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The Night I Met Molly

My friends have been trying to introduce the two of us for a while now; I just haven’t been all that interested in meeting anyone new lately. I have never actually seen her but she has quite the reputation. I hear she is not much to look at, but they assure me we will get along fine, apparently we have a lot in common; we are both awesome and unpredictable.

I am a little worried because I hear she gets around. I’m not one to judge, or jump to conclusions, but I’m not in a hurry to feel like a whore either. I don’t want to be just another notch on her belt, though; I am rather curious to see what all the fuss is about. Surely she can’t be everything they say she is… can she?

The Decision

I keep telling my friends that I am not looking for a relationship but they assure me that she is not the relationship type. I figure, “what the heck”, I can use a good distraction in my life right about now, so I selfishly set my apprehensions aside and agreed to meet her. What is the worst that can happen?

I selfishly set my apprehensions aside and agreed to meet her. What is the worst that can happen?

Later that day, I found myself debating whether I would truly be ok using her for my situational gratification? Could we really just enjoy each other casually, without attachment? Could I calm my concerns and simply enjoy her company, no-strings-attached? One date would not be so bad… would it?

Part of me is getting a little nervous. I am not looking to fall in love, but If she is half as amazing as everyone makes her out to be, then how will I ever resist a second date? What happens if I fall hopelessly in lust and find myself unable to control my composure.

We Meet

We decided to meet at a friends house. We picked a neutral site so there would be no unnecessary pressure on either of us. Mutual friends would be close in case things got awkward. We figured, worst case scenario, we would meet, feel each other out and then go our separate ways if it did not feel right.

That didn’t happen. The conversation was effortless. Before long we were lost, oblivious to our surroundings, enthralled in the experience of each other’s company.

She Makes A Move

Every so often her leg would brush up against mine and I knew she was doing it on purpose. At one point she put her hand on my thigh and it was as if she had reached right through my skin, down to the bone, squeezed a nerve, and sent a chill running through my spine, up into my brain, culminating in a shiver that shook my entire body.

I had been warned about this; I knew she was making her move. I resisted the temptation to run off alone with her; there would be plenty of time for that later. Instead, we just sat there and enjoyed the moment. Slowly building on the tension that was quickly filling the air between us, growing stronger, growing evermore intense as the night went on.

My jaw clenched and my body quaked at the indecision of the emotions that were filling my head. The music coursed through us as if the radio knew just what we needed to hear at exactly the right moment. I looked around at one point and noticed that no one else was around us. We were alone with each other but surrounded by something; something I could not explain.

As time passed we grew closer still. By the end of the night we were in a full embrace, unable to keep our hands off of each other, consumed by the night, and in that moment I saw myself for the first time. Unencumbered by the constraints of society or the judgement of the people around me. It was like she reached down my throat, grabbed everything good that had ever been inside of me and smacked me In the face with it; setting me free, if only in that moment.

It was like she reached down my throat, grabbed everything good that had ever been inside of me and smacked me In the face with it; setting me free, if only in that moment.

My friends were right. 

She was not the prettiest girl at the party and I’m not sure there is any real long-term potential, but there was definitely something irresistibly attractive about her. She understood me and made me feel like we had been friends our whole lives. She wasn’t everything they told me she would be but I definitely want to see her again.

What do you think? Have you had an experience like this? Let me know about it in the comments! 

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41 replies
  1. Cannis_Majoris
    Cannis_Majoris says:

    Hey! I totally understand you, and feel you, I’ve met her and she is amazing, but she can devour you, she a man eater; I no longer see her, I remenise about the good times we had and ask myself, where molly at?

    Reply
    • Raymmar Tirado
      Raymmar Tirado says:

      Lol. I’ve not seen her since that night but my friends tell me she still comes around once in a whole and asks about me.

      If you see her anytime soon, tell her I said hi!

  2. leti
    leti says:

    I really admire your open minded approach to ‘meeting Molly’, and I respect your apprehension. Drugs have been around forever, and there’s always a stigma attached to them, but they have the potential to show you a part of yourself you’ve hidden away, and they can change your perspective of the whole world. I have to ask, though. Was there a second date? Did she leave your broken hearted on ‘Suicide Tuesday’? If so, how did you cope?

    Reply
    • Raymmar Tirado
      Raymmar Tirado says:

      What a great comment. There has not been a second date. My friends still talk about her but I might have been with one if her friends. Who knows, life is getting pretty fucking awesome and this is all part of the experience!

      Thanks for reading and sharing.

  3. Giancarlo Cruz
    Giancarlo Cruz says:

    Mind expanding experiences have been with us since the dawn of man.
    MDMA is one of the best you can have.
    Interesting article.

    Reply
    • Raymmar Tirado
      Raymmar Tirado says:

      Thanks for your thoughts. It was definitely an interesting experience. I am deeply questing to explore my on self consciousness. It has become my personal quest of enlightenment and many people cannot understand that.

      They throw you in a box at the mere thought of it, not taking time to understand my state if mind or reference for these actions.

      Thanks for
      Your thoughts.

