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Hey guys,
This one was a fun one; happened a couple weeks ago, but it was kind of funny at the end, so I thought to share it ;P
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I'm walking downtown and doing my first approach for the night. I spot a tall girl with a pretty face in a white jacket, so I catch up to her and go direct. It's been a while, so my memory on the conversation is a bit fuzzy. Her name's Laura. She seems decently receptive, but while we're only 30 seconds into the conversation, she gets a call from what sounds like a guy on the other line? It sounds like she's lost and she's trying to figure out the meeting spot of this other person. After 10 seconds of her on this phone call, I take out my phone to start texting people. She doesn't seem in any hurry to get off the phone, and I considered even leaving because, you fellas know, if she's answering a phone call while in an interaction with you, that usually spells death.
When she gets off the phone, she starts the conversation again:
She left, and even with her offering her number, I chalked it off as a go-nowhere because the rapport building was OK, not great, and she didn't mind interrupting me with the phone call - in hindsight, she'd made plans with this dude, so it makes sense to answer his phone call.
Here's the text messaging - check it out:
So Saturday rolls by and she's never confirmed with me, so I thought it isn't going to happen. I spend most of the day getting really stoned with friends, and thinking about a little get together to watch a Dragon Ball Z movie I was having the next day. Lo and behold, I get a text message at 6 p.m. on the dot
I rock up to to the bar, and this awesomely-dressed but outdated sounding rock cover band starts jamming, and it's still kinda cool, but this isn't the place to build sexual tension. She arrives and we decide we'd both rather shoot a few games of pool so we leave the joint.
I'm not really sure where we could go, so I interrupt the conversation I'm having with Laura and ask a few people chilling around a bar we were passing where we could go for a few rounds of pool. I guess it looked we were really comfortable around each other, and therefore dating, because these people would not stop trying chat us up.
First quirky thing about this gal, Laura: she's very outgoing and likes to have conversations with new people even when her and I have barely met. The first demonstration is with these people at the bar. I eventually just had to be curt with them and roll us outta there, man, holy hell. When we passed by this little lounge bar, she did it again, saying she knew the owner there - she knocked on the window and the owner came out. Her and the owner just started shooting the shit and she pitched a bit of a business idea to him. I'm sort of confused how I stand at this point - is she leaving me in the dark because she's internally decided we're sleeping with each other? Or is it because she's decided I'd make a cool friend and that we weren't sleeping together? Looking back, she didn't seem to have that inner tension of deciding.
We finally get to the pool joint and start shooting. She grabs me a beer and herself a glass of wine. Now, because I don't want to make this a long report, I'll suffice it to say that I was pretty much exclusively focused on sexual frames and sexual tension. At some point Laura and I start making out at the pool joint; not something I'd usually do before pulling her home, but she started the kiss herself, so I'm not going to deny her.
We get to my house, and this is where quirky shit #2 happens: I'm showing her around the house - this is my room, my roommates room, the living room, the kitchen...we get into the kitchen, and there's some spaghetti in a pot. She just takes her hand, puts it into the spaghetti, and then throws the noodles at my wall. At this point, I'm just confused, but collected. She takes her hands immediately after and throws more on my ceiling. She goes for more, but I stop her, and ask her what she's trying to accomplish? She says that spaghetti apparently sticks to the walls if it's ready - OK, no.
What she doesn't know is that these people with me aren't my "housemates"; they're my family. Quirky thing #3 about Laura: there's a mattress in my living room which my brother sleeps on. As we're walking back toward my room, I make a joke about the mattress and she just pushes me on there. I find the sexual aggressiveness sort of funny, but when I get back up, she catches me by surprise and throws me down again saying "oh no, that's right where I want you!" - and my mom is literally walking past in that split second.
That's sort of weird for my mom, but it's not until she sees the stray spaghetti noodles in the kitchen that it starts hitting the fan. I scoot Laura in the bedroom and then chill my mom out.
I get back to the bedroom, and there's no resistance - she's really heavily complimenting me on my sexiness and whatnot, which does feel great of course since that's what I was working on that night. The sex was pretty fun; broke my dry spell and this girl could keep me hard for a while which isn't usually the case with others.
Don't think I'll be seeing her again after that whole spaghetti shenanigans and that mattress situation..! But it was a fun night, regardless.
