| I am in Szimpla bar in Budapest and have just had a meal with James Marshall and Sasha. I am in a lousy mood and thinking about my ex. I try talking to a girl at the bar and have nothing in me, I start making all the old faux pais, firing 100000 questions, not listening, not showing intent. I come out of the interaction thinking WTF have I really gone back to being a complete AFC?! I chat to James and tell him i’m going to shoot off home as i’m not feeling it.
Sasha decides to come back to the apartments as well. On way out he says go back in there and tell her you are normally the life and soul of the party but are feeling a bit flat tonight, and to come and meet you for a coffee tomorrow. I agree it is the right move and go back in to have one last AFC hurrah with her. I search for her like a pathetic loser and cant find her and decide to call it a night.
On my walk out I start to have an internal dialogue:
“What do you always say to your students? - you should always approach when you’re at your worst. Anyone can do it when their drunk and in a good mood with a good haircut. You are only as strong as your weakest part...”
This dissonant conversation in my head continues and I start to familiarise myself with the old feelings of regret I have banked from past experiences. I get this burning urge manifest and I act upon it..
As I am walking out I telegraph eye contact at every hot girl. A cute norwegian girl holds my eye contact, and without blinking I allow the contact to draw me in like a vacuum until i am 2 feet away from her who is sitting with her friend. Maintaining eye contact I nudge her friend and ask her “Your mate just gave me the come fuck me eyes” They just laugh and smile and i now think holy fuck, I could be in here. I push the envelope a bit further and say “Do you know about my theory about girls that go out in 2’s - they are either having a heart to heart or are out to get laid and lets be honest this aint no heart to heart...”
My cocky bold frame is like an unmovable object and I can feel the osmosis effect of them succumbing to me.
Again they laugh and smile and now I am thinking about pushing this even further... “Well listen, you obviously both want to have sex so do I, so lets us 3 go back to the apartment and we can get it on” At this point a student walks in and the momentum with the 3some fades, I tell him to give me 5 minutes as that is all i need to extract. I could sense it. As i return to the interaction, the friend is being chatted up by some ripped dude in tight grey tshirt, who is a bit of a stud to be fair.
I look at my one, narrow my eyes and whisper “cammon lets get out of here”, and as I do I take her by the wrist and lead her off her stool. As we leave the bar, i suddenly push her up against the wall and kiss her passionately but pull her away as she is leaning in for that last few moments. “Save it tiger” I say with a smirk.
sasha texts just as I reach the apartment door, he cannot believe it! I am sure sasha has a great account of this story too!
I triumphantly enter the haven that is the master bedroom! Problem is, I suddenly realise I have hella-diarrhoea and have to keep running to the toilet every 20 mins to pebble dash the bowl. (we later work out it was the goose soup that did it) This becomes a comedy sketch and James who by now has returned, starts filming me running in and out of toilet saying he will edit it with the benny hill theme music!
I am constantly focussing on puckering up my arsehole during sex that I start to lose my erection. I decide the best course of action is to take 4 x Kamagras and 1x Levitra(!) - just to be on the safe side.
We have incredible athletic sex till about 730am and I blow a load so huge on her back that i attempt writing out 'T.H.E. N.A.T.U.R.A.L. L.I.F.E.S.T.Y.L.E.S' with my jizz.
With my head still throbbing, there is no way i can sleep. and with wired eyes fixed on the ceiling i remain wide awake till the others get up.
We all laugh and joke until i mention i have had no sleep and James shouts:
“If you are coaching in the morning you must have sex like a normal person not a greek god!”
Good times!
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