We’re drinking at a bar, and I ask her if she wants to come over and fool around. She says yes and she needs to stop by her place to pick up a few things first. And do I want to come in and meet her father. I don’t really, but I do meet him. I think she tells him she’s going over to my place to spend the night. Perhaps she should have told him she was going over to fuck me, no? Just to make things clear?
We’re sitting in the car after talking a couple of hours and then making out, and she asks me if I want to come upstairs. I know what she means. But perhaps I should have gotten it in writing?
We’re in a tent making out all night, but we’re not having sex because neither of us was prepared for this. We agree that we’ll lose our virginity together when we get back from the trip. I don’t know what euphemism was used. But since we were virgins, we probably should have signed it in blood.
We’d been writing all the different things we were going to do to each other when we finally got together. Very x-rated. Not to mention the things we’d done on camera. But verbal? “Shall we fuck?” I don’t think so. Clearly that doesn’t count as getting verbal acceptance.
I don’t remember the circumstances of all of them, but I’m pretty damn clear that I don’t want to be with anyone who doesn’t want to be with me. So I’m going say 100% acceptance. But you know what? I’m sure it wasn’t explicit enough for your standards, so I’m going to say zero verbal approval. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
The literalism around here is so thick, you couldn’t cut it with a chainsaw.