Last week i was flying home to chicago, and i lucked out by having a hb7 about 24 years old, sitting right next to me. it always sucks ass when you are sitting in between lame ass people on a plane. that day i got lucky

she initiated it:
her: why, hello there. (cute southern accent)

we had a little small talk, i opened with "who do u think lies more, ......"

that has always gotten the best response from women. we talked about literature because she was getting a degree in something with that. i told her about the book i am writing (true story), ran the cube test, the elephant and the microwave. the flight attendants kept giving me free heineken (because one was a friend of my mothers and they knew im leaving for afghanistan in 2 weeks, but i didnt bother explaining that to hb)

i did the 5 questions game on her, and i love that because it creates a reward. always. if she won i would give her my phone number and five bucks, if i won i wanted a kiss on the cheek.

i won
got my kiss on the cheek, then jokingly claimed i had amnesia and i didnt remember collecting my prize. she said the only way for me to get my kiss was to help her with her bags. right as she said that, some old man had already taken them down.

me: so what does this mean?
her: i guess it reverses who gets the kiss
me: thats not fair

i began whispering in her ear, warned her that i was going to kiss her on the cheek and no where else (me: "so dont get any crazy ideas") when i just guided her mouth to mine with one finger.

we exchanged info, and ill see how it goes.

Good job man! When I was coming back from a trip to Orlando doing a workshop something similar to that happened to me. The airport is a gold mine basically because all these people are leaving from or going to your city mostly. They are bored and trying to kill time. It's like easy pickings for a guy with some game.

Just followup with her and see where it goes. GOOD JOB!

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