Visionist
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Mar 27, 2016
- Messages
- 855
- Reaction score
- 896
- Age
- 36
Back in the 00s a HB8.5 - HB9 at work had my attention. Busty redhead. She would never reciprocate beyond casual conversation and she had a boyfriend besides. I was blue pilled and still fancied her.
At a party one time I expected her to show up and when she didn't I moronically told a few friends I wanted to fück her to a pulp. Oops. She showed up in front of my work department in her civvies after that, with her boyfriend and was kissing and rubbing up on him in front of me. lol.
Met her at a club a while later. She was drunk and jumped on me all excited and kissed me enthusiastically, but on the cheek. Her boyfriend (tall blonde surfer dude) was actually a decent guy. He helped me find the tang to my watch buckle which had come off outside, on the wooden planks of the pier the club was located on. I was terrified I would lose that irreplaceable tang between the planks but he found it for me. I wasn't wearing my glasses or contacts and couldn't see sh!t in the dark. If it hadn't been for him I would have lost it.
He disappeared at one point and it was just me and her hanging out. We walked arm in arm back to my car and I told her how good we looked walking together. She remarked moments later when a couple of cops, called to the club, moved aside to let us walk through them. I had her and my drunk friend in my car and dropped her off first. This is where I could have kissed her and invited her round mine. She had that pained look as we hugged goodbye. All I could think about was the boyfriend and how decent he'd been to me. Bear in mind this girl was probably in the top five girls I've ever fancied in my life.
Years later, I see her walking but have no time to stop so I ignore her. She doesn't see me or pretends not to. I check her FB and lo and behold, she's deleted me. I think I foolishly messaged her on there along the lines of "saw you near the train station, how's things?" No reply. I might even more foolishly have tried to add her back on there too. Had already lost her number by that point.
Moral of this essay? Ethics will ruin your chances of screwing a busty redhead. I don't know why she deleted me.
At a party one time I expected her to show up and when she didn't I moronically told a few friends I wanted to fück her to a pulp. Oops. She showed up in front of my work department in her civvies after that, with her boyfriend and was kissing and rubbing up on him in front of me. lol.
Met her at a club a while later. She was drunk and jumped on me all excited and kissed me enthusiastically, but on the cheek. Her boyfriend (tall blonde surfer dude) was actually a decent guy. He helped me find the tang to my watch buckle which had come off outside, on the wooden planks of the pier the club was located on. I was terrified I would lose that irreplaceable tang between the planks but he found it for me. I wasn't wearing my glasses or contacts and couldn't see sh!t in the dark. If it hadn't been for him I would have lost it.
He disappeared at one point and it was just me and her hanging out. We walked arm in arm back to my car and I told her how good we looked walking together. She remarked moments later when a couple of cops, called to the club, moved aside to let us walk through them. I had her and my drunk friend in my car and dropped her off first. This is where I could have kissed her and invited her round mine. She had that pained look as we hugged goodbye. All I could think about was the boyfriend and how decent he'd been to me. Bear in mind this girl was probably in the top five girls I've ever fancied in my life.
Years later, I see her walking but have no time to stop so I ignore her. She doesn't see me or pretends not to. I check her FB and lo and behold, she's deleted me. I think I foolishly messaged her on there along the lines of "saw you near the train station, how's things?" No reply. I might even more foolishly have tried to add her back on there too. Had already lost her number by that point.
Moral of this essay? Ethics will ruin your chances of screwing a busty redhead. I don't know why she deleted me.