/lit/ - Literature

i havent had sex in a very long time. i am very 'sexually frustrated.' couple months ago i tried my hand at flirting w/ a cashier at a burger joint during lunch break. i just couldn't take it anymore
>still hungry?
>very
>*she laughs*
>lemme get a vanilla shake
>she punches it in
>this is where time starts to slow down and that strange uncanny feeling you get when you're about to talk --- and i mean really talk --- to a girl ignites in your chest
>and uh, you'll have to excuse me for asking this but
>i turned away saying that part but now i was staring right at her
>are you on the menu? i said it slow and deliberate. i think i even leaned in a little
>she had a blank look then smiled a bit and said nooo im not on the menu...
>oh you're not huh. ok
>we both stand there in grinning
>obviously we're imagining things

and there was that moment where she exhaled "god" in that particular way, and bent over the counter (still grinning)

>she laughs and says you're funny you know that

i didn't push it. because i can't handle talking to women and "sealing the deal" but look here, i shit you not, i walked away from that exchange feeling -- literally, psychosomatically, physically feeling -- like i just had sex. GOOD sex. I was *sexually satisfied* from talking to this girl i don't even know like that. i don't even feel that way after touching my pensi. it felt like an orgasm without even orgasming and for the rest of the fucking WEEK i was utterly relaxed. i got to thinking. just how many millennial men out there are like me, and how fucking repressed are we, and how much are we craving a reciprocal exchange of affectation from women. "dating," approaching women, trying to be good enough for women, etc in america is such bullshit, such exhausting bullshit. things in america are never simple