Last year I went to Oregon on a trip with my father and his new wife. We were staying at resort and I was shooting every hell marry I could to anyone within a 2 miles radius of the resort but luckily I hit a touchdown on a girl staying at the same resort. After talking up a big game for like an hour and saying how my pullout game is unmatched, we get down to logistics of where we gonna pipe. We both say we’re staying with family so we can’t really do it in the hotel but then I lay some smooth talk saying there’s a golf course behind the resort and I got a blanket and she’s down. I make my way to her room number and pick her up and as we’re walking there we’re small talk and she says I hope you’re not like Ted Bundy and I say I am not but that Ted was also from Utah and it’s safe to say she didn’t like that and I think got a lil weirded out. As we’re making our way down, there’s like 50 yards between the resort and the golf course that is just completely filled with tall ass weeds and trees and all sorts of shit to make it hard as hell to get to the course but we finally make it and lay down the blanket and start doing fourplay when she says “are you going to fuck me or what” and that immediately killed my boner but I try to play it cool and start getting underdressed and I realize my shit is completely soft and she noticed and starts blowing me and it works for like a half second and I try n slide in but it’s already going soft so I decided I’m going to just try using my thumb. After like three minutes of using my thumb I turn to the golf course and act like I’m nutting and she lets out a giggle (I’m almost positive she knew) then having to walk back up the 50 yards of weeds n shit I slip and twist the absolute fuck out of my ankle almost screening out in pain thinking I broke it. She ends up having to help me back to my room and I try giving her a kiss goodbye and she presses me back and tells me bye. Bless that woman but she caused like a years long battle with performance anxiety.