Okay guys, I just joined, but I wanna post this while it is still pretty fresh in my mind. I live in the uppermost region of California, Humboldt county, the place is semi-dead and I feel cooped up here constantly, not alot of places to sarge. When I can get out is the only time my game can shine, but sometimes I feel like I'm on fire. So let me tell you about the last time I left town for 5 days.

At the time I was dating my roomate, a HB 7.5 with large breasts and blonde curly hair, she is pretty cool, I consider her pretty much a female PUA in alot of ways, and I run alot of my game by her (without her knowledge mostly , just to test things out haha). Well anyhow I left home and said goodbye, and drove 5 hours to San Fran to fly out the next day. I didn't have a hotel and I knew I wasn't going to need one because I had been myspacing an old friend who I knew from Saddleback College, that I had been out of touch with for about a year, and over the past year she had moved from Orange County to Sanf Fran.

She had emailed me her number so I called her on the way down and told her I was headed her way and told her I wanted to drop by while I was in town. She told me that she worked at this bead shop right on Castro, she told me she was closing up and to drop by. Parking was awful. I found her at the bead shop, she had gotten hotter since I saw her last, a 7.5 everywhere, except she had disproportionately large breasts that I would call a 9. We bullshitted for a while, then walked to my truck parked forever away. I could tell she was getting cold so I put my arm around her and made small talk until she said she knew of this killer Mexican place on the way to her house. I went in knowing I had no cash, and told her I was short on funds, so she offered to buy me dinner. After a little teasing all through the meal and laughing at the Mexican t.v. channel we left to go to her place.

At her place I talked about things that are associated with Humboldt county, I showed her some pictures of things on my laptop that I brought with me. We smoked a little hash that I brought, and told the incredible sotry of how I got a flat tire on the way down and almost crashed and died at 85mph, which did happen earlier that day.
We said goodnight to her roomates (who were smokin hot) and f-closed her that night still smelling like my girlfriend from earlier that day. and again the following morning. I had her walk me to my car the next day and I drove to the airport from there.

That night I was tired from travel so I didn't do much but the following night was the big night which I had flown down for, my uncle's bachelor party. We rented a hummer limo and hit four strip clubs in hollywood, it was really cool, I was the only young one in the group, but my family knows how to get roudy loud and party. a few of my uncles bought me dances from girls at the first few places, I was starting to get into it and by the last club I was starting to get on my game. My dad told me to pick any stripper in the club and he'd buy me a dance, I didn't decide right away because I needed to check out my options. a had a cigarrette outside, came back in and the girl I wanted instantly. She was by far the hottest stripper that I had seen at any of the clubs that night, and she made eye contact with me and walked up to me and asked if I wanted a dance. She was definatly at least a 10, she was super gorgeous. She said I "looked like a movie star", and that her name was pronounced like "Cute" but spelled different, she spoke with a french accent and was french and brazillian I think. I told her to come with me and led her by the hand to my dad, and said I found the girl I wanted. My dad gave her $20 and we went to the back for a lapdance.

She asked what I did and I told her I was a grower from Humboldt county, I told her I had blown up a few houses and was in the process of buying a few more to grow in, which was a lie, but seemed to impress her. In the back she was rubbing on me which I know is normal, but I grabbed her and started grinding with her back, leading her instead of the way they usually lead you in that kind of "dance", she said i was "too wild" which still resonates in my ear the way she said it with her French accent. I said "You know it," and told her that she should be the one paying me for the dance. She laughed and proceeded to deliberately rubbed her crotch on mine until she made me come and giggled a little when I did. She did it intentionally and told me afterward that I'm too wild and that she was going to have to tell my dad. The group got ready to leave, everyone more sexually frustrated than when they got there, except for me. I asked her if she’d come back in the limo and party with us, and she said she’d love to but that she was working.

All night I had been hanging out with this guy that my uncle knew named Boo, who was a Blood gang member who grew up on Crenshaw, he had bullet scars on his arm from being shot in Compton. He was into advertising or something for people like Dr. Dre and Snoop. I was rapping along with some of "the game" and "dr dre" and after her found out what happened at the club he said, "damn this white bay is a pimp, we need to take him out clubbin sometime, the little white girls are gonna be all over him!" He told me to call him the next day to attend Nick Cannon's birthday party at Club Mood in West Hollywood.

The next day I called the hottest girl I knew, Adaeze, a beautiful friend that I used to know when I went to school in Southern California. She is a Model/photographer now with a boyfriend. Half indian, half black a super hottie, easily a 9 or 10. She was down so that night she picked me up and we drove to Hollywood. We found the club, a line stretched down the block, but my gangsta friend was in the front of the line. People were lying and saying they did drinks and stuff to try to sneak in it was crazy. Boo got Adaeze in even though she was only 19 and it was 21 and over because she is so hot, and they want hotties at the club.

All the guys kept telling me I was the man for showing up with such a hot female, and kept asking her if she had any sisters they could meet. I was one of the only white kids there and I had the hottest black girl there, I could tell this made a few of the guys there a little mad at me.

Once we got in the place was awesome. It was one of the nicest places I'd ever been too, mirrors, candles, a raging dance floor. I went to the bar, got a drink and sat down with Adaeze and smoked a cigarette. We were both really excited to get in and kept talking about how cool this was, I asked her if she wanted to dance, and she said after she had a drink. I said fine, I was going to the bathroom and I'd meet her when I got out, but when I got out I saw her at the bar surrounded by a bunch of the staff. Apparently they ID'ed her and she didn't have it (well she did but wasn't showing it to them because she was underage). I tried to smooth things out, she said she was trying to buy the drink for her "boyfriend" referring to me and I had my ID. It didn't fly and she got kicked out, so I left too, especially since she was my ride. I cant believe that we had just gotten kicked out of the coolest party of my life after only about 15 minutes!!!

She said she felt terrible and didn't know what to do. I put my arm around her and consoled her, I told her that it will make a great story and that together we'll have more fun. We drove back to Orange County, She said that she was going to miss me since I was flying back up north the following day, and I suggested watching something on T.V. at her place before saying farewell. We went in and put on some on-demand episodes of weeds and laid on the floor watching them, she said I could spend the night and that she'd drive me to the airport the next day. I knew that was basically an open invitation. We made out, took each others shirts off and fooled around until we both came. The next day she drove me to the airport, and I flew home from the best trip of my life. When I got back my girlfriend was only upset when I told her I didn't use a condom in San Fran, I know I should have, but luckily nothing happened from it, and she was proud of me for everything overall. I know the first one doesn't really count since she was my girlfriend, but I'm still stoked on it.

-element96