| Okay, this one takes "Fat Tuesday" to a whole new level.
So I meet some friends out for a drink after work for Mardi Gras. We all meet at this tiny, but still nice bar with a few tables. Our group sits at a table and I end up sitting next to this acquaintance I had met a couple of times before. I'm not at all attracted to this girl (she's about 30lbs overweight), but she's super friendly and we get along really well.
Since the bar is so small, there are basically zero approachable sets and everyone else in our group was a couple. I was itching to spit some new material, so I thought I would just use HBheavy as a testing ground. I worked a couple of attraction pieces on her, but I couldn't tell if they hit or not. I even discussed my threesome and foursome experiences with her. I was doing very very light kino just because I felt I had to and was getting decent reactions from that. I was really focusing on slowing down my speech and speaking with a clear/sexy/expressive tonality and bigger facial expressions.
We all ended up leaving around 1:00AM except her ride wanted to take HBheavy and his girl to a different bar for another cocktail and some pool. HBheavy didn't want to go and since she lived just a few blocks away from the bar, asked if I would walk her home. Being a chivalrous guy, I didn't read anything into this when I should have.
We get back to her place and I go inside for a quick second to use the bathroom. When I come out, she is frantically picking up her place which I think is a little awkward. I position myself near the front door to wait for her to get to a good stopping point so I can say goodbye. Then she walks up to the door, shuts the screen and locks it. She shuts the big front door and quickly locks the three locks in successive order down the door. Click, click, click. I could feel my heart sink a little lower with each sliding deadbolt.
She turns and looks at me with those "I'm gonna suck your soul out through your dick" eyes, which on a heavy girl is actually kind of scary because I'm thinking if she's still hungry, she might actually be able to do it. I lean against the couch and tell her I better be taking off which completely kills her mood. She starts to get whiny telling me I should stay and asking if I drank too much to drive. I grab her face with both hands like I'm going to plant one on her, but forcefully turn her head to the side and peck her on the cheek as to say, "there is no way I am fucking you tonight."
She got the message and let me go peacefully.
For some reason, I seem to just have better body language and subcoms with the Uggs. There's a lesson in there somewhere - Let's just hope I learn it. _________________ -That's my two cents...
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