Hot red-head in college, Rita. She was a year or so behind me and I don't remember how we met, but we had fun talking for the several years we shared at school.

When the last time I'd see her happened, my graduation, I took her for a ride in my MGB for an hour or so and told her how I felt about her. She asked why I never asked her out, I said because either she or I was always involved with somebody else. I knew by her silence that she wished I had done otherwise.

There were four, all were knock down drag out spectacular
Dreams come true in appearance. I mean wet dream worthy
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Two didn't get asked because " I was not worthy" or so I thought.
( Stupid me and my low self esteem, at the time)
One was involved romantically
with a very good friend, she showed interest in me on two occasions.

I avoided her/ them when ever possible.

The forth was married. , I looked like a great catch compared to
the dick she married.

I can still see them when I close my eyes.
I wish I had pictures,
If I win the lottery, I would have statues made of them.


Sure would be nice to know what ever became of them.

Here's the thing that I found odd/ puzzling.

Out of the six states and nine cities that I've lived in,
All were right there in my modest Midwest home town.

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Originally posted by bendable:...
Sure would be nice to know what ever became of them.

They aged just like we did.

But damn. Ain't youth grand, and memories we have?

And some of them wonder about us.
One girl I knew when I was 12, contacted my older sister a few years back and asked about me, and told her what this thread is about.

Said, she wished she wasn't afraid of rejection and would have approached me.

She was two years older and not in "my circle" so I saw her, a time or two, but never talked with her.

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Originally posted by V-Tail:
April 13, 1974. Met a beautiful, smart, young lady, clearly way out of my league. Fully expecting to be shot down, I clumsily asked her out.

This coming May will be our 47th wedding anniversary.

That is a beautiful story, V-Tail.

Love it!


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Originally posted by Krazeehorse:
Morgan Fairchild.

Olivia Newton-John and I were almost married.

But some nasty paperwork got in our way. I am not good on legal stuff, but I think it may have had something to do with her being Australian.

BTW, what is a restraining order?



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Originally posted by pace40:
Nope. Never shy and I considered girls like vacuum cleaner sales. Knock on 100 doors, 10 will let you in, 1 will buy.
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That was kind of me, at least until about 8th grade and then again by 11th grade or so. I hit my growth spurt late. But I then started making up for lost time.

I finally asked out the "girl of my dreams" in the fall of 11th grade, and it went south quick. I had a crush on her for about 3 years, but was only in her friend zone until that fall. It started out well, we enjoyed a movie, but the "after" bombed quickly. The problem was that I had held her on this pedestal for so long that I could not even bring myself to kiss her; I was scared to death. She even asked me if I wanted to go parking. Like an idiot, I said no. She was insulted and I ended up taking her home earlier than planned.

I was crushed. I just totally bombed with the girl I was sure I wanted to marry, and I made her feel like she was unappealing in the process.

I resolved to mend my dating ways. I started asking out girls who were attractive, but in whom I had little interest. And I made sure that they did not feel unappealing.

Once I broke through that barrier, asking a girl out was never a problem. I didn't care if they said no, and maybe because of that, they rarely ever did. I learned that many HS girls loved "bad" boys who seemed not to care.

Epilogue- I eventually became friends again with my dream girl. And, with clearer eyes, I realized we were not compatible. It was good to be just friends again. I grew to love her, but in a different way. Sadly, she passed away from an unexpected illness when we were in our early 40s. That broke my heart, mostly for the husband and two young sons she left behind, but also because of the many good memories I had of her as my friend.


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I never had to ask a girl out. They always asked me "out". Well, it was never really out. It was party and then go do things that would be illegal to do to farm animals.

I was married once for 13 years. Thought I would be settle down, but she got a mid-life crisis and nuked our marriage on a piece of shit married man serial adulterer that refused to leave his family. Dumped her the instant she divorced me.

Now all the 30+ YO vietnamese women at work flirt non-stop with me. I most certainly ain't husband material and I don't have the heart to tell them. They feel me up like a tomato at the supermarket.

