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I dated a Filipino chick in a wheelchair for a short while in college. I really liked the girl, but her brother was a hater for real. I might have told the story on before. Met her playing pool with some co-workers one night. She was choosing up and the first thing I noticed was how pretty she was (she had the Halle Berry short hair do, perfectly toned arms, thick legs). She was there with her brother and he hated from the start. Anyway, got her number and called her the next day. She told me she had been in the wheelchair for a couple years. She was a passenger in a car that got t-boned by a drunk driver and while she wasn't paralyzed from the waist down, there was very minimal feeling in her legs. She also said her brother was way overprotective of her and did not like dudes talking to her. We went out on a couple dates and had a ball. Real cool chick and we got along great. We got into it hot and heavy one night and I went for the the panties...got my fingers in the snatch and she was wit it wit it. Just as I went to pull her pants all the way off, she stopped me and said she hadn't been with anybody since the accident and was nervous as hell, so we stopped. We dated a couple more times and she told me that she told her brother that she was really feeling me and he went off. They lived together so I would call the house and he would give me a funky ass attitude every time. I was immature at the time so I was like fukk it, I don't need this shyt. She even tried getting us to go out to dinner just to talk and try to come to a good place, but he wasn't down. We didn't last too long after that. Never got to hit that, but the foreplay was top notch and I got domed up once. It was fire. I missed her for a while, too. Oh well.
..................When I lived down south I tried talking to a deaf girl where I worked.
She was a fine ass chocolate honey in the office with me doing data entry with the rest of us for the hospital.
I wondered why no one tried to hit on her...so I figured she just wasn't their type.
Worked up some nerve and walked over to her at lunch one day...said hi, she responded with that strange no-tongue sounding speak that most deaf people have.
I knew right then that there was gonna be a struggle.
I learned some sign language from her over the course of a month and tried to hang with her at lunch times. Worked up the nerve to ask her out on a date and got rejected.
A black deaf girl....with no prospects....rejected me.
That was the final straw that put me on pawging for the next 5 years.
Damn, that’s some cold cold shyt.I knew right then that there was gonna be a struggle.
I learned some sign language from her over the course of a month and tried to hang with her at lunch times. Worked up the nerve to ask her out on a date and got rejected.
A black deaf girl....with no prospects....rejected me.
That was the final straw that put me on pawging for the next 5 years.