Why do we guys marry nice girls, but have the fondest memories of the naughty ones?
I know I shouldn't admit directly to that, but it's the honest-to-God truth. Sin has once again stared me directly in the eyes, and I've blinked. Again.
It happened a little earlier today. I had to go to a business meeting, one of those mixer type deals where a bunch of companies send a bunch of people to drink a bunch of alcohol and talk. The Chamber of Commerce typically calls such gatherings "Business After Hours." When I was a young man we called them parties, and saw them as excellent opportunities to drink liquor and eyeball women. Apparently my enlightened business cohorts still see them the same way, cause a lot of both things were going on at today's meeting.
When I arrived, I decided to sip on some mineral water and watch what transpired. Let me tell you, it was interesting. I saw a manager for a bank toss down three rum and cokes in about fifteen minutes, then spend a considerable amount of time trying to recall the words to the classic rock 'n' roll tune, "My Ding-A-Ling." He butchered the lyrics, but the ones he came up with were actually better than the song's original ones. When he began singing his version out loud, I figured it was time to case out another part of the room. I proceeded to slip over to the other side, and then "it" happened.
"It" was running into Sally Jean, a girl I knew when I was about nineteen or twenty, which means I last saw her around twenty-five years ago. Sally Jean has become a Marketing Director for a company in these parts, and has changed a great deal from when I last saw her. To be honest, I didn't even recognize her, but she sure recognized me. She walked right up to me, said, "ED WILLIAMS" real loud, and then hugged me like a possessed woman. Everyone in our general vicinity looked over at us and stared.
Normally, that would've embarrassed me, but Sally was sexy as all get out, with her highly stylish dress and nicely quaffed hair, so my focus centered a lot more on how good that hug felt than it did any potential embarrassment I might be experiencing. After our hug, she pulled back and said, "It's been such a long time, Ed."
I know this is awful, but I just couldn't remember her. I almost panicked, cause I knew if she picked up on that it'd probably rule out any chance I'd have of getting another hug before she left. Fortunately, she jogged my memory when she smiled and asked, "Got any Windex in your car?"
Then it hit me - Sally Jean Stewart, a girl I'd gone out with when I attended Gordon College back in the seventies! I'd taken Sally out on our first and only date over to a drive-in in Macon. Back then I'd keep a rag and some Windex in the trunk of my car to use to clean off the windshield before the movie started. Honestly, I didn't go to drive-ins to watch the movies, but girls seemed to like it when I'd get out and swab off the windshield. Sally Jean was different - when I tried to get out and mop off the windshield for her, she whispered, "Ed honey, we both know we're not gonna watch this movie." And with that, we proceeded to fog up the inside of my car's windows so thickly that an ice scraper couldn't have cut through it. She was wild, and as the memory of that night passed through my mind, my smile grew larger and larger. I returned back to reality when Sally said,
"Ed, I can't stay. I'm late for another meeting. Only one thing I regret, honey."
"What's that?" I asked.
"That we didn't get to go out again. I left school right after I met you cause I got married."
"You got married right after we went out?"
"Yes. I was engaged and knew I shouldn't see you, but you were cute, and I decided to forget what I should do and do what I wanted to do."
She then gave me a kiss on the cheek, and left. I sure hated to see her go. And, as I finish typing out these words, those naughty girls seem to be occupying an even more hallowed place in my mind...
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Oh those thoughts of what might have been..
They can be sweet and torture you all at the same time, Heather!
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Who says a woman can't be both? :-)
Ellen, sometimes they are, but workin' a third category into an article like this would've been too hard to write!
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LOL
aaaah...memories. Aren't you glad you finally remembered her?
I agree with Ellen. Men can be both good and bad, why can't women?
Cause it's more fun if they're just bad?
Saintly yours,
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Not necessarily...its not just black and white...I think a mixture of both would is the best...enough good so I don't rot in hell...enough bad to keep things really interesting and fun....but that's just me. (i didn't do the italics on purpose..i pushed some button)
Bethie
what could have been, sometimes is better as "could have" instead of did.
I can't talk for other woman, but, I liked the bad boys, but glad I married a good boy.
Well, we can shine up good sometimes, and we're great at parties!