~Nick
This one was a fun one; happened a couple weeks ago, but it was kind of funny at the end, so I thought to share it ;P
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I'm walking downtown and doing my first approach for the night. I spot a tall girl with a pretty face in a white jacket, so I catch up to her and go direct. It's been a while, so my memory on the conversation is a bit fuzzy. Her name's Laura. She seems decently receptive, but while we're only 30 seconds into the conversation, she gets a call from what sounds like a guy on the other line? It sounds like she's lost and she's trying to figure out the meeting spot of this other person. After 10 seconds of her on this phone call, I take out my phone to start texting people. She doesn't seem in any hurry to get off the phone, and I considered even leaving because, you fellas know, if she's answering a phone call while in an interaction with you, that usually spells death.
When she gets off the phone, she starts the conversation again:
She left, and even with her offering her number, I chalked it off as a go-nowhere because the rapport building was OK, not great, and she didn't mind interrupting me with the phone call - in hindsight, she'd made plans with this dude, so it makes sense to answer his phone call.
Here's the text messaging - check it out:
Me: Glad to have met a fellow traveler- Nick
Her: For sure
(Next day)
Me: Hey Laura! Thinking we ought to grab those drinks this weekend. How's the sched looking?
Her: Hi there !might be free sat
Me: Sounds rad! What say 6?
Her: Ill have to confirm tomo as i might be working
Me: Totally. Just shoot me a message
So Saturday rolls by and she's never confirmed with me, so I thought it isn't going to happen. I spend most of the day getting really stoned with friends, and thinking about a little get together to watch a Dragon Ball Z movie I was having the next day. Lo and behold, I get a text message at 6 p.m. on the dot
Her: Hey
Me: Hey, how goes it, missy?
Her: Nothin you
Me: Taking it easy tonight. Were you hoping to make plans tonight?
Her: Yes ;-)
Me: Cool
Her: How about the [bar] just up from [local attraction]
Me: Sounds rad - see you at the [bar] then
I rock up to to the bar, and this awesomely-dressed but outdated sounding rock cover band starts jamming, and it's still kinda cool, but this isn't the place to build sexual tension. She arrives and we decide we'd both rather shoot a few games of pool so we leave the joint.
I'm not really sure where we could go, so I interrupt the conversation I'm having with Laura and ask a few people chilling around a bar we were passing where we could go for a few rounds of pool. I guess it looked we were really comfortable around each other, and therefore dating, because these people would not stop trying chat us up.
First quirky thing about this gal, Laura: she's very outgoing and likes to have conversations with new people even when her and I have barely met. The first demonstration is with these people at the bar. I eventually just had to be curt with them and roll us outta there, man, holy hell. When we passed by this little lounge bar, she did it again, saying she knew the owner there - she knocked on the window and the owner came out. Her and the owner just started shooting the shit and she pitched a bit of a business idea to him. I'm sort of confused how I stand at this point - is she leaving me in the dark because she's internally decided we're sleeping with each other? Or is it because she's decided I'd make a cool friend and that we weren't sleeping together? Looking back, she didn't seem to have that inner tension of deciding.
We finally get to the pool joint and start shooting. She grabs me a beer and herself a glass of wine. Now, because I don't want to make this a long report, I'll suffice it to say that I was pretty much exclusively focused on sexual frames and sexual tension. At some point Laura and I start making out at the pool joint; not something I'd usually do before pulling her home, but she started the kiss herself, so I'm not going to deny her.
We get to my house, and this is where quirky shit #2 happens: I'm showing her around the house - this is my room, my roommates room, the living room, the kitchen...we get into the kitchen, and there's some spaghetti in a pot. She just takes her hand, puts it into the spaghetti, and then throws the noodles at my wall. At this point, I'm just confused, but collected. She takes her hands immediately after and throws more on my ceiling. She goes for more, but I stop her, and ask her what she's trying to accomplish? She says that spaghetti apparently sticks to the walls if it's ready - OK, no.
What she doesn't know is that these people with me aren't my "housemates"; they're my family. Quirky thing #3 about Laura: there's a mattress in my living room which my brother sleeps on. As we're walking back toward my room, I make a joke about the mattress and she just pushes me on there. I find the sexual aggressiveness sort of funny, but when I get back up, she catches me by surprise and throws me down again saying "oh no, that's right where I want you!" - and my mom is literally walking past in that split second.
That's sort of weird for my mom, but it's not until she sees the stray spaghetti noodles in the kitchen that it starts hitting the fan. I scoot Laura in the bedroom and then chill my mom out.
I get back to the bedroom, and there's no resistance - she's really heavily complimenting me on my sexiness and whatnot, which does feel great of course since that's what I was working on that night. The sex was pretty fun; broke my dry spell and this girl could keep me hard for a while which isn't usually the case with others.
Don't think I'll be seeing her again after that whole spaghetti shenanigans and that mattress situation..! But it was a fun night, regardless.
~Nick
