Love 101.Lesson 5: Clothes make the man.
"Just take a deep breath in...ok.now breath out", Vince, my improvised breathing coach, instructs me. I do as he says. I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off since the moment I came home. Mia, truly insensitive to how big of a deal this is to me, just told me to chill out. Vince grabs me by the shoulders, and sits me down on my bed. I began cracking my knuckles, a nervous habit.
"Ok, everything's gonna be fine, man..just calm down. First, what are you gonna wear?", he takes a look around. He knows me well, but I haven't even decided yet. Yes, men act like girls, when it comes to dates they stress about. It's Letty, and I want everything to be perfect.
"I don't even know yet...I was thinking, a nice neutral colored shirt, some linen pants..", I ponder, unaware of how feminine or conversation is sounding.
"Yeah, that sounds good, but you really should wear something a little tight...show of your arms, you know, chicks love that", he nods contemplatively. I also nod in recognition. He IS right. I walk over and pull a pair of khaki cargos out of the closet. I also pull out a white, sleeveless shirt, and place both of them up to my body, for Vince's approval. He breaks into a wide cheesy grin.
"Yeah, that's gonna look hott!", he gives me two thumbs up. Well, at least that's one less thing to worry about.
"Ok, now go make yourself smell better", he winces. I send him a cold glare before, walking to the bathroom, and he laughs at me. I shower, taking my time. The hot water is soothing, kneading my tense muscles. My mind wonders to Letty. I wonder if she's taking a shower right now. I'd kill to be a soapy bubble, skiing down the slopes of her warm body. I close my eyes and lay my forward on the tile, the water letting the water hit my neck and run down my back. I can feel my throbbing erection, begging for relief. I shrug and give in. I might as well, so as not to embarrass my self later. I can just see the tent pitching every time she stretched. I reach my release and finish bathing quickly. I brush my teeth and shave carefully. I walk back into my room and Vince's back is facing me.
"Ok, so you're gonna look good..put on your clothes while I think of a pep talk", he paces facing away from me while I slip on my clothes.
"Wait!", hey yells suddenly, causing me to stop and almost fall.
"What!?"
"Don't put on any underwear"
"What?.Why?", I ask confused.
"If you plan on having sex with her, then don't wear any underwear", he states.
"Why would you think..that..I was planning on..I'm not gonna do that with Letty tonight...I mean, if she wanted to..No!..I'm not discussing this with you", I turn fifteen shades of red, putting on some boxer-briefs. His body shakes in suppressed laughter. Putting my pants on I throw a pair of socks at his head, causing him to laugh uncontrollably.
"I'm glad you find this amusing", I remark dryly, putting on deodorant, and some Jergans lotion. See, many guys don't understand the importance of moisturizing. Plus, Letty's always telling me how soft my arms are, so I use it religiously now. He turns around and shakes his head.
"You really like her, don't you?"
"Yes", I tell him quietly, putting on my shirt, then sitting down at the end of my bed. He looks at me and pulls a chair over in front of me. He sits and I look at him eye to eye.
"Ok, sorry bout that. Look, just be your self. It's Letty, for chrissakes. She already likes and knows you, so you don't really have to impress her. Take your time, with her. Just relax, and have a good time, ok..don't be nervous...everything will be fine. Compliment her, talk about things you both like, other than cars...or find out things you don't know about her. Make sure she's having a good time. Everything else will take care of itself. Chemistry is a science, and there's no way to imitate it. If it's there, it's there. If it's not, it's not. But, believe me, it's there for you two. I know you really want her to be with you but don't expect it all to happen in one night..she'll come around, I promise....this, my friend, is but the first step..", he winks and slaps me on the shoulder.
"Thanks, V", we touch knuckles. My tutor nods understandingly. We stand and he looks at me with asking eyes. I nod and he grabs the cologne. Closing my eyes this time, he puts the finishing touch on me quickly and wildly. He smiles proudly as I just shake my head at him.
"Let's go watch TV or something", I continue to shake my head as we walk out my door.
"I'm so proud of you", he beams. 7:52 p.m. Eight minutes until my dreams come true.
