| I blame MySpace for this one.
So, I had known this chick since high school. Well, known of her, really. We were introduced through one of my friends, but never really hung out. I saw her at Costco a couple weeks ago, and got her myspace.
Within four messages, I got her number.
Waited a day and decided to text her. Id've called, but I knew she had a bf (from her myspace), so I went with the idea that texting might be safer.
The text game took about four hours, with waaaaaaay too many to transcript here. I'll post snippets, though:
After a few messages,
her- What are you doing?
me- Googling bird sex. I've always been curious.
her- Wow, that sounds interesting. How do they go about it?
me- Apparently, eagles fly together and dive bomb toward the ground at 80mph, and don't let up until they're finished. Crazy how these birds will risk everything to be together just once
that got a pretty good response. The topic turned to sex pretty quickly, and I found out that this girl was a total nympho, but she kept bringing up her boyfriend. She ended up revealing some pretty deep shit
The topic took a turn for the negative when she started talking about my high school buddy:
her- I wish we hadn't made our relationship sexual. It ruined everything we had. Do you still hear from him?
me- Yeah, he's in NYC now doing the navy thing
her- (changes topic, I can't recall the specifics now, since I've since cleared my inbox to free up texting space)
me- Nice subject change, but back to sex: what's your favorite position?
her- Deep thrusting, me on bottom, fast rocking, me on top, and doggy
At this point, I know it's on. I continued to escalate, and she continued following along. Eventually, it was 4 in the morning because of the time change, and I told her I was tired as shit, and needed sleep. She replied that she'd hit me up the next day.
By noon the next day, I get a text from her talking about how her boyfriend told her he had to work late, and she found his work shit at the house, and talked about how he was so full of shit and she was tired of the lying. Opportunity.
She hit me up again on her lunch break, and asked if I wanted to do anything with her after she got off work. I had a few things in mind, but I told her I'd surprise her if she hit me up when she got off.
About 8pm, I get a text from her asking what we were doing, and I replied that it was a surprise, but to bring comfortable clothes (no heels) and maybe a sweatshirt. She got a shower and gave me directions to her casa.
Her bf wasn't home when I got there, so we took off from there and headed to the grocery store, where I picked up a bottle of Coke and a case of strawberries. But more on that later. We left from there and went to this park in town with loads of space and huge play structures. I had a bottle of Cooks chilling in the truck (cheesy? maybe. Classy? I think so), so I loaded up the picnic basket with that, the strawberries, and the Coke for the bacardi.
We played on the playground shit for a while before we sat down and enjoyed the impromptu picnic I had thrown together. She mentioned that it was the sweetest thing a guy had ever done for her.
I uncorked the champagne, and we shared the bottle while I did some cold readings and she told me some waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay deep shit. Reframed to a positive mood (the "if you could be anywhere right now, anywhere in the world, where would it be?" aspect of October Man. I have reservations about running the full sequence, but there were parts in there I really liked) and lightened things up to the point where she was smiling and talking about happy things.
She had to go pee, but all the bathrooms were locked, so I swallowed my pride, conceded the day, and offered to take her home. We got there after midnight and her bf was still nowhere to be seen. The whole way back, she was telling me all the negative aspects of the relationship, and when she was done, I saw my opportunity and ran a BF Destroyer (props to MrSex4uNYC and whoever posted that thread). We talked for another ten minutes outside her house, and she hugged me and walked inside.
I was a few blocks away when she called me and asked if I wanted to come back by and drink with her and her bf's little brother. I was reluctant, so I told her I had to take care of some things and I'd call her back if I was feeling up to it. I stopped the truck, had a cigarette, and weighed my options. My instinct was to leave it at that, go home, and try again another day, but for whatever reason, I turned back around.
She answered the door, and her bf's bro (hereafter referred to as the bro, for the sake of less typing) was on the couch watching a movie. It looked like he might've been uneasy with me there running game on his brother's gf, but I pulled a coin trick and a few of my card routines, and had him talking my praises and inviting me to his birthday in a couple weeks. After that heaping helping of social proof, this girl was all over me. We sat down to watch some stand-up, and she put a blanket over my lap and started rubbing my cock. When the bro walked into the bathroom, she started kissing me. He went upstairs after a while, and it was on. We stopped short, though; she was worried about her bf walking in on us, so I offered my bed at my house, and she was down.
The drive over, she made clear that she just wanted someone to hold her tonight (like I haven't heard THAT before). We got back to myself.
The rest, you can fill in for yourself, but basically it was three hours of the most intense back-scratching, hair-pulling lovemaking that I've ever experienced. The best part was that it ended with me watching the sun rise through my window as I rode her doggy.
I dropped her off the next morning and she snuck past her boyfriend sprawled out on the couch to wash me off of her ;-{p (<guy w/ moustache lmfao)
In conclusion, I ran game by the book, and through 12 combined hours of work had her in bed with me. This shit works.
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