Me and Archer went out sarging last night; we weren't really expecting to, but we decided an hour or so before, yeah, let's do it. Good choice.
We hit the town, hit McDonalds, tried some bars. First set of the night, I opened Style/Matador style again; it's reliable. Jealous girlfriend, best friends test, cube, social psychology, etc, etc. Number closed the cute one; Archer took the other's number.
Second set, walking down the street, HB 7/8 and a 4, or something. Opened by asking where the hell everyone was; the town was dead. Went well, used a lot of bodyrocking. They invited us to walk with them, and we looked at eachother, as if to say 'Do we really wanna?'. We went with them; loads more psychological stuff, about dominance in friendship, etc; eventually we sat down on a bench and I cubed and strawberry fields them both. I got up as if to walk away and said I had gotten a text to meet someone. They got up too and said they'd see us in the club later; I said I'd take HB7/8s number. Took it, moved on and saw them later in the club but got a weird response.
I was also taking the time to train up Archer a bit, I got him to open a set and then told him what he did wrong, workshop style. He's got a lot of potential, he's just far too polite and nice ;P
When we reached the club, the night seemed to take a turn for the worse. The sets seemed hard to open, although we made a point of talking to as many people as we could, even if the sets didn't lead anywhere. I started to get pretty frustrated.
Then I spotted this girl.
I had seen weeks earlier at a different club. I had opened the guy she was with, who I thought at the time MIGHT have been her boyfriend, so I could build attraction with her when she saw the way I interacted with the guy. I found out in the next week that he was gay. Bonus.
The girl is short, with dark (dyed) hair and a toothy smile. She makes little eye contact but is friendly, with an adorable accent and big, deep eyes. She's slim, but with a little width in the shoulders and hips; in my opinion, the perfect shape for a girl. Can't stand these tall, thin types! I found out later that she was a dancer.
I decided to make a point of opening her when she wasn't on the dancefloor. Saw her later on with a guy from my Uni, so I went over and opened the guy, AMOG, etc, then turned to her.
Me: "I'm sure I know you from somewhere..."
HB: "*club name*"
And it begins. The guy she was talking to quickly gets sidetracked and departs; it's just me and her now. We fluff for a while, I make a point to sit down; she's now stood up, showing active interest in me. I make her qualify to me and such; she is leaning into me a lot, touching me with her body as she does. I put hands on her a few times, to escalate a little kino. I run the cube and strawberry fields. Eventually, I ask her if she minds us going outside.
Gotta head out, will finish this later; dinner, then Day 2 with HBPopular from my last FR.
It's about 4:30 PM....
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Okay, back; it's 10:38 PM, that went alright. Not as great as it should have; got a half assed kiss close and a day 3 out of it, it's cool. There's someone else gaming for her, though; I dunno if he's got game or not but he seems to keep invading my girls. Not that he gets anywhere
Anyway, back to the report. Yeah, so I ask her if she minds us going outside. She says 'Of course not' before I've even finished explaining that my voice is fucked from the shouting. We try to go outside, but the bouncer won't let her out with a drink, so we stay five more minutes while she finishes up. She offers me the some, but I decline, saying I don't drink (which I really don't) and she asks me why. I think she qualified herself to me after I told her; girls always do that, about alcohol, it's a killer. When we finally leave, I say we need somewhere quiet so I can show her something.
First, we go around the corner into an arcade type structure where there are a lot of her friends and sit down at the far wall. I grab her number, she's happy to give it; I knew I had her, by this point. First checkpoint, no worries. I say we need somewhere better to go than this, so we leave.
We go into the canopy of a closed strip club (LOL) and I run the Ross Jeffries condiment anchoring routine on her, with a few of my own modifications. I put happy feelings into her lip gloss, then when she opens her eyes, I go to kiss her forehead. She tilts her head up; we kiss. Second checkpoint.
I believe at this point we went to the pizza place, but I just got a drink. Didn't really want anything to eat, just wanted to take a walk. Hand holding, etc. Much fluffing, I call her adorable; she hugs me, etc. Met a couple of her friends on the way back, brief talking.
When we came back, we went back inside and sat for a while, arm round eachother. We talked a little but it was too loud; I tell her that I'm gonna go talk to a few people, then kiss her on the cheek and work the room for a bit. A little later (not much later, though), Archer and I go back outside and we're talking to a few people. HB comes outside and tells me she's leaving. I offer to walk her home, she obliges. She takes my arm and we walk.
The walk home, I should have been given a medal for. I ran a few routines, we fluffed, I made her qualify, etc. Early on the walk, she tells me I'm not seeing her room, or her house, because it's a mess, etc, token resistance. I tell her I want to psychologically analyse it.
