So....
Its raining hard and this queue isn't moving. All i can smell is smoke and the sweet scent of the girls 'Ghost' perfume next to me. Shes tall, quite attractivly dressed all in black with silk legs showing and a cut being all so revealing of the clevage. I decide to pass this one up.
For me i need a drink to build the confidence before trying to even approach a girl let alone speak a word. I had a simple routine worked out this night, that i had tried previously.
So after one or maybe two, Nicki Minaj belted her "Starships" from the DJ booth and the dancefloor was filled.
In any other town or city the oppurtunity presents itself well enough. I take the lead man with my few friends; who blindly follow my over confident farce image and we walk straight into pandoras box and go for it.
But in my town theres a small issue i like to refer to the "Big Man, Small Man" complex. From where i am, the Big man usually wins.
Taking to the dancefloor theres a hottie in her little groupie, leopard print dress, black eyeliner mixed with a thick red lipstick that just compliments her concealer. Which also compliments my current tipsy state, i want it.
Me - Hey take a pic of me and my friends?
Her - Suree
Snap! Her - Hows that?
Me - Awful, how about another?
Snap! Her - Well?
Me - A little better! How about you get one with us all (i call her friends over and they follow predictively. Fortunatley for me, im not the best looking guy. Its this kind of vunerablity that gains me points as i have always at least one stud with me that compliments this. And it was this stud that would gain the groups attention)
Snap!
Me - Haha thats good, aww looks like your friends are starting to get in with mine. How cute!
Her - Oh really?
Me - Mmhmm.
I had failed to realise that tonight was Thursday and that would mean a student night. I also failed to realise half the guys were drunk and bigger. I've always had this concept of the bigger they are the better they are, but i also had this concept that with the right words you can wind any battle and tonight this girl was my battle.
Me - Mmhmm...whats your name?
Her - Lauren
Me - Kab, pleasure Missy Lauren
Her- Haha missy??
Me - Yess..Missy
Boom! I don't know what happened next, but im defeated. Before i know it, some good-looking mummys boy swoops in behind her takes a feel at her ass and grinds against her in which she sutiably follows. Failure is a pain but we learn from our mistakes. Give these two a second or two later and hes already drooled his sweet charming words into her ear and plays his tongue with hers.
Moral of the story - Be prepared for the worst. I guess looks strike over confidence sometimes! I need a new opener, the Camera is getting boring!
In Summary - Anyone want to throw advice at me on how to talk would be great, the hey hows it going lines don't work. Its the opener i need help with
- Kab