I had a great night yesterday. I kissed two girls and stole someone's date. I also #closed some more girls. This post is gonna be long, as usual. It's not gonna be 100% chronological, but I'll bring the girls up in the order that I approached them. Kinda like a cast in order of appearance.
Introduction
I went out straight from work, as I had promised to wing my friend when he was out with some people, amongs which he had a HB that he liked. They were standing in line to the club when I came to town, so I went to another bar for a few quick drinks to get in mood. Since I know the bouncers at the club (been working there), I don't need to stand in line (sweet), so I could just as well entertain myself while they were waiting. However, I can usually not get more than one person, if any, in besides myself.
HBName
So I came alone to this bar. I immediately made friends with the whole place. It was a good confidence booster. On the way out, I met an ex-work-mate from the club I was going to, who was leaving with three girls. I struck up a conversation with one of them, and had some kino. But when her friend, HBName came up to us, I immediately managed to establish good eye contact and some kino, so I made her my target.
I'm horrible with names, so when she introduced herself, I told her "Look, I'm gonna forget your name, and I'll probably ask you like three more times". She was OK with that. We went to the club, where my ex-work-mate was planning to get the others in (and I'd get myself in). But the girls were rejected and told to wait in line, so we decided to go some place else. (oh, yeah, at this time, my friend had already texted me that he was going home, so I didn't have to go in to meet him any more).
After some hesitating about where to go, I was like "fuck it, I'll go in where I was planning to in the first place, so I'll just take her number". So I did, and then said "I'll see you later" into her ear. I could see that she responded well to this. Speaking into ears makes you so sexual, and you can oftentimes see this little excited smile that she'd throw if you gave her a diamond necklace and went down on her at the same time, only a slightly more light version of it, and with an undertone of shyness and giggeliness.
That's exactly the kind of smile she gave me. Love it.OK, a step back. I had just taken her number, I had it on my phone, but hadn't saved it just yet. I needed a name to go with it. And I found myself sensually talking in her ear and getting the giggely-shyness-diamond-cunnilingus-kind of smile. So I said "Your name was [name], right" into her other ear. I don't think it really matters that I said something so unsexual and uninteresting, as I did it in such a sexual way. OK, so that is what I do, and this is what happens:
EEEEERH (alarm sound). Booom - all tension gone! Wrong name, dude! "Eh, take care, Mungo", she said and she and her friend shut me out with their body language and walked away. I pressed "do not save number" on my phone and went into the club. Just as I got in, I remembered her name again...
HBAsshole
In the name of fairness, I should start by pointing out that this girl was in no way an asshole. But I was an ass to her, which is why I gave her that name. Trying out different levels of asshole is just part of my studies. I knew that I was probably taking it too far, but I did it just to try it out and to further help getting myself out of my lifelong role as a nice guy.
I started off well, tho. After running into a friend at the club, I joined him for cigarettes outside in the smoking area. I went up to this HB8, who we'll refer to as HBAsshole. I don't even remember much of our conversation, but I got very physical with her fast, and she was responding really well. When my friend wanted to go inside again (damn him! BAD wingmanship!), I took her number and started walking away. Then I turned back and asked:
Me: Hey, by the way, are you good at kissing?
Her: I'm a hell of a kisser.
So I kissed her. It was not a very special kiss. She responded but she didn't get engulfed in it. We talked some more while holding each other, then I kissed her again and went off.
Turning asshole
This is when hillarity ensues. I went totally asshole on her in the text conversation. OK, probably a mistake, as I think I way crossed the line, and she was definitely hot enough to take a bit more seriously. But I kind of like our conversation any way, and I've been laughing a great deal about it with my friends at work.
Late at night, when walking home, I sent her this text:
"It was nice to kiss you, but I'm not fully convinced. You said you're a hell of a kisser, and you gave me a kiss that was OK. But do you have anything else going for you? Mungo"
Today at lunch, I found her reply and this text conversation went down:
Her: That was such a cruel text, what a horrible person you are, Mungo. I hope you woke up with lots of regret and that you're actually a pretty nice person.
Me: I'm going out tonight. You're coming too. (not appologizing, not acknowledging her message, just being the man. Kinda..)
Her: I'm scared of you. (she might actually mean it, but otherwise, I might still be good because she's intrigued)
Me: That's perfectly sound, nothing to be ashamed of. But it's cool, there are bouncers where we're going. (I don't like this one, as it may come off as a bit creepy. I should have texted something like "No you're not, you're fascinated by me")
Her: Yeah, that sounds really tempting. But no, I'm not going out tonight. (she's shutting me out completely)
Me: That's your decision, let me know when you've changed your mind. Kisses (kisses being said in a sarcastic way that I can't really do in English. This text was meant to maintain the frame that I'd been setting up and not to show any neediness.)
