Okay, so today I met up with the first girl to give me her number at my job--let's call her Sarah. We met up two Mondays ago, but only for an hour to chat and grab some food. So at today's meeting we were at about hour number three of our interactions.
I knew I had screwed up bad on our second meeting, performing virtually no kino, and not sexualizing the conversation. Luckily she was clearly attracted to me, but I still had to act quickly today to avoid the friend-zone. Kino is not natural to me, but I decided I would force myself today.
I sat down in Madison Square Park on a bench and sent a txt telling her where to meet me. When she arrived I gathered up my nerve and gave her a big hug. We stepped apart and we fluffed for about half a minute, then I stood next to her, put my arm around her shoulders and gestured across uptown. "Manhattan is our oyster!" I said.
I suggested we take a walk and see where things led us. We started walking and I'm trying to find conversational excuses to playfully touch her arm, etc. She noticed a bookstore down a street and I got excited so she suggested we go. We went in, browsed, and I'm looking for something, anything to work with! I notice a book about unique sites in Manhattan so I sit down on a bench and she sits close to me and we go through the book. We agree to go check out the Irish Hunger Memorial (Or something like that; we never did go).
We left and, realizing we were near Union Square, I had a quick brainstorm. I mentioned that I was hungry and we should get some food. We went to Whole Foods, but it was packed, so she mentioned she wanted Jamba Juice. She got her drink and then I decided that I wanted a gyro. We needed to cross the street so I, once again, gathered my nerves and did a compliance kino experiment, grabbing her (gently) by the wrist and leading her quickly across the street. She acquiesced beautifully. I ordered the gyro and the guy asked if I wanted hot or white sauce. I said white sauce. I pay, and we move on. Sarah asks what white sauce is. I mention that I don't know, "It tastes like white." Yeah, brilliant, I know, lol.
Then, it hits me. "You should try some," I said. "How?" she asked. I did not respond, merely dipped my index finger in the sauce and held it up to her mouth. I'm surprised I wasn't visibly shaking, I was so daunted by my ballsiness. She hesitates just a moment, then takes the tip of my finger into her mouth and sucks it clean.
It's picnic in the park time. I lead her to the grassy area of Union Square and sit down. I eat half my sandwich and put the rest away--I want to get moving on this. I decide I'm going to do a B.S. palm reading on her. I take her hand and ask, "You ever have someone read your palm?" She says no. So I go into it, pointing at random lines, "Yeah, this is your life line. Right here, this means you had a rocky start in life, but you're going to live long, and when you're older your life and wealth line intersect, so you'll be very rich!" She laughs. I ask if she's into the New Age-y thing. She says no, and I'm relieved. "Neither am I," I say, "I have no idea what I'm looking at. I just thought it was a good excuse to hold your hand." This last bit was said with a mischievous grin. I do a compliance test and squeeze her hand. She squeezes back. Well, if all the gurus are correct, that means: It's on.
So I go into deep seduction mode. Strong eye contact, leaning in, touching. Pauses. Sly smiles. I guide her head to my shoulder and stroke her hair and tell her its very soft, and I like the way it smells. I then gently hold her chin and pull her in for the kiss.
My kissing style is designed to start off very gentle and build into something highly sensual which paves the way for a sexual encounter. Keep in mind we're laying in the middle of the Union Square Park, and within a short while of kissing I am using classic push-pull to eventually overcome all objection and knead her breasts, finger her, and have her masturbate me.
I tried to move things back to her place, but she lives in Brooklyn and I couldn't make it work. I realize now I should have done a freeze-out, but at the time I wasn't thinking clearly enough. It was very clear that she wanted to, but she did (legitimately) have more things to do tonight and has an audition in the morning. Plus the anti-slut defense, general LMR, and the inevitable long subway ride was insurmountable. But she put a very strong emphasis on, "Not TONIGHT." And made it clear that it should be in the immediate future. I'll keep you updated. Hopefully in the LR Report section next time