She asks me to tell her five things she didn't know about me, so I tell her about some of my achievements, without it sounding like I'm bragging. Or, I do my best, anyway
One of the things I tell her is about my massage, a seduction/comfort technique that I developed long before I knew about the game or pickup. I'll post it for you guys someday, it's never failed yet, I don't think; not even before I got game.
We walk down and take the scenic route, down near the river. It's pretty. We sit down on a rock and make out for a while. I make sure to always be the first to stop, controlling the frame. When we stand up... (rough transcript)
Me: "I bet you had this planned out all along, didn't you? You were like 'Right, we'll sit on this rock until we make out'. I bet that's why you won't let me in your room; you have it all planned out, a big game plan; you go out and pick up guys from bars and make out with them. I bet you bring them all down here; and when you get back, you're gonna write a field report on it. Are you a pickup artist? I bet you're a pickup artist."
Something like that; also mentioned winking at people on the subway and that I wouldn't let her wink at me.
LOL
Much giggles; role reversal is a beautiful thing. As we were walking down the street, I just stopped and pointed to my lips. She complied. Bonus.
Anyway, upon reaching her house, she kept saying I wasn't seeing her house, while leading me into her it. Typical!
We went in, she took me up to her room. It smelt like cough syrup. She dimmed the lights, I carried on talking, as if nothing was gonna happen. We made out a little, I turned her and pressed her against her wall for dominance; she seemed to appreciate it. I tell her that I think it's time to show her the massage. We go over to the bed and she lies down; I ask her to remove her cardigan, which she does, along with her tights.
I begin the massage that I've honed and experimented with many times; I deliver it with confidence and prowess, sensitivity and passion, gradually building up to higher levels of kino. Usually, I would go for the kiss close after this, but obviously I'd done it already. As I finish the final part of the massage, which is essentially retracing the path the hands took down and up the body with the lips and teeth...
HB: "I think it's your turn."
Yessss.
I lie down and we take my shirt off; it's clumsy and awkward but it comes off eventually. She massages me, eventually cracking out the massage oil. After she's done (which is quite a long time), I turn over and she sits on me, stradding me. More clothes are removed, on both parts. Between this part and me eating her out is kind of a blur, but yeah. She gave me a fantastically enthusiastic oral sex session, which was wonderful to watch.
When it came to closing fully, I had problems. Not LMR problems; more personal anxieties. She would only be the second girl I had engaged in full intercouse with (I'm picky and was with an ex girlfriend for a LONG time); my body was evidently more nervous than me. After much frustration, we had some BRIEF joy, but it was cool, because I'm very, very good with my hands and tongue and gave her multiple fun times, which she returned towards the end. The following was a beautiful dialogue;
Me: "I think I'm gonna come..."
HB: (muffled) "Okay!!"
Me: "You don't mind?"
HB: (muffled) "Not at all..."
Other key phrases were 'I like to play!' and 'Nice girls don't spit'. It was a good night. We spent a lot of time talking and cuddling. At one point, I decided to ask her about my game. I asked her why she was attracted to me and if she became more so as I spoke to her. I told her that the first time I'd seen her, with the tall goth guy, I'd spoken to him to for her sake, primarily. She said she didn't think I was interested at all; I told her that was the point. She lived in the house with quite a few guys and she kept thinking they would walk in (she kept forgetting to lock the door). We were interrupted a couple of times by knocks and dialogue; she kept making out like I wasn't there. I didn't mind, her vagina was awesome.
We fell asleep eventually; when we woke up in the morning, we did more stuff. Lots more stuff. We again had brief, but less brief sex; I actually came inside her this time, instead of in her mouth. I felt like Style with the porn star in the bathroom, towards the end of 'The Game'. When I got inside her, I would malfunction, as such. The last time around, when it happened, I was like 'Right, sort this'. As she was grinding me, I started to visualise myself getting really solid; to remember the feeling of being hard inside somebody, to come inside somebody. To my relief, it began to work; I could tell, because as well as being able to feel the difference, HB began making better noises (she made INCREDIBLE noises when I G spotted her, I wanted to record them) until finally, bam! I was there. It felt fantastic, to have overcome that. When I finished, I could have cried with happiness.
When we finally got up and dressed, after giving her yet another hand and mouth based orgasm (she couldn't stop shaking afterwards), we fluffed, I added myself on her MSN and she added my MySpace(s). We already had numbers, from the night before, of course. I called a cab from her phone and was picked up a few minutes later. We kissed goodbye. It was natural.
I've arranged to see her again on Thursday afternoon. I think I may have my first of hopefully many MLTR. I'm glad, because she's adorable and I would do sick stuff to her for a long time. We have a fair bit in common too, so we have stuff to talk about when we're not doing crazy, messy things.
Cheers for reading, guys.
Skylark
I'm happy for you that your personal problems got solved. Great report!
Ironing out the flakes, as such.