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I consider this some kind of karmic encounter. What? No phone number or e-mail address?
Now, now Vincent, you know I can't publicly spit that info out!
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it's the thrill of it all that drives us.
Robertson, you're right, that and a coupla other things that I can't say out loud here.....
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Did someone say naughty? =D
Men like naughty girls as much as girls like the bad boys~
But one's naughty girl is another man's wife ;)
Women are multilayered confections~kind of like a baklavah~layer upon layer of honey and nuts and sweet flaky dough~ ;)
It's WHO they choose to be naughty with that really matters~ ;)
You just simply GOT IT LIKE THAT~ ;)
Selene, you couldn't be more right, you're point on!
Again, I love your avatar, it friggin' rocks!
Double smoochies to my favorite Gather writer,
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Selene ~ Very well put!!!!! I agree!!!!
Thank you for posting to GutterGirls~
Thank you for having me!
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*no comment* =D
C'mon, you know you want to!
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nope~you didn't flag it~ ;)
therefore I'll leave my inappropriate and naughty comment to your imagination~let's just stay it involved cherry stems and a special talent =D
You realize I now idolize you.........
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WORSHIP =D *giggles*
Okay, okay, I'll admit it, but only out loud!
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What the heck? You have 103 views, 25 comments and only 4 votes? One of them was mine by the way and as always a 10, because you are that kinda guy.
Darlin', I'm just proud to get the views, anything else is gravy.....
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the comments are fun too, and people should vote.
Hey I'm trying to be your cheerleader here....work with me!!!! Don't men have naughty cheerleader fantasies? I never was one so I don't know about that (I couldn't get off the ground because of....wait, that was last week's post)
Bethie
If you do nekkid cheerleadering for Ed~I'll do it too~but you have to take it off first cuz I'm shy~ =)
*ok~everyone can stop laughing now*
Damn, let me get a drink and pull up a chair......
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Somehow, I don't picture the words "Selene" and "shy" in the same sentence.
But, if it will get him votes, I'm in! We need background music, and tequila...it does make my clothes come off.
Pick a song, Ed.
It has to be, "One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer'.....
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Of course it does ~ GREAT song. Now, the place...is this just for the 3 of us, or will this be a spectator sport?
an audience does vanity quite good~okay~ I took my top off~next move is your's Mistress Elizabeth =D
Darn, I'm only wearing a nightgown....let me go get stillettos so I have more to take off.
The nightgown is gone. All I have left are the stilettos and the clip in my hair.
Ed, are you watching this?
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, did someone ask me a question?
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Selene...I believe its your move.
*slips out of hip huggers* oopsies, the boyshorts came off with the jeans~I don't wear a bra because I'm so perky~so the only thing I'm wearing is a grin =D
The hair clip is gone...my wild red hair is all over the place. All I have left are the stilettos and diamond studs in my ears.
turning on my vibrating tongue post for effect =D
*um Ed flag it cough cough flag it cough cough*
I don't have a tongue post...guess I'll just have to ad lib....I can eat a popsicle and not spill one drip.
**she's right...you better flag this, you'll get in trouble""
o~hunny I see a little drop of popsickle syrup that escaped the inside of your cherry mouth~here let Purrr help you with that =D
Thank you....oh...dripped another one, down further, landing on one of his favourite places....let's let him get that one.
ohhhhh Eddie. . . .COME out COME out wherever you are. . . .Mistress Elizabeth requires your services =D
Sorry darlin', I was moving some portable air conditioning units into my room.....
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Too late! Purr took care of it...too slow, you bl....(nope that WILL get you flagged).
I got the magik t****e I can go for hours from the cremesickle, pospsickle, lollipop tower~ =D
Ok Ed, I will ask you a bit of a naughty question; but keep my language nice :-) Since we just connected, I'm not positive if you're married or not; but if you are: if your wife would've given the ok, would you have gotten busy with her again? or at least been tempted? :-)
Ellen darlin', what wife would give her hubby the okay in a situation like that? If she's out there, I wish she'd come forward here, because she'd be a very rare animal......
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There's more of them out there than you think :-)
Ellen, don't make me blush and get all tingly all at the same time!
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I think you ladies want to get me in a bunch of trouble today!
