| Holy Freakin' Jesus!!! This shi'ite works! This shi'ite just happened and it didn't even feel like I was trying. A LOT needs to be validated here, as this was a) purely a practice run, as there is minimal interest on my part. She gets me hard, but I'm only male, and b) prior to my being thrown into this pool, she had, amongst other things, played dress-up in my old office, sat on both my desk suggestively, and, more importantly, my lap, and leapt across said desk to kiss me rather akwardly. Has expressly stated she wants 'nothing serious', and that the 'cute guy' at the office doesn't know what to do with her. Hints at her 'long-forgotten vixen'. We had flirted somewhat by text (usually initiated by her), but I've left the situation alone like a casserol.
Name: Camel
Age: 24
Rating: 6.75 on a good day.
BadKarma sent Camel a text message in the early afternoon;
Hey Missy, having fun yet?
Several hours later, he receieves a message saying Camel has won $100 at a gaming establishment.
BK: Are you going to buy me a drink?
Camel: If you want
BK: Does [location] serve decent Manhattans?
Camel: Come and find out
BK: Maybe I will.
Camel: Come and claim it
A call initiated by her, and we agree to meet out the front of [location] in 20 minutes.
I had just finished a day of coursework, and was sweaty, and dressed in my outfit. Almost any Brisvegan would know the outfit as blue collar, but most wouldn't realise it is actually blue collar royalty. With 20 minutes of faffing about I procure a tan cabbie-style hat (a preferred style) and a brown Ben Sherman t-shirt.
I walk up the stairs as she comes down, and standing my ground, point to my cheek. Taking the cue, she leans down, using me as a post, and kisses it. I walk up the stairs, but she tries to divert, claiming her mother is inside. I hold for five seconds, then, leading her gently by the elbow at times, direct her across the street to a white collar cocktail bar. I get my Manhattan (drier than I prefer), she get's a Coke. On a bill of $18.50, her drink cost $2.50. This shit ain't right!
She wonders what's upstairs, and before she get's anything out, I'm leading, knowing she'll follow. I tell her that 'life's an adventure if you don't always know where the stairs lead'. Claiming a corner couch, I sit as if I'm king-shit. She sits close enough to let her foot touch mine.
{at this point, a mistake I spotted is that I thoroughly ignored two nearby sets; a 2 (1M, 1F) and a 4 (1M, 3F). Female in the 2-set was a solid 7.75, and I was lax in my observation of the 4-set, but high 6s to 7s would be a rough guess}
She and I chat, I occasionally neg her. Work crap, gave her the whole 'you always get what you always got' routine. A request to wear my hat was rebuffed (I have no idea what I said, but it must have worked). She had a valid time constraint (child at daycare I was fully aware of), but negged her playfully on looking at her clock. I let her know I was going to walk soon. She begged me not to. I leaned back, relaxed a little. (the 4-set had left - should really have opened them)
She played with hair, and get this, scratched the top of her hand. If I hadn't watched the Mystery vid on IOI's I wouldn't have known. She was giggling a LOT, and wasn't focusing on anything. Just to test my limits, I partially Cubed her. She was flakey at this point, but through the giggles I finally got (with my fluffy interpretations):
- A small cardboard box (practical, doesn't see herself as good as she is 'good things come in small packages' - great for petite women?)
- Steel ladder, nowhere near the box (You've got a strong family, but for some reason, you don't rely on them - utter b/s, maybe 'connect' with them would be a better phrasing?)
- A field of wild flowers, near neither of the above (Not too close to 'her boy' [has never mentioned his name in the 3 months we've known each other], but he's quite a wild child - Resentment issues?)
- A brown horse near none of them (When pressed, she admitted to liking 'white guys' [BK is caucasian, with curly auburn hair, hazel eyes and wore the aforementioned outfit])
She threw a booted leg over mine after the reading, enjoyed her Coke [Should I have moved her leg then?] She stood up, and said she wanted to show me something. Like an AFC I follow, and she leads me to a net cafe where she loads up her Facebook. Her details show her as an Aries/Picses, and being related to one and dated the other, pull the whole 'You're a vibrant/great person but too often you hold yourself back'. I qualified it with saying my relative was similar. Made to leave and had her log off, pay and leave with me. Tried the internal colour thing, but I figured it wasn't needed (also, it was a mall on a Friday at dusk, so she didn't expect her to focus - BAD newbie!). Continued to open square, offerred her some further validations of her self [too much, IMO], then made towards mass transit, which was where she was headed. Standing out the front of building;
Camel "We definately have to catch up next week."
BK "And why is that?"
Camel "So we can do this all over again."
BK "Maybe" [Should I have disqualified her - "If I'm free, maybe."?]
I pointed to my cheek again, she went for a quick lips kiss close, I responded with the 'that'll be $10 - this shit ain't free' routine. Pointed to cheek again, which she kissed. I say goodbye and walk off feeling good but without looking back.
After a short distance of Mass Transit, disembark, speaking casually with work acquaintances. I give a solid 'man's man' sign to a friend on his way home, who, unbeknownst to me, was with a female companion (High 6). She was looking at me with 'something' in her eyes (am I reading something wrong), I hardly noticed her (I hope), though my friend did place his hand on her elbow/upper arm as if to lead her away.
Feeling like the king-shit, I got online and started this report. Since then Camel has phoned once briefly to establish if I was at her location still. My response is that I'm the man and my business (proverbial) to take care of, [TOO cocky/CF???]. She has also sent the following text message (her lack of punctuation, not mine];
Camel: I will have to take ur advise and use it not let things get to me sorry no more credit lol ur a very unique person its nice
So, to those of you out there with insight, I'd appreciate anything you liked, and especially what you didn't like, about what I did. I can clearly see how this can become Crack, as that primative male power rush was kicking. However, I'm liable to just as quickly dismiss the whole thing as learning exercise/lucky break. My guestimate is that she is lacking in self-esteem, and as a single mother with an 18 month old is just wanting a break from reality.
Then again, maybe I'm judging myself too hard, as we are all prone to do.
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