people have been complaining about not enough FRs so here I come to the rescue. I've been out of commission for the last 2 wknds as I am spending time with my little siblings. Before that I was in Vegas were I banged 3 chicks, one of them I knew from before, the other two... Not much to say, we were drunk at the club, took them back to the place I was staying, got them to play strip pool (the trick is: my friends' pool table is slanted, impossible to make a shot even when sober lol) and threw them in the room when they got down to their panties. Not much game involved, just a lot of high energy and relentless approaching.
The week before though, I scored this 22 y.o. hottie in an interesting twist of events. I had met her about a month prior, with 5 minutes to go before last call at this bar/club in a city 45 min from where I live. As she was walking by we made eye contact, she smiled at me so I grabbed her arm "let's get one last dance in." She follows me to the dancefloor and we start grinding hard, making out within minutes. As the lights go on and the music stops she tells me "I'm not going home with you, you should find another girl." I'm like "that's cool, I'm not that kinda guy. You really thought I was that easy?" [big smirk]. Anyway, I hand her a business card, tell her to hit me up sometime and bounce.
I get a txt from her that same night, "nice to meet you" or w/er, I respond in kind and move on.
Over the nxt month, we kept exchanging txts, usually initiated by her, but sometimes I would throw in the random "happy friday" just to see where we're at.
Fast forward one month, I tell her I'll be back in Orange County (I live in LA), let's grab a drink before an evening class I had. She agrees to meet me, shows up all dolled up (big IOI in my eyes), and is pretty impressed to see me in a suit and tie, looking all sort of professional and 180 degrees from how she saw me the first time. We chit-chat, I make it a point to hold back on sexual talk, just throwing some negs at her here and there. Overall, I could see she was pretty impressed/intrigued.
We meet up the next evening at another bar/club, again she shows up in a super tight black mini, way overdressed for the place but looking off the hook. This time I revert back to aggressive game, we're making out hard on the dancefloor, lots of groping. About an hour in, I tell her I'd rather go back to the jacuzzi. She comes back with me to the place I'm stayin at, but we barely make it through the front door that she jumps all over me.
She did put a LOT of LMR, I actually got to hit it in the morning as that night she wouldn't go past a bj. That did piss me off somewhat. but the sex more than made up for it.
2 lessons here: the night's not over until you're back home, alone. Just cuz you only got a few minutes left in the club doesn't mean you should give up. Perseverance is key, as I always say.
Lesson #2 is that txting works, no matter what some of our anti-technology DJs will have you believe. It helps build rapport at a minimum effort on your part. So that by the time you get a face to face meeting, half of your work or more is already done...
Hope this motivates others to put some more reports. Come on troops, get out there and slay some skanks!
The week before though, I scored this 22 y.o. hottie in an interesting twist of events. I had met her about a month prior, with 5 minutes to go before last call at this bar/club in a city 45 min from where I live. As she was walking by we made eye contact, she smiled at me so I grabbed her arm "let's get one last dance in." She follows me to the dancefloor and we start grinding hard, making out within minutes. As the lights go on and the music stops she tells me "I'm not going home with you, you should find another girl." I'm like "that's cool, I'm not that kinda guy. You really thought I was that easy?" [big smirk]. Anyway, I hand her a business card, tell her to hit me up sometime and bounce.
I get a txt from her that same night, "nice to meet you" or w/er, I respond in kind and move on.
Over the nxt month, we kept exchanging txts, usually initiated by her, but sometimes I would throw in the random "happy friday" just to see where we're at.
Fast forward one month, I tell her I'll be back in Orange County (I live in LA), let's grab a drink before an evening class I had. She agrees to meet me, shows up all dolled up (big IOI in my eyes), and is pretty impressed to see me in a suit and tie, looking all sort of professional and 180 degrees from how she saw me the first time. We chit-chat, I make it a point to hold back on sexual talk, just throwing some negs at her here and there. Overall, I could see she was pretty impressed/intrigued.
We meet up the next evening at another bar/club, again she shows up in a super tight black mini, way overdressed for the place but looking off the hook. This time I revert back to aggressive game, we're making out hard on the dancefloor, lots of groping. About an hour in, I tell her I'd rather go back to the jacuzzi. She comes back with me to the place I'm stayin at, but we barely make it through the front door that she jumps all over me.
She did put a LOT of LMR, I actually got to hit it in the morning as that night she wouldn't go past a bj. That did piss me off somewhat. but the sex more than made up for it.
2 lessons here: the night's not over until you're back home, alone. Just cuz you only got a few minutes left in the club doesn't mean you should give up. Perseverance is key, as I always say.
Lesson #2 is that txting works, no matter what some of our anti-technology DJs will have you believe. It helps build rapport at a minimum effort on your part. So that by the time you get a face to face meeting, half of your work or more is already done...
Hope this motivates others to put some more reports. Come on troops, get out there and slay some skanks!