  4. Ana V.
    Ana V. says:

    Hi Raymmar! It’s a nicely written article. I had a sort of similar experience a couple of months ago… Wanna hear? I met HIM accidentally (or not?) in a supermarket while doing that boring grocery shopping you’ve written about. He was not the most handsome man in the store, but I wanted him from the moment I saw him. Not just physically, but I wanted to know him. I wanted to know how it feels to be next to him, what are his interests, how he smells, what music makes him relaxed, how warm are his hands… I started trying to get his attention. I walked by, I fixed my hair, I bumped my trolley into the display… Our eyes finally met! I smiled at him and passed by VERY close. When I looked back at him, he was again fully concentrated on that damn cheese as it was the most important thing to do for him! Then I had to do something I don’t remember I’ve done before. I… approached… him… and asked the most trivial question: “Excuse me, have we met before?”. After a couple of minutes I was invited for a coffee to the nearest cafe. We talked and talked for a few hours. He was an interesting interlocutor with his own opinion. By the way, he told me he noticed all my trials to grab his intention. He said he noticed even colors of my eye shadows and the fact that there was no underwear under my long green dress. Gosh! He noticed everything! And yet he acted as he was so into his grocery shopping! After coffee shop we moved to a bar where our hands would not agree to get off each other even for a minute. We spend time together till 3 AM that night (nothing happened!). Then we met again the very next day and soon after that we became lovers. What a chemistry it was! The sound of his voice was like a command for me, one his look was enough to make me breath deeper, one his touch was enough to make me wet… He admitted that my smell was like a drug for him, the softness of my skin drove him crazy and my laugh was that music to make him relaxed. Unfortunately, we enjoyed each other’s company just for about a month. It turned out that he was married. If only he wasn’t what a crazy romance that would be! Or it wouldn’t. We never know. I’ve never experienced such chemistry and sometimes just an animal attraction to any other man before. It felt great. It felt different. I enjoyed every minute of it. It made me feel so alive!

    Reply
    • Raymmar Tirado
      Raymmar Tirado says:

      What a vivid story! Thanks for sharing it. If you dig around on the site I have a number of articles relating to love, romance and relationships. Some poetry you might enjoy as well. Thanks for reading and sharing your experience.

    • Raymmar Tirado
      Raymmar Tirado says:

      Lol. The idea behind the post was truly to let the reader make the decision what I was talking about.
      It was a personal challenge and based on the numerous replies here and through my other channels leaves me to think I did a decent job at it.

      Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts.

    • Terry C.
      Terry C. says:

      Yes, but the undertone is obvious to those familiar with the subject matter and proper terminology. Personally, I’ve written a song about having a threesome with Molly and Mary Jane with the same type of innuendos. Well written, especially since it’s true meaning seems to elude a lot of people.

  5. Amy
    Amy says:

    I have read the replies and there are several different point of views. You always open my eyes and mind to new things with your writing. Job well done friend.

    Reply
    • Raymmar
      Raymmar says:

      Thanks so much. That is the ultimate goal. I try to shine a different kind of light on things that usually get tucked into the corners of the world we live in. Not necessarily with a particular agenda other than my insatiable quest for knowledge and understanding. Much love.

  6. Amy
    Amy says:

    I have recently heard of this girl again. I know she was around back when my parents were teens. I thought it had faded out until one of my children ask
    ed me what she was…I had no clue. Now I am able to tell them she is NOT the prettiest girl at the party :)

    Reply
    • Raymmar
      Raymmar says:

      Got it. Well, I do not advocate the abuse of illegal substances but I have a healthy respect for their place in society and their prevalence makes it impossible to ignore. Especially for my generation. Much like the other stuff I write about and cover through this blog, it is all about self awareness, understanding and exploring the world around you as you see it fit to explore. More than anything this article was a challenge to myself as a writer. Almost like an optical illusion if one had to read it instead of look at it.

      It has been quite interesting to see how people react and understand the article.

  7. Bryan
    Bryan says:

    Awesomely written! Keep on rereading it, trying to delve in deeper through all the ambiguity to discover ‘Molly’. Could it be the right girl? Possibly Could it be the perfect drug? Still possible. Well done.

    Reply
  8. Impressed
    Impressed says:

    Very clever indeed! I love what you did with this article. So many intricacies but the reader has complete control of the story they get to experience.

    Reply
    • Raymmar
      Raymmar says:

      Great observation. This was a challenging piece to write bit based on the traffic and feedback I would have to say it is an overall success.

    • Mandy
      Mandy says:

      I didn’t see anything piggish here. She doesn’t sound like much of a victim to me.
      I actually enjoyed the read, the only thing that annoyed me was the emphasis on her not being the prettiest girl. Superficiality has no need for reinforcing.
      Besides that, some pretty good imagery here.
      Cheers. :)

    • Raymmar
      Raymmar says:

      Mandy, thanks for sharing. There is a specific purpose for the references to appearance. This article has multiple meanings and that was necessary to tell the different stories. It is an illusion of an article. It was written to become whatever you wanted it to be. Molly can be many things.

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