Become The Ladies
Wayne Ross

How bad do you want beautiful sexy women? Do you want them so bad you can taste it? Let me tell you a little about myself and how I became and expert (a legend in my own mind) on meeting and dating beautiful women. You may see a little or a lot of yourself in my life. I loved girls since I was in the 5th grade, maybe even before that because I think I had a crush on a little blonde in kindergarten. But I remember distinctly in 5th grade I was in love with a girl named Missy. She was so pretty to a boy like me in the 5th grade. Most of my friends wanted to play baseball or football, I wanted to play with Missy I carried her books to school, followed her everywhere, and she broke my heart when she told me she didn't like boys. I stayed her friend and was in love with her through 6th grade when she did find a boyfriend, but it wasn't me. It was a boy named Tom. Oh how I hated him. I dreamt of various ways to bump him off so I could have Missy (must have been influenced by the horror movies I liked). Tom was a boy that others considered handsome. I was considered a nerd by most of the other guys because I wore glasses, was skinny as a rail, and didn't like sports.

The only playing I wanted to do was with girls. I spent all my time thinking about pretty girls while other guys thought about baseball and football. This is still true to this day. Many of the guys I know can't wait for Sunday football, I can't wait until the next time I have a chance to meet a beautiful girl. I would rather have a beautiful girl in my arms than an ugly old football.

But if you like sports, all well and good, just don't let it become the dominant interest in your life. I go to some games, but believe me I still stare at the sexy girls most of the time rather than the game itself. Of course if I have a date with me I pay complete attention to her, but if I'm alone I look at the girls. As I ramble on I'm trying to tell about some of the mistakes I made and try to stop you from making them. I will tell you about Karen and the big mistake I made and because of that, I lost out on a teenage beauty that every guy in school had a crush on. Whatever you do, don't mess up like I did. To an average looking guy, especially a nerd, high school is the hardest time in life to attract sexy girls unless the guy is handsome and built. That's why I never forgot Karen and how I lost my chance.

I was a sophomore in high school when I first saw Karen. I was working part time after school in my uncle's shoe repair and she walked in with a pair of her dad's shoes to be fixed. My mouth fell open when I saw her. How can I tell you what she looked like? How do you describe an angel? She had long brown hair, a nice shape, and the face of an angel. When she smiled I thought of an angel in heaven smiling (this was the way I described pretty girls then, as angels in heaven). I found out where Karen lived by the slip she filled out with her shoe order. I bombarded her with phone calls, love letters, poems of love, and dozens of small gifts pledging my undying love. I suffocated her with love and words of love. I called her day and night telling her I loved her and couldn't live without her. It was too much too soon. Can you tell what the fatal mistake was that I made?

I was having a 16th birthday party and I invited Karen. She said she would come as a friend. I was so happy, the girl of my dreams was coming to my party. I told everyone about how beautiful my girlfriend was going to be at the party. I wanted to make all my buddies jealous. I had a small picture of Karen that one of her friends gave me and I wrote on the back of it, "To the boy I love and hope to marry someday... Karen". I was a teenage boy lying to my friends. The day before the party Karen called me and told me she was not going to come to the party. She was mad because the whole school thought I was going steady with her because of my lies about her loving me. She told me that I was only a friend and never to call her again unless I could be just a friend and would stop with the lies and the love letters. I would have said yes, but instead I broke down crying and told her I would kill myself if she didn't come to my party.

I pleaded with her. I begged her. I finally told her to go to hell and said that if I was a big football star that she would probably go out with me. She hung up on me and I never talked to her again. The next few months I lived in a fog thinking that I wish I were dead because the only girl I ever loved would not love me. About three months later a friend of Karen's (Janice) told me that I would have had a good chance with Karen because I was a nice guy and she liked that. Most of the guys Karen dated were football stars but they all wanted sex or were stuck on themselves. Karen told her that I came along at the right time, but I was too serious and possessive.

I should have became her friend, she told Janice, and I would have had a good chance. She asked me to become her friend and I refused. It was too late now because it would look like I was only doing it to get in good with her. The lesson I want to get across here is that even if a girl does not want to date you or become involved in a relationship with you, then offer to become her friend. You never know what it may lead to. A friendship with the woman of your dreams may lead to a relationship with the woman of your dreams.