Embarrassed to discover that a girl is stronger than you

clark246 · August 21st, 2012, 10:33

I was 15, at a dance , hanging with a group of guys, talking to girls. Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and turning, it was Barbara, who I'd never talked to, asking me to dance.This was in a time when girls didn't often do the asking-at least they weren't asking me ! Barbara was known as the 'amazon' in school. She wasn't fat, but she was solid and into sports at a time when most girls weren't. She looked kind of like Wynonna Judd. I was thrilled she wanted to dance with me, but hated the remarks I got from the guys I was with. We did a fast and slow dance, and I couldn't avoid the pointing and laughing from the sidelines. As a socially inept teen, I was embarrassed, even though I was really attracted to this girl. As we slow danced I could feel how strong and muscular she was. Back then no girls were supposed to be like that, and I was afraid I'd be considered gay if anyone knew I liked muscular girls. The sad end to the story is I let my fears get in the way of getting to know her better, which was so unfair to me and to her. It still bothers me, and I realize how difficult life must have been for her. Fortunately I have happier memories for future posts.

August 21st, 2012, 10:33	#11
clark246 STANDARD Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 42 : 2 For This Post 52 Total	I was 15, at a dance , hanging with a group of guys, talking to girls. Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and turning, it was Barbara, who I'd never talked to, asking me to dance.This was in a time when girls didn't often do the asking-at least they weren't asking me ! Barbara was known as the 'amazon' in school. She wasn't fat, but she was solid and into sports at a time when most girls weren't. She looked kind of like Wynonna Judd. I was thrilled she wanted to dance with me, but hated the remarks I got from the guys I was with. We did a fast and slow dance, and I couldn't avoid the pointing and laughing from the sidelines. As a socially inept teen, I was embarrassed, even though I was really attracted to this girl. As we slow danced I could feel how strong and muscular she was. Back then no girls were supposed to be like that, and I was afraid I'd be considered gay if anyone knew I liked muscular girls. The sad end to the story is I let my fears get in the way of getting to know her better, which was so unfair to me and to her. It still bothers me, and I realize how difficult life must have been for her. Fortunately I have happier memories for future posts.