LMFAO!!!!
This happened last week Friday at a restaurant called 7ate9 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Being a tits and ass man, I couldn’t help opening this Eurasian HB8 – her mix of Asian and European features makes her a straight 8 and she has a cute little face with awesome blowjob lips. I knew when I saw her I just had to break down that bitch shield. She was sitting with her friends at a table and I went straight up and used a Facebook opener…her other friends, were good-looking too. Both Chinese, one of them a 6 and the other a 4…
A little bit about the crowd that night. Mostly AFCs thinking girls would hook up with them coz the following day was Valentines and a number of rAFCs still drunk on rejection and willing to buy endless rounds of drinks to impress the girls. I was
ME: Hey girls, this is a matter of life and death...i need to ask you a question.
They stare back at me with empty looks, as if to tell me “well, what’s the question?”
ME: How would you feel if you checked your boyfriend’s Facebook profile and he changed his status to single?
They laugh then give me all sorts of “it depends” and “if he didn’t tell me then” answers and I totally ignore their answers…
ME: You’re not any of those people on Facebook are you? ………
I say it like it’s a bad thing and they look hesitant. The HB8 tries to derail my game and asks me:
“Where are your friends?”
I smile and shrug, “Somewhere out there looking for me.”
Saying this immediately made me the prize. I did as I pleased and was comfortable to hang out and make conversation in a restaurant. HB8 lit up and stared into her drink.
HB6: “Do you want to join us?”
ME: “I wish I could but those guys over there look like they could do with the company more than me.”
I motion in the direction of three Indian guys with three bottles of whisky and piles of food on their table. The girls laugh and HB6 playfully punches me…
ME: Hey! Be nice …
HB6: Or else?
ME: Just be nice! Are you always this way around the guys you like?
They look at me stunned. Now here’s one thing with Malaysian HBs – you have to be very straightforward with your negs otherwise they’ll lose you. Or worse, think you’re a creep. So I notice they think I’m too forward then smile…
ME: Awww, but I’m sure you can get any guy you want…
I guess some statements – innocent as they seem – just do it for girls. The suddenly light up about it like four year old girls with Barbies!! HB8 clearly knows she’s hotter than her friends and is till playing it safe by not getting too involved but this gets her going. I notice their body language is more relaxed now that they’re talking to me about their favorite subject: THEMSELVES.
Anyway, I take the free seat seat between HB4 and HB8 – HB6 notices and stares at me like I’ve done her wrong. LOL.
HB4: It’s hard to get a guy in KL….they’re all just after sex or something!
HB8: All guys are after sex Mei Ling
They go on about how they wouldn’t hit on a guy and all the bullshit they’re programmed to say when they’re out in restaurants. I can say I’m genuinely enjoying my conversation with them. The offer me a cigarette I tell them I quit smoking. They ask why and I smile mischievously, telling them, “I’ll last longer if I don’t smoke.”
So I decide I need to escalate this shit and the music is really good but the crowd is full of posers who won’t dance. I stand up at the table and start moving my upper body then high-five a waiter. They get more drinks and I stick to my Carlsberg (Liverpool Football Club is sponsored by such a fine beer and it’s a right shame if you ask me). I pull HB6 from her seat and lift her hand above her head ad turn her round and she laughs, “Wow!”
HB8 is clearly feeling left out so I tell her in her ear, while I have HB6 holding my hand, “Don’t be shy, nobody's staring at you."
The place gets packed, lots of expatriates and their trophy Asian wives or girlfriends fill up the dance floor and we’re having a fun time, laughing and dancing away when I hand HB6 my phone and she saves her number. I smile at her then place my hand on her waist and she steps forward on her own, I grab her right hand with my left hand and toss it on my left shoulder. It stays there and we’re dancing…and I’m totally fucked up coz I haven’t isolated HB8 who was the main reason I opened this fuckign set in the first place!!!
Fuck it, I run my right hand on the HB6’s back and we’re still dancing then I run my hand up to the back of her neck and pull at her hair…pull her head back lightly and bury my head in her neck…she takes in a deep breath and I pull away and when I look at her, she’s all misty and I know I can kiss-close.
Just as I’m about to move in, she pulls away and then lifts her feet to whisper in my ear, “Not here…”
We end up leaving her friends at their table and go to the underground car park where her parent’s station wagon is parked. We kiss for a few minutes and I sneak my hand inside her tight slacks and she’s freshly shaved….
Fool’s chance to F-close and I’m trying to unbutton her slacks when she says it, “Do you want to rape me?”
FUCK! I stop and sit up, stare at her and fix my glasses on again.
“What?”
HB6: “Do you have fantasies about raping somebody?”
ME: “Fuck no!”
HB6: Oh…
Odd silence and I stare at her then take off my glasses, wipe them with my shirt and put them back on. I step out of the car and she steps out too, “Sorry…”
ME: “No it’s cool, it’s just not…my thing, you know….let’s go back inside”
She fixes herself up, I’m trying to maintain my frame but it’s fucking hard. We get back to the restaurant and I tell her I’m going to the gents and will catch up with her later. I head there, wash up, look in the mirror and laugh to myself.
LESSON LEARNT: Isolate your target. I made a big mistake to not isolate as soon as I had the chance when we started talking about girls getting any guys they wanted. It sounds fun and exciting but being a foreigner in a Muslim country…last thing you need is somebody asking you if you fantasize about raping women. There’s a limit even for rAFCS or aspiring PUAs.
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Sweet!