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Don Juan
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- Feb 16, 2002
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Not too much to brag about with her yet, but it was for the most part a well-orchestrated club approach that led to an ethusiastic number closing. Also, I did well at neg-hitting which has always been one of my weak points even up until recently.
I was with my #1 wingman L.J. in the trendy new hot spot in my town. We spent some time wading through the crowds when we first came I spotted a girl who I would jugde to be a 9 except for the fact that she was rather tall (which is okay for me but for others maybe not). I saw her walk upstairs with the girls she came with where there is a wrap-around balcony type deal above the dance floor. I was going to go up for a cigarette and an bird's eye view of the spot anyway so I figured I could talk to her up there. I informed wingie L.J. of my new location and I went.
I stood down the railing from her and smoked a cigarette and watched the floor for a moment while she talked to who I later found out to be her sisters. I was pretty sure I had not been noticed at this point. Her sisters left and of course I came.
Me: Hi, how are you?
Her: Great (smiling), how are you?
Me: Oh, can't complain. My name is Nick.
Her: Nice to meet you, Nick. My name is Lucinda.
Me: You know Lucinda, I was noticing you are pretty tall, how tall exactly?
Her: 6'1''.
Me: Christ, you're almost as tall as me! In fact taller with those heels you're wearing that you should lose, girls just shouldn't be that tall.
NEG-HIT! She had a look of surprise on her face in response to my comment and subsequently began to laugh.
From there we made some small talk her talking mostly of course. However I chimed in only where I noticed I had things in common that were related to what she was talking about. For example:
"Oh you're from <town out in the boonies>, I used to go to school in <town not too far away from said town>."
Also worth mentioning is that she initiated kino by putting her hand on my arm. I followed suit by putting my hand on the bare skin at the small of her back.
This kind of talk when on for a few minutes then seemingly out of nowhere I started laughing.
Her: Why are laughing?
Me: Oh my God! You're making me laugh the way your nose wiggles when you talk!
NEG-HIT! She became visibly a little self-concious after this comment. Her eyes moved around a little as she said "Oh, it does?"
I changed the subject quickly and said, "anyway, let's go downstairs and dance." Which we did for two songs, with some bump-and-grind action too at some points. After two songs she told me her and her sisters were going to dance up on the little platform for hot chicks only kind of deal they have by the dance floor. I disappeared knowing she would be easy to find later and went and chilled with wingie L.J. who had run into some of his friends who had some hot chicks with them.
I ran into her when her and her sisters were about to leave. She went over to me to say goodbye.
Her: Nick, it was really nice metting you.
Me: Yeah, you too. How would you like to go out for coffee sometime.
Her: (eyes lighting up and smiling) I'd love to!
Me: Cool, can I call you?
Her: Sure let's go over here and I'll write down my number for you.
Me: (Taking out a business card of mine) I got it. (I write her name and show her). It's that how you spell it.
Her: Yes, good job Nick!
I wrote down her number, but fvcked it up and she had to repeat it a couple times. I showed my drunkeness here which was my only mistake of the whole pursuit in my opinion. I don't think it's going to hurt too much with her.
L.J. (who is on a break from drinking) drove my drunk ass home in my truck. Long live wingie L.J.! It was a good night!
I was with my #1 wingman L.J. in the trendy new hot spot in my town. We spent some time wading through the crowds when we first came I spotted a girl who I would jugde to be a 9 except for the fact that she was rather tall (which is okay for me but for others maybe not). I saw her walk upstairs with the girls she came with where there is a wrap-around balcony type deal above the dance floor. I was going to go up for a cigarette and an bird's eye view of the spot anyway so I figured I could talk to her up there. I informed wingie L.J. of my new location and I went.
I stood down the railing from her and smoked a cigarette and watched the floor for a moment while she talked to who I later found out to be her sisters. I was pretty sure I had not been noticed at this point. Her sisters left and of course I came.
Me: Hi, how are you?
Her: Great (smiling), how are you?
Me: Oh, can't complain. My name is Nick.
Her: Nice to meet you, Nick. My name is Lucinda.
Me: You know Lucinda, I was noticing you are pretty tall, how tall exactly?
Her: 6'1''.
Me: Christ, you're almost as tall as me! In fact taller with those heels you're wearing that you should lose, girls just shouldn't be that tall.
NEG-HIT! She had a look of surprise on her face in response to my comment and subsequently began to laugh.
From there we made some small talk her talking mostly of course. However I chimed in only where I noticed I had things in common that were related to what she was talking about. For example:
"Oh you're from <town out in the boonies>, I used to go to school in <town not too far away from said town>."
Also worth mentioning is that she initiated kino by putting her hand on my arm. I followed suit by putting my hand on the bare skin at the small of her back.
This kind of talk when on for a few minutes then seemingly out of nowhere I started laughing.
Her: Why are laughing?
Me: Oh my God! You're making me laugh the way your nose wiggles when you talk!
NEG-HIT! She became visibly a little self-concious after this comment. Her eyes moved around a little as she said "Oh, it does?"
I changed the subject quickly and said, "anyway, let's go downstairs and dance." Which we did for two songs, with some bump-and-grind action too at some points. After two songs she told me her and her sisters were going to dance up on the little platform for hot chicks only kind of deal they have by the dance floor. I disappeared knowing she would be easy to find later and went and chilled with wingie L.J. who had run into some of his friends who had some hot chicks with them.
I ran into her when her and her sisters were about to leave. She went over to me to say goodbye.
Her: Nick, it was really nice metting you.
Me: Yeah, you too. How would you like to go out for coffee sometime.
Her: (eyes lighting up and smiling) I'd love to!
Me: Cool, can I call you?
Her: Sure let's go over here and I'll write down my number for you.
Me: (Taking out a business card of mine) I got it. (I write her name and show her). It's that how you spell it.
Her: Yes, good job Nick!
I wrote down her number, but fvcked it up and she had to repeat it a couple times. I showed my drunkeness here which was my only mistake of the whole pursuit in my opinion. I don't think it's going to hurt too much with her.
L.J. (who is on a break from drinking) drove my drunk ass home in my truck. Long live wingie L.J.! It was a good night!
