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Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Oct 23, 2007
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Ended up not doing Car Camping. Didn't feel like driving so damn far.
But, last night was interesting. I went to the gay-friendly bar, the first time on a Saturday in well over a year. Saturday is pretty much all dudes. The other two bars I went to were slow as hell and I decided to take a chance. Glad I did.
So once I get in, I'm immediately on the defensive. Dudes checking me out and sh*t. I'm scanning for girls; approaching them in this kind of environment is ridiculously easy. I hit a group of four girls, and started recruiting them to ****block the gay dudes from me. It turns out that all the girls were lesbian/bi, so I naturally recruited the hottest one to help me pick up a girl.
So we start browsing through the crowded club, with her by my side. She notices a girl checking me out, and it was dark so I couldn't get a good look at her. So I made another pass and had the girl follow me back to the smoke area, where it was quieter.
Then I noticed the adams apple. And the masculine facial features. I said "This isn't who I was looking for, nevermind" and RAN off, leaving my wing girl out to dry. She catches back up to me, giggling.
Worst wing girl ever.
But it was a good bonding thing, we joked about it and sh*t with the group. I was too freaked out for the rest of the night to approach anyone else, so I got the lesbian girl's number and left, sneaking out like James Bond, dancing my way through the sea of gay dudes to avoid being spotted by the tranny.
There were a handful of hot girls there. And I mean HOT. One chick had obviously fake enormous tits and loved showing them off. I wanted to do bad things to those tits. But I was a little shaken.
So, long story short: Went out, normal bars were unusually slow. Gay bar was unusually busy, decided to take chances. Recruited hot lesbian girl to help me pick up girl, ended up approaching a tranny (she noticed he).
But I made a new friend. She's a cool girl, she won't get jealous, she's hot, and the only thing I have to worry about with her is her converting the girls I f*ck to being exclusively lesbian. Which isn't going to happen because I f*ck better than most guys out there, a little more than the pathetic ten minute grunt a thon and then rolling over and sleeping.
Oh, and the threesome opportunities are always there.
But, last night was interesting. I went to the gay-friendly bar, the first time on a Saturday in well over a year. Saturday is pretty much all dudes. The other two bars I went to were slow as hell and I decided to take a chance. Glad I did.
So once I get in, I'm immediately on the defensive. Dudes checking me out and sh*t. I'm scanning for girls; approaching them in this kind of environment is ridiculously easy. I hit a group of four girls, and started recruiting them to ****block the gay dudes from me. It turns out that all the girls were lesbian/bi, so I naturally recruited the hottest one to help me pick up a girl.
So we start browsing through the crowded club, with her by my side. She notices a girl checking me out, and it was dark so I couldn't get a good look at her. So I made another pass and had the girl follow me back to the smoke area, where it was quieter.
Then I noticed the adams apple. And the masculine facial features. I said "This isn't who I was looking for, nevermind" and RAN off, leaving my wing girl out to dry. She catches back up to me, giggling.
Worst wing girl ever.
But it was a good bonding thing, we joked about it and sh*t with the group. I was too freaked out for the rest of the night to approach anyone else, so I got the lesbian girl's number and left, sneaking out like James Bond, dancing my way through the sea of gay dudes to avoid being spotted by the tranny.
There were a handful of hot girls there. And I mean HOT. One chick had obviously fake enormous tits and loved showing them off. I wanted to do bad things to those tits. But I was a little shaken.
So, long story short: Went out, normal bars were unusually slow. Gay bar was unusually busy, decided to take chances. Recruited hot lesbian girl to help me pick up girl, ended up approaching a tranny (she noticed he).
But I made a new friend. She's a cool girl, she won't get jealous, she's hot, and the only thing I have to worry about with her is her converting the girls I f*ck to being exclusively lesbian. Which isn't going to happen because I f*ck better than most guys out there, a little more than the pathetic ten minute grunt a thon and then rolling over and sleeping.
Oh, and the threesome opportunities are always there.