A few weeks ago I was out at large outdoor park festival event, which is part of a greater festival in our city that runs for a month. Great environment to sarge in, at night time, due to the sheer abundance of people and friendly SPAM. It was a Friday night and I was in a really good, energetic state.
In the line going in, I started bantering in a very self-amusing way with the set behind us... three women and a man. The guy was engaged to one of the women, an HB6 was very open (the "green light" of the group), but my HB8 target a bit more shy and took longer to open up and show interest in me. I guess you could say, it was a warm-up set for the night with good potential.
So we get through the entrance inside the place, and because I had been before (many times) and they hadn't, I offered to be their tour guide for a while before having to "get back to my friends" (time constraint). My old self would have been nervous, but instead I was pretty comfortable and took control of things, so we went to get ice cream then check out some of the rides they had set up.
By this stage I'd switched to my target, got her laughing, isolated her from the group while we walked around and number closed before heading back to my friends. Just the usual method of "I have to go, but give me your number and I'll give you a buzz later on". Later in the night I texted her saying something like "are you still out? let's continue our tour
", but she replied saying she'd already left.
A couple of weeks later, I message her again with "Greetings [HB8], how art thou upon this fine evening?", keeping with my fun and friendly personality I already demonstrated, to test if she was still interested or was going to flake. The next day she replies with the following message:
"Hi chris, how are you? sorry for not replying to you. I'm currently in melbourne exploring. So I'm splendid. Your message made me smile, thanks. I'm not really a booty call kinda girl though if that's what that was
not that I think you want to get in my pants."
So first she apologises for not replying immediately, said I made her feel good, then for some reason assumed that I think she's a "booty call kind of girl" when I wasn't even thinking about it. Seems like investment and a shit test at the same time. So I came up with what I believe is pretty much the perfect response to that:
"Not sure where you go this booty call idea from, I just wanted to know how you're going.
Melbourne eh? Always fun to explore new and different places. Let me know when you get back, we'll go out for a drink."
So I've effectively handled the token ASD by downplaying the chance of sex, making it seem like her idea instead of mine, then being pretty direct and leading about still wanting to see her for a drink (and seeing what happens). She replies with "Smooth talker
", then some other stuff and "I'm back on Monday, I might go out for a drink with you, where were you thinking?"
I basically ignore the "might" part of that message and assume she definitely wants to go for a drink, so I decide on the time and place and after some more texting she agrees with the plan. So on Tuesday night I drive down to meet her at the classy pub/bar, with me getting there before her. Haven't been there for a while, so it was good to scope out logistics.
When she arrives I give her a hug then guide her to the bar with hand around waist. She seems a bit nervous, but I keep my composure and start bantering as we sit down and have a good comfort building chat. Initially I don't kino much, but I focus on good eye contact while putting my arm around her, while keeping the mood light and fun.
We move to different seats (now just outside instead of inside), and by this stage I'm stroking her hair and rubbing the back of her neck, since I already complemented her on her short brown hairstyle. I also stated how I liked the cute and seductive look she kept giving me, like she was "a school kid giggling about doing something naughty". I also noticed she was triangular gazing. So at this point I could feel she was really into me, so I put my arm around her waist, pulled her in closer, built more tension (even though it was already high) then started making out, which lasted quite a while. There were a few other people around, but the place was pretty quiet.
Eventually I managed to pull away first and said "How far away do you live again?", along with "I think it would be worth the trip", grinning cheekily as we held eye contact. She replies with "I'm actually living with my mum at the moment... so that could make things difficult." I wasn't going to miss this chance so I said I wanted to show her my car, and led her outside to the car park. We both hop inside, just start talking very casually then I simply grabbed her shoulder and pulled her in to start making out again.
I then drove my car into a "more discreet place" in the dark corner of the car park, we hopped in the back seat, moved the chairs forward (her idea - genius!), and got down to business. Pretty horny and submissive attitude, especially for someone who didn't want to be considered a "booty call" in any way, which just goes to show you can't always believe what you're told!
Another interesting twist: I stupidly left the air-con on for so long that my car battery died, but luckily she had jumper cables and kindly used her car to revive mine. That move was a plus in my book!
CHAT