Chillisauce
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The following FR is mostly true (some exaggeration) and took place in a Brisbane (Australia) supermarket.
Mission: To kill my fear of approaching hot b1tches of 8.5 or up.
My room-mate and I were doing some shopping for the week, the usual being many cartons of eggs and some red meat., when in the other isle a stunning brunet appeared - tanned skin, very similar face to Angelina Jolie (in that reptile kind of way if you know what I mean)– an easy HB8, probably coming closer to HB9. I immediately felt my gut clench and got completely sucked into her reality.
Now, it so happens I’d recently read a thread from this board where a fellow did a banana approach on a HB in a supermarket and it seemed like a perfect opportunity had appeared to replicate it. My room-mate (who also happens to be my wing most of the time) gave me a few words of encouragement and stepped back.
I picked up two bananas, by this stage the little voice in my head was shouting WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! And made my way over to the girl. I broke out in a cold sweat and felt the need to clear my throat but pushed on. A tip sprang to mind, think of the worst possible outcome that can occur from an approach and you will realise its not so bad. The worst I could come up with was people laughing at me and her slapping me.
Completely oblivious to my approach she was selecting some kind of vegetable (hey, I’m an 18 year old male – if its green I probably don’t eat it) when a nervous ‘Hi’ came from behind her. She looked straight into my eyes and I gave her my Gunwitch 110% sexual state look, she seemed to reciprocate – Success! Then she noticed I was holding 2 different sized bananas near my groin and I said ‘Which one do you prefer?’
A flicker crossed her beautiful face, arousal maybe? She took a step closer, my heart beat faster and I think I stopped breathing. Bam!, I’m on the ground clutching my groin in a fetal position. The pain burnt like a thousand suns and I cried out. ( Think of your worst groin hit) Before I could recover she starts kicking me in the head (very hard), but thankfully my room-mate was there, he managed to stop the savage beast after about the 3rd or 4th kick. So far I have not noticed any problems down south but I did require 3 stitches in the back of my head from her pointy shoes.
End result – I STILL fear approaching hot women.
-Chillisauce
Mission: To kill my fear of approaching hot b1tches of 8.5 or up.
My room-mate and I were doing some shopping for the week, the usual being many cartons of eggs and some red meat., when in the other isle a stunning brunet appeared - tanned skin, very similar face to Angelina Jolie (in that reptile kind of way if you know what I mean)– an easy HB8, probably coming closer to HB9. I immediately felt my gut clench and got completely sucked into her reality.
Now, it so happens I’d recently read a thread from this board where a fellow did a banana approach on a HB in a supermarket and it seemed like a perfect opportunity had appeared to replicate it. My room-mate (who also happens to be my wing most of the time) gave me a few words of encouragement and stepped back.
I picked up two bananas, by this stage the little voice in my head was shouting WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! And made my way over to the girl. I broke out in a cold sweat and felt the need to clear my throat but pushed on. A tip sprang to mind, think of the worst possible outcome that can occur from an approach and you will realise its not so bad. The worst I could come up with was people laughing at me and her slapping me.
Completely oblivious to my approach she was selecting some kind of vegetable (hey, I’m an 18 year old male – if its green I probably don’t eat it) when a nervous ‘Hi’ came from behind her. She looked straight into my eyes and I gave her my Gunwitch 110% sexual state look, she seemed to reciprocate – Success! Then she noticed I was holding 2 different sized bananas near my groin and I said ‘Which one do you prefer?’
A flicker crossed her beautiful face, arousal maybe? She took a step closer, my heart beat faster and I think I stopped breathing. Bam!, I’m on the ground clutching my groin in a fetal position. The pain burnt like a thousand suns and I cried out. ( Think of your worst groin hit) Before I could recover she starts kicking me in the head (very hard), but thankfully my room-mate was there, he managed to stop the savage beast after about the 3rd or 4th kick. So far I have not noticed any problems down south but I did require 3 stitches in the back of my head from her pointy shoes.
End result – I STILL fear approaching hot women.
-Chillisauce
