MDgood
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Every hot chick has an ugly friend. It's one of those ying/yang things in the universe that nature does to arrive at a balance and keep from collapsing in on itself.
I was at a bar on Saturday night, just getting a nice buzz on, and not really planning on meeting anybody. Then this HB 8.5 with a total rocking bod comes in with her UG 3 friend. I'm sitting at a table, and they sit down a few feet away from me at the bar.
My favorite thing to do at bars is to play Jane Goodall/ Charles Darwin, and watch the behavior of the male apes descend on the HBs. Talk about natural selection in action. As expected, the HB soon had no fewer than 4 guys around her, each wanting her affections, and each getting selected out of the dating pool for being a clueless AFC.
At first I wasn't going to do anything, neither of them were my type. But then Mr. Alcohol said, "Hey, MDgood, let's see how well you can do..." Naturally, Mr. Alcohol being my friend, I obliged.
I was patient and looked for the opportunity to move in. But how? How do you get the HB to notice you, especially when her bytch shield has gone up to max power because of constant AFC attack?
Simple enough. I moved up to the bar and struck up a conversation with the UG 3. As soon as the HB saw that her UG friend was laughing and having a good time, the HB came to me. After the rapport had been built up to a comfortable level, I bought all three of us a few shots, getting us to a nice drunk level. The other AFCs were ignored. I was in control. When the bar closed, I walked out with both of them.
Now being that this is not a porno, no threesome occured. What we did was talk in parking lot until we sobered up enough to be able to drive home. But they did ask for my number, which I gave them, and although I was just called by the UG, that's only a lead in to getting back to the HB if I so choose. Honestly, I have no clue what I want to do now, but the fact remains: I came, I saw, I conquered, and at the end of the evening it was the HB talking to me.
I was at a bar on Saturday night, just getting a nice buzz on, and not really planning on meeting anybody. Then this HB 8.5 with a total rocking bod comes in with her UG 3 friend. I'm sitting at a table, and they sit down a few feet away from me at the bar.
My favorite thing to do at bars is to play Jane Goodall/ Charles Darwin, and watch the behavior of the male apes descend on the HBs. Talk about natural selection in action. As expected, the HB soon had no fewer than 4 guys around her, each wanting her affections, and each getting selected out of the dating pool for being a clueless AFC.
At first I wasn't going to do anything, neither of them were my type. But then Mr. Alcohol said, "Hey, MDgood, let's see how well you can do..." Naturally, Mr. Alcohol being my friend, I obliged.
I was patient and looked for the opportunity to move in. But how? How do you get the HB to notice you, especially when her bytch shield has gone up to max power because of constant AFC attack?
Simple enough. I moved up to the bar and struck up a conversation with the UG 3. As soon as the HB saw that her UG friend was laughing and having a good time, the HB came to me. After the rapport had been built up to a comfortable level, I bought all three of us a few shots, getting us to a nice drunk level. The other AFCs were ignored. I was in control. When the bar closed, I walked out with both of them.
Now being that this is not a porno, no threesome occured. What we did was talk in parking lot until we sobered up enough to be able to drive home. But they did ask for my number, which I gave them, and although I was just called by the UG, that's only a lead in to getting back to the HB if I so choose. Honestly, I have no clue what I want to do now, but the fact remains: I came, I saw, I conquered, and at the end of the evening it was the HB talking to me.