My friend at work keeps telling me that she's definitely gonna call. I'm not so sure. I went over the line, but she just might be a little bit intrigued by it. In the best of circumstances I can see her calling, or me succeeding when breaking off freezeout in about two weeks. But probably not.
HBTongue
I lost my friend in the sea of people at the dancefloor. I danced around, stopping to fool around with anyone I connected with on the floor. I got a good dance connection with a HB - started dancing really close, then started to subtly drag her away from her friends and into a corner. There, I moved closer, got my head really close to hers and gradually just posisioned my lips against hers. So we started to make out. She was jamming her tongue into my mouth. It wass horrible. But I decided I wanted to fuck her, so I went with it. We went out for a cigarette, and I made out with her on the outside. But then her friend came along and I was not about to fight too hard for this girl. I took her number and left them alone.
HBFriend
On my way home, I met a girl and her male friend. The girl was probably a 7, and the friend was such a chump. I know him from before, and I can't really say I like him (tho I don't actually dislike him), but he didn't recognize me. Let's call her HBFriend and we'll call him Chumpy.
Stealing Chumpys date
Chumpy was sooo into HBFriend, and he showed it way to much. I mean, he constantly tried to make out with her, and I could see how she liked to have him trying but wouldn't ever consider sleeping with the poor guy. He was embarassing himself. I used this, of course. I started saying that she should definitely sleep with him, subtly pointing out how hard he was trying and how pathetic the whole thing was.
I ended up taking her number right in front of Chumpy. I even had him type it for me. I had my doubts that he'd put the number down correctly, so she said call me to find out. The call went through, and hence she now had my number in her recent-calls list. This would later provide me with a strike of good luck.
As I left, I said "OK, you go sleep with Chumpy now, do it for me. I'll call you".
Fortune strikes
When I got home, around 3 at night, she called me. I answered.
Me: Mungo speaking.
Her: Who is this?
I explained who I was. OK, what's this now? I suppose she just saw my number among her recent calls, and wanted to find out who had called her so late at night. She wasn't actually intending to call me, but fortune sent me a late-night call from her. We ended up talking, and getting along very well. We talked for a while about Chumpy, and I told her that it was so obvious that he wanted to sleep with her, and that it was so obvious that he would never get to. I told her that he was trying too hard, thus turning her off, and that he was gonna be forever stuck in the friends category. She was like "wow, you're really making sense of what I'm feeling" and "you're so right, I haven't been thinking about it like this before". All the while, I made subtle points projecting me as the opposite of the qualities that I pointed out in Chumpy. She was really intrigued.
Then she said something about her having bad self-esteem. I don't know the words in english, but I told her that I think she has a good outer self-esteem, that is confidence in her image and other's perception of her, but that she has bad inner self-esteem, that is bad confidence in her personal qualities and a fear that people would reveal that she is not as cool as they think she is. This is a good routine, because it's almost always true about any HB. It's like the "I think you're actually really insecure" thing, only more elaborate.
She bought it full on. Then I made her talk about the things she felt confident about. "I look good, and I have a nice body", she said, so I asked what's so good about her body. "I have a nice ass, I'm tall and fit and I have nice boobs", she said. I liked the topic.
"Look", I said at some point of this conversation, "I made you compliment yourself".Setting up a date
I asked her where she lived, and she said a place really nearby. So:
Me: Join me for a cigarette then.
Her: No, I'm gonna go to sleep, but what are you doing on Saturday? There's this festival thing in town on Saturday. (at the time, that was two days ahead)
Me: Ah well, I don't know, I was invited to this party on Saturday. But hey, the hostess said I could bring someone as long as they're nice people and like to dance. Do you like to dance?
Her: Well, I don't always feel confident on the dance floor.
Me: OK, we're gonna fix that, I'll help you get confident.
She agreed, and we talked about meeting up earlier and going to town to hang out on this festival thing. So she told me to call her the next day, and so I did. She still seems to be into the idea. I brought up my psycology session that I had with her, to get her back into the mood it put her in, and she told me that I made her feel dark, mysterious and interesting. That's good.
She was at a party when I called her, so I told her to have tons of fun and to call me tomorrow. I have a feeling that this can go well, if only I play the cards right.
Thank you..
...for reading all the way here. As usual any comments are welcome. What do you think about my way with HBAsshole? What should I do with HBFriend tomorrow?
Yesterday was a good sign in my development as a PUA. I think I can stop calling myself a rAFC now. Things are really starting to come naturally to me now, and I often escalate things really fast. This is looking real good.