| Right I am entirely new to all of this and have just been on my first workshop. Below is what happened on the Saturday night of a two day workshop. Please let me know your thoughts.
We had done lots of sets throughout the night and just changed venue. I open my second set in the new venue and, after quite a substantial period of time chatting to this 2 set, get both a number and some full on kisses from this HB7 who appears up for a good night.
We both live in the same area and I suggest its time we share a taxi home. She looks into my eyes and agees. So I'm thinking sex at my place is looking on the cards.
However, her less attractive friend is the stumbling block. I think she was annoyed that my wing (workshop coach) hadn't attempted to "show her the moves" (as she put it). From my wing's perspective there is no way that that could be expected of him, it was above and beyond taking one for the team (HB5.5).
So after much deliberating, the HB7 insisted on a venue change to where her other friends were. Presumably in an attempt to sort the HB5.5 out with someone who would "show her the moves". This was a fruitless exercise, on which my wing very kindly tagged along.
We got to the new venue and the HB7 wondered off to chat to her mates and drink even more. This was frustrating as the evening was taking a turn for the worse and I was falling by the wayside. However, luckily my wing advised that the issue with the venue change was the loss of dominance over the situation. I therefore, as instructed, opened another set.
Opening the set got the HB7's attention and I was soon seated on a sofa kissing her listening to shouts of "Get a room" from the, possibly psychic although probably not, other people in the bar.
At this point my wing politely left.
After a while of HB5.5 getting bored she approached to say she was leaving. So we all decided to leave together and go our separate ways, her friend going home and the HB7 and I sharing a taxi.
Regrettably some random bloke asked the HB7 if he could share the cab as he was heading in the same direction and could we drop him off. My newly picked up HB7 naturally said "yes". He then sat in the front, we sat in the back and he drunkenly yabbered on for quite some time.
I then noted that the HB7 had gone quiet and wasn't looking too great. So we pulled over the cab and she was almost sick, but not quite (meaning no spew, plenty of gasps for air and the doubt that her breath will stink of sick placed in my head). We then got back in the cab and dropped the bloke off.
At this point my conscience kicks in. I conclude that it is clear that she is too drunk and that I shouldn’t try anything. It was 3am, she had almost puked, she was falling asleep and it just felt wrong.
So I informed her that I thought that I needed to go home and she needed to go to her home. Which she concurred with.. and we parted with a goodnight kiss.
We then had a Day Two today and it totally sucked ass. All of the sexual tension was gone and it was all replaced by sheepish embarrassment and proclamations that she doesn't normally drink that much. It was clear that I was becoming her new best friend! When we said goodbye we did so with a short kiss on the lips. None of the last night’s passion. So I think I've blown it.
Did I do the right thing? What did I do wrong?
Last edited by Switch on Mon May 07, 2007 12:43 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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