Joni, my best friends little sister, I was one of the fastest 100yd. runners in the State and set records and she always wanted to race me. I watched her grow up, she was 2 years behind me in School and was a total 10! Years later she showed up in Vail Colorado with a guy from high school she ended up divorcing and I tried to be the "Big Brother" and that's what f**ked me. She found mister right and that was that.

well,

there was this little blond cashier once, cute as a button,
always wanted to help me in the back, but I was too stupid to even think that it maybe, just maybe, be a bit more,

probably was not, but she was lovely,

and quit not long after

then the cute chick that worked at the Hardees we would take a dinner break at,

never got up the nerve,

not too many years later I got better and the women thing, and was a player for a brief period of time,
got dumped, of sorts, but a chick that got made that I was with another, sometimes (found out I was the side dude for both, but they did not know about each other,
and during the short dry spell, my now wife asked me out

Mandy was sharp, funny, and beautiful. We had a couple of classes together in HS and became friends, but I never had the courage to ask her out. Too timid and depressed, I suppose. We lost touch after HS, and I looked her up on a couple of occasions years later. Turns out she went to law school, got her JD, became a lawyer, got married, and had three daughters.

I looked her up not long ago. Turns out she killed herself a couple of years ago.

5th grade. Patsy L.

Sigh.....what coulda been...

A girl that went to church with me. We graduated the same year, but she was 8 months older than me. Very flirtatious and friendly. A friend took her on a date and said she was a little aggressive from a physical contact perspective, more than he would like. Regardless, I always wanted to ask her out but never did. We went to different colleges. My mom calls me one day and says "guess who's pregnant?" Yep, girl from church, to which I assured my mother that I was not the sire of the offspring.

She did not marry the biological father of her child, and that was her only child. I honestly don't know if she ever married. She now has grandkids, as well as a small business.

It would have been a strange relationship if we had ever gotten involved. You know when you marry someone, you marry the family. Her younger brother was a real prick and smartass. Her younger sister was pretty obnoxious too.

God has a plan for everyone, and His plan for me has worked out. My wife is who I need.

In high school there is a cheerleader who was tall and very attractive. She was in the "in crowd." I was not a high school athlete but I did jog and I lifted weights.. I had friends and overall I would say that my high school experience was okay. However, I was definitely not in the top tier "in crowd." She was a 10 and I was a 5, but I was tall like her. Several girls told me I should ask her out as she would like to meet me. She would always smile at me when we passed in the halls, and there were other indications as well, so I was sure I wasn't being pranked. I never asked her out because I thought it would never work. 10s and 5s usually don't work out. I was able to crawl out of my shell as I went to college and got a good job. But I always regretted not asking her out. I'm glad I wound up with my wife. No regrets on that.

I was shy about asking girls out in HS. I ended up taking a very attractive lesbian to my senior prom. That was a shock for sure.

I went to a college that was mainly a teacher's school and the girls outnumbered us guys and I got a lot better at asking girls out.

I asked one to dance one night and next month we will celebrate our 56th anniversary.

Kara...she was a year ahead of me in HS, very pleasant smile and bright eyes, had an effervescent personality would make an effort to come over and say hi. I was intimidated as it was the first time a girl approached or initiated any contact. Some guys thought she was loose but only because she had no fear of talking to boys or, even being a bit of a comedian. Knew her family, they were solid, just a missed opportunity.

I never asked her out but told my friend I was going to marry that girl back in June 1985.

I married her!

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Originally posted by Krazeehorse:
Morgan Fairchild.

I met her in the summer of 1984 or 85. I was 16 or 17, making a delivery at a high end mall outside of Atlanta and she was being escorted out the delivery hall to her limo. Got to exchange a few pleasantries and she said I was cute!! She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in person and I could barely talk!! Dressed in a pink skirt and jacket and a big wide brimmed hat. I still think she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met, the takes your breath away beautiful!

Dear Penthouse,

I never thought this would happen to me, but...



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It wasn't so much courage to ask them out, but more actually following through. I'd ask them out, they'd agree, then I'd maybe be satisfied with them agreeing and do nothing else. Maybe it was a self esteem problem and I didn't think I was good enough for them or I didn't want verify I wasn't. Maybe I thought they were hotter until they showed signs they were willing to hang out with me. I didn't realize and nobody told me I wouldn't always be in a position to hang out with smiling young girls.

I'm pretty OK with all of it because I view relationships unrealized as forks in the road that weren't meant to be. Sure, I could have had more intimate relationships, but some would have come with some cost.

I had a shot at a real swan who scolded me for not calling her back. We were quite hot for each other, but I lost some interest when it didn't flow like I wanted or expected due to miscommunication. That was one of the forks in the road that could have lead to somewhere other than my destiny. She went to school with my eventual wife from elementary school on, and my wife will never be happy I had any level of romance with her, even though it was before we met, or got serious.