Last night was fucking fantastic. This past weekend I held my third workshop and took the attendees out to celebrate Mardi Gras afterward! Since I fucking love The Dungeon, we eventually wound up there.
During the Mardi Gras break here in New Orleans, the tourists are usually easy pickings. I like gaming and making out with tourists; it's fun and they feel more free to let loose and have more fun than people normally would. Last night, however, I sarged up a local, which I guess you can consider a step-up from gaming a tourist.
I actually met HBGayBrother through Stormy at the venue. I shall call her "HBGayBrother" because she was there with her older brother who's gay. Stormy told us that she was fair game because he's been in the friend zone with her from a while back or something.
She forgot my name after a little while, so I tried something new. To make sure she remembered my name for next time, I took her hand and squeezed it while telling her my name again. I think this anchored the memory of my name to the hand-kino. I then intermittently squeezed her hand from time to time and asked her what my name was. She answered correctly each time. I don't know if that actually worked the way I thought it did, but it helped me escalate some kino there.
I started flirting with her pretty heavily, applying sexual frame and a conspiracy-theory rapport-building thing.
Chief: psst... Can you keep a secret? (lean in and motion for her to lean in - small compliance test)
HB: yes (after leaning in)
Chief: (in her ear) I have such a crush on the bartender with the striped shirt, but don't tell anybody!
This set the frame for discretion. I later on set the frame for discretion even stronger by telling her another secret about me that I won't share here. While I was talking to her it was easy to put sexual state to good use. Our faces were very close to each others while we conversed.
I asked her if she liked dancing. Since she is a girl, she said yes. I told her that I'd test her later on her dancing skills and that she'll be competing with the bartender I have a crush on. SOI.
I flirt with her more by blaming her for being a bad influence on me. I don't do drugs, but she's done a lot of them before. I essentially set up a role-play where she was this naughty girl trying to corrupt my innocence. At some point she tells me that she's bisexual because I steered the conversation toward the topic of sexuality. I tell her that I think that girls who aren't openly bisexual have some weird hangups because that's actually what I believe lol.
She says she has to go to the bathroom and out of sheer coincidence I do, too lol. I walk her to where the bathrooms are (leading her by the hand, of course) and we shoot the shit and flirt even more while standing in line to use the bathrooms. After we finish emptying our bladders, I lead her to a different section of the venue - the dance floor. I try running my usual rapid kino escalation dance floor game, but something seems off. Whenever things get too hot and heavy while we're dancing, she pushes me away a little bit. She resists my attempts at kiss-closing like this. I calibrated accordingly by dancing with pretty much everything that moved and not solely with her. I also danced with her gay brother while not knowing that he was gay. I think I turned him on. Damn.
Later on the two of us were sitting down at a different place in the venue, flirting more. I learned that she has a boyfriend! I persist with kiss-close attempts and I get the boyfriend objection in the form of a cheek every time, but I can still tell that she's into me. That means I shall keep trying!
We go back up to the dance floor after some other stuff happened and I try dance floor game again. She has to pee again so she goes downstairs to the bathroom. While she's gone, Stormy tells me that he has to bounce back home. Since he's my ride, that means I have to go, too! I start heading downstairs and see HBGayBrother on her way out of the bathroom. I tell her that I have to leave and I ask her what her phone number is. She tries to give me another boyfriend objection but I'm just like oh no you don't!
HB: But you know I have a boyfriend, right?
Chief: That doesn't mean we can't be friends now, right?
*number-close*
After that, I started heading out. We ran into Charlie0, one of the workshop attendees, along the way. I told him I had to leave since Stormy was my ride. He would have none of this so he offered to take me back home whenever I wanted to later. Hooray! This means I can keep gaming HBGayBrother. I go back into the venue and find her again easily. "Well apparently I'm not leaving yet." This acted as one big coincidental false takeaway.
After a little while I isolate her, sitting down at the same place we were before. I give her the standard, "Are you discreet? I'm discreet" line. Hooray for actively lowering ASD! I get a yes. We get into a conversation about how discretion is awesome. I'm sure she's thinking about (or at least subconsciously noting) having an affair now. I kept persisting, this time blatantly talking about sex, giving a ton of suggestions that presuppose the fact that we're already having a discreet affair, and applying Ciaran's Shock and Awe technique. After fumbling around with some more playful resistance... Boom. Make-out.
Her gay brother even helped me out at one point by telling her that he liked me better than her current boyfriend in front of me. Good thing I danced with him earlier lol.
Something about this girl was really special. When I would attempt to kiss-close, she playfully resisted while saying my real name (instead of "Chief") and smiling. She even did that in between our make-outs. I usually hate it when people call me by my real name because it's way too common of a name and I take pride in my eccentric individuality. For some reason, though, hearing her say my real name turned me on. That's never happened before. That shit usually turns me off. Strange.
The logistics for a pull and full-close were most certainly not in place that night. I'll call her later and see what magical adventures can come of this.
