Gentlemen,

I was contemplating the best ways to introduce myself, and thought that if I started pontificating advice without giving anyone some evidence to suggest that I was worth my two cents, you would all have every right to think I was an arrogant asshole who can’t walk the line he talks.

With that in mind, everyone likes a story so I picked a recent seduction that is an ongoing saga that should give you guys insight into my social nature.

Respectfully,

Mr. Wolf

25 March 2007
Angelina Jolie

The first time I saw her she was sitting on a couch in a busy bar on a friday night in the middle of the city with three girlfriends each side of her. She was the splitting image of Angelina Jolie only five years younger with big transparent blue eyes, full lips and long black hair. She was dangerously beautiful in a black dress. It was screamingly obvious she was completely unattainable to most and a poisonous fruit that must be eaten by some. I like apples.

My partner in crime Jimstar and I were out with one of our regular clients, I was speaking into Jimstar’s ear telling him my opinion of the way our client was going so far. In that moment I caught her eye. She was talking on her phone to some poor soul that if he only knew would surely get himself to St Kilda before ten minutes was over. Even if he did it was already too late. She was mine now.

I didn’t move, sitting in set with our client, Jimstar and three girls one of which was telling me about her tongue ring I figured it a reasonable excuse not to pounce just yet. I broke eye contact with Angelina and made her sweat for a little. All this sweating made her very thirsty, attracting her to the bar which coincidently we were all standing near.

Jimstar: Tells client what is happening
Client: What? Mate she is unbelievable! Alright I want to see this…
Wolf: Alright mate, not yet.

Jimstar finds the only girl that was his type (Swedish Stripper) and sits in set with her for five minutes and works his magic. Our client and I move away from our set and I begin telling him about the seduction that is taking place. Five minutes pass and Angelina walks by with her friend once, the second time she almost walks completely past me when I grab her hand softly and pull her in to me firmly. She smelt wonderful.

Wolf: That was too obvious.

I had pulled her in so close that she didn’t know how to react so she kissed me on the side of my lips. I stood there unmoved in silence. At this point I knew I could fuck her.

Angelina: I saw you from across the room.
Wolf: Let’s go for a coffee.
Angelina: Well…
Wolf: Like right now.

We were already holding hands so I start moving towards the exit and began leading her through the crowd before she could say a word. As I took my first step she chuckles with approval. I glance back at my client…he was picking his jaw up off the floor.

We got out the front door of the bar and I feel her pull me back quite strongly and she kisses me right there in front of everyone on the street. Hello seductress! Normally it is I who calls the shots but this time she had the confidence to break my leadership and was sassy enough to really catch me off guard with this kiss. I was very impressed…such a assertive woman like this is rare.

All her friends came out and one of them smiles at me then grabs her hand and the two of them start speaking to each other in a hushed tone. I wasn’t going to wait around for her to finish.

Wolf: I’ve got to get back to my friends. I won’t stay away from a client more than five minutes so I really had to get back.
Angelina: I’m going to (nightclub) now.

I said nothing and stood there looking at her, I was actually threatened by her and to add to that she was poisonously beautiful, certainly almost every man would simple die and turn to pulp when looking at this siren. I was dying inside as I took a few steps back and turned my back saying,

"Maybe."

I didn’t get her number. I knew I had to let her go before I could truly have her so as much as it killed me to walk away I did. I was confident I would see her again, that she would be waiting for me at the club by the look on her face. But how could I really tell? I was still leaving the game to chance. It is what it is.

We finished up with our client at about 2am, had a debrief, I said my final words of wisdom and I was off to see about this girl. Strutting down the main beat of the city a snake began to grow in my stomach and began swirling around rapidly. I got to the front of the nightclub and there stood two bouncers and no line so I calmly looked both of them in the eyes,

“Gentlemen.”

They nodded back and opened the door knowingly. I talked, walked and looked like someone who knew someone. Inside, I was no longer human. I had one thing one my mind, Angelina. Looking straight ahead I very slowly glide my way threw the crowd of Saba dresses and Morissey shirts, I’m sure I was being touched and bumped every now and then, but I could feel nothing. Scanning the black and white dance floor for her like a predator I catch sight of her moving through the crowd in my direction, unaware that I was watching her every move. I began to maneuver my way through the masses and stop her dead in her tracks. She looked up and smirked,

Angelina: I told you we’d bump into each other again.

I grab her hand and then notice a tall athletic dude in a t shirt looking down at me. I look straight through him and walk out with her. I said nothing. She chuckles again.

Outside we walk down the next street and I slam her against a wall hard and don’t give her lips a break until her friends start calling her phone worried, so they should be. She pulls out her phone and turns it off…my lips were not to be spared tonight, she wanted more. She loved every rough second of it, wrapping one of her legs around me, sliding both her hands up the back of my shirt and clawing my back this woman knew what she wanted and so did I.

But this was not going to turn into another one night stand. Even though I got the feeling Angelina would love the filthy liberation of me ravaging her in a dark alley, I decided against it and pushed her off me.

We introduce ourselves, exchanged numbers and walked back to the club, kiss again and part.

Wolf