am blushing, but I try my best to play it off. Maddison seems to have had other plans however. The parents are out and we have a bottle here!
This would be all normal days' work, but today there was a stabbing pain when she pushes me. I can't help it, I yelp! The girls all give surprised looks at me. I can see Erica now; she has on a pair of baggy yet quite short shorts. He Long beautiful legs looking bronzed in the light of the tv in the room.