"Just take a deep breath in...ok.now breath out", Vince, my improvised breathing coach, instructs me. I do as he says. I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off since the moment I came home. Mia, truly insensitive to how big of a deal this is to me, just told me to chill out. Vince grabs me by the shoulders, and sits me down on my bed. I began cracking my knuckles, a nervous habit.
"Ok, everything's gonna be fine, man..just calm down. First, what are you gonna wear?", he takes a look around. He knows me well, but I haven't even decided yet. Yes, men act like girls, when it comes to dates they stress about. It's Letty, and I want everything to be perfect.
"I don't even know yet...I was thinking, a nice neutral colored shirt, some linen pants..", I ponder, unaware of how feminine or conversation is sounding.
"Yeah, that sounds good, but you really should wear something a little tight...show of your arms, you know, chicks love that", he nods contemplatively. I also nod in recognition. He IS right. I walk over and pull a pair of khaki cargos out of the closet. I also pull out a white, sleeveless shirt, and place both of them up to my body, for Vince's approval. He breaks into a wide cheesy grin.
"Yeah, that's gonna look hott!", he gives me two thumbs up. Well, at least that's one less thing to worry about.
"Ok, now go make yourself smell better", he winces. I send him a cold glare before, walking to the bathroom, and he laughs at me. I shower, taking my time. The hot water is soothing, kneading my tense muscles. My mind wonders to Letty. I wonder if she's taking a shower right now. I'd kill to be a soapy bubble, skiing down the slopes of her warm body. I close my eyes and lay my forward on the tile, the water letting the water hit my neck and run down my back. I can feel my throbbing erection, begging for relief. I shrug and give in. I might as well, so as not to embarrass my self later. I can just see the tent pitching every time she stretched. I reach my release and finish bathing quickly. I brush my teeth and shave carefully. I walk back into my room and Vince's back is facing me.
"Ok, so you're gonna look good..put on your clothes while I think of a pep talk", he paces facing away from me while I slip on my clothes.
"Wait!", hey yells suddenly, causing me to stop and almost fall.
"What!?"
"Don't put on any underwear"
"What?.Why?", I ask confused.
"If you plan on having sex with her, then don't wear any underwear", he states.
"Why would you think..that..I was planning on..I'm not gonna do that with Letty tonight...I mean, if she wanted to..No!..I'm not discussing this with you", I turn fifteen shades of red, putting on some boxer-briefs. His body shakes in suppressed laughter. Putting my pants on I throw a pair of socks at his head, causing him to laugh uncontrollably.
"I'm glad you find this amusing", I remark dryly, putting on deodorant, and some Jergans lotion. See, many guys don't understand the importance of moisturizing. Plus, Letty's always telling me how soft my arms are, so I use it religiously now. He turns around and shakes his head.
"You really like her, don't you?"
"Yes", I tell him quietly, putting on my shirt, then sitting down at the end of my bed. He looks at me and pulls a chair over in front of me. He sits and I look at him eye to eye.
"Ok, sorry bout that. Look, just be your self. It's Letty, for chrissakes. She already likes and knows you, so you don't really have to impress her. Take your time, with her. Just relax, and have a good time, ok..don't be nervous...everything will be fine. Compliment her, talk about things you both like, other than cars...or find out things you don't know about her. Make sure she's having a good time. Everything else will take care of itself. Chemistry is a science, and there's no way to imitate it. If it's there, it's there. If it's not, it's not. But, believe me, it's there for you two. I know you really want her to be with you but don't expect it all to happen in one night..she'll come around, I promise....this, my friend, is but the first step..", he winks and slaps me on the shoulder.
"Thanks, V", we touch knuckles. My tutor nods understandingly. We stand and he looks at me with asking eyes. I nod and he grabs the cologne. Closing my eyes this time, he puts the finishing touch on me quickly and wildly. He smiles proudly as I just shake my head at him.
"Let's go watch TV or something", I continue to shake my head as we walk out my door.
"I'm so proud of you", he beams. 7:52 p.m. Eight minutes until my dreams come true.