Anyone who knows me knows I was a huge geek in high school. But to be honest, I’d be surprised if anyone from my high school days even remembered me. I was skinny. I could play sports to save my life. I mostly studied and read in any corner of the school I could find that didn’t have others in it. But I did like girls. I just didn’t know how to act around them.
There was this one girl that I crushed on throughout high school. She was the captain of the cheerleaders and she was much nicer than you would think. But she wasn’t the person I thought she was. Just because she said hi to me when no one else was around didn’t mean she was interested in dating me. But I convinced myself that she wasn’t like the other girls and I asked her out anyway.
It was the hardest thing I’d ever done at that point in my life. And do you know what she did? She laughed in my face. I mean, not a big loud laugh but a kind of nervous snicker. I was heartbroken and I never really got over that. Until I started going to Rhode Island Dolls shortly after I moved to Woonsocket that is.
There was a dancer there that looked so much like this girl in high school. She even wore a cheerleader costume on the stage sometimes. I was immediately drawn to her. I daydreamed about her. I thought about her all the time. She was just like that girl that had laughed at me. But she wasn’t just like her.
One night she came and sat with me. We talked for hours. Well, not really, but it seemed like it. And every time I came back to RI Dolls, she took the time to come see me. Sometimes I got a lap dance from her and then we talked. But she was so friendly.
It was only after our conversation that I realized that talking to girls wasn’t that big of a deal. And I knew just the girl that I wanted to talk to and ask out in real life. I normally wouldn’t have even considered it but my visits to RI Dolls and my visits with this particular doll had given me confidence.
I was thinking of asking this real-life girl out. I knew that I needed to be confident if I was going to succeed this time. So I thought about the dancer at the club that was so nice to me. I daydreamed about watching her on stage, seeing her move in that slow and sensual way, and seeing her slowly remove her clothing. She’d always look at me with a big smile as if the dance was just for me. That made me feel really good.
I went through our conversations in my mind. I thought about how she paid attention and remembered that once she said I would make some girl really happy someday.
And then she turned into the girl that I wanted to ask out. I imagined myself talking to her just the way that I would talk to the dancer girl. And it didn’t seem like such a big deal.
So, the next time I saw her, that’s just what I did. I talked to her. And then I talked to her again several times. And then I asked her out. And she said yes.
For a high school geek like me (and yes, I’m still a bit of a geek, just with a better build, now), especially one that had been laughed at by the girl of his dreams when he asked her out, it took so much to actually ask out this girl that I really liked. And I knew that I never would have had the confidence if it hadn’t been for the dancer at Rhode Island Dolls in Woonsocket that actually made me feel good about myself again.