Double smoochies to you all for the wickedness,
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Care to take bets on what time we'll get you flagged?
um probably in like 30 seconds =D
OMG ,Ed ! I love your posts ,but the comments from Selene and Bethie and Ellen have driven me to a cold shower !!! : p
I'm going to need a cold shower after this :) Now, where did he go?
*snickers* no comment
Up to 6 votes? We go to all this trouble for him, HE disappears...and it only brought 2 more votes. We must be losing our touch, Selene.
Phil, a guy tries to write a nostalgic story, and here's what happens!
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Nostalgia? Is that what you were aiming for? PBBTTHHTTT (that's a raspberry) You love it and you know it :D
Seriously, I love what you write. You love women, each and every one of us, you make us all feel special. The one who has your heart is a very lucky one indeed.
=D yeah~what Mistress Elizabeth said~
Of all the posters here who put words to print about women/females--you Ed are delicate and write with a softness of expression for women in commentary. That trait exhibits respect. Thanks! We all know that "Men" are never bad or viewed with the same subjectivity--as sex objects...or are they???
God Johnice, I've wanted to be a sex object all my life, is it a job one applies for or do you have to grow into the role?
Great seeing you here as always,
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No Ed. I do not think one can apply for a job as a sex object I think that some folk arrive at that point or post by accident.
In my youth my toes were too frequently curled and I thank God for the experience. I do not know how ‘good’ the guys I loved were but this woman has no regrets of those experiences--with love I committed and with love we recall. Today my toes can curl in memory--again Thank God!
"When I'm good I'm very good, but when I'm bad I'm better!"
I know, darlin', why do you think you're one of my favorite people on Gather?
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I can be very bad~
God, I want to say so many things in response to this....
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I remember a couple of girls like that.Lets see. Audry was one. And Debbie was the other. And Margie .You did stir up some memories. People wonder why I like the past. Margie in a sheet. I was lucky to knock on her door.lol. Thanks Ed.
Howard, the pleasure is all mine, thanks for dropping by and reading my stuff today!
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Wow!! Great article Ed! I agree with the others, there are women who are good and bad. Most the time I'm good. But then there are other times that I am very bad. Believe it or not, those are times I remember too.
Christine, my path is pretty well set - I'm a destined for life bad boy, but I always appreciate classy, good friends like you!
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I can be bad, too, but only with my hubby! LOL
Nothing wrong with that at all, Janie, he's a lucky man!
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I'm the lucky one, Ed!! Thanks!
I think guys like the bad girls the way some of us are attracted to the bad boys. I dated a coupld of bad boys before I married a nice guy.
Renee, seems like lots of people do that - and thanks for your comments, you always have good ones to offer!
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Love those deja vu encounters!
They are the mega-cooleth, GayLynn!
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Great post, Ed. The comments are flying on this one. That shy Selene is really coming out of her shell these days. ;-)
Janell, Selene is being a bit subdued, but we'll bring her out of her shell in time, I think.......
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What you don't like nice Jewish girls? I know when I am not wanted, I will just leave then.
Darlin', darlin', darlin', we both know that's a lie....
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Works both ways I can remember many of bad boys I shouldn't have been going round with, then I married a good ole' southern boy. Wow how did that happen he married a bad girl and I married a good boy ;)
Sounds like a perfect match, darlin'!
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Okay, now I'm remembering my 'naughty' days. Of course... I'm so much happier now that I've made a turn around. I think that Nichole has about the right of it, though. Opposites attract when it comes to serious relationships. But, really I would much rather a reformed bad boy, because there are certain things I would know would always remain private... and never be boring!
Kimberli, you couldn't be boring if you tried, pretty lady!
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Shhhh, I don't like that side of me well know... okay? Haha, I think even the craziest person out there would turn cherry red over some of the things I have done! Yikes, so being a 'good girl' now, is more of a 'compared to then' statement. Hehe.
Hmmmm, now why can I so totally related to that concept?
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Well, I don't know... then again, do I really want to? Haha.
Smoochies,
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I enjoyed reading your story...
.....and what about the nice and naughty ones?
Smoochies,
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could ya?
should ya?
would ya?
great story
thank you for posting to ~9911~ goal getters
Smoochies,
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