| Ok this is my first attempt at a lay report ... ever. Feel like I should have stuck more to the facts but the story kinda helps set the seen for my mood. Anyway feedback on that would be appreciated ... off we go.
A friend of mine suggested attending a burlesque night as something a little different. To be honest It's not my thing but it would give me something to small talk about so ... we went. Entering the venue I scanned the room, its filled with girls with piercings and tatoos. Again its a far cry from what I'm attracted too, so I proceeded to have a few drinks.
About an hour elapses, we small talk and warm the room. This is actually horribly easy due to my friend knowing the majority of the croud... watched some girls do ... burlesque I guess, to be honest I'd be more turned on if I watched rabbits fuck, but you're not reading this for my criticisms on the show.
My friend introduces me to a couple at the break, I have a chat with the guy because ... well he's probably the most interesting thing in the room at that point. We banter, laugh, pick up some common ground and get on pretty well. The show starts, me, my mate and addopted buddy pay it no attention and continue chatting. Once everything has wrapped up my mate starts chatting to a set of 4 girls 5 boys in a table close to where we are.
After about 10 mins we're introduced, the pretty redhead I never saw enter smiles and shakes my hand. I sit in what I suppose is a stool (this thing is fucking awful). She sits in the seat opposit me.
Me: I hope I don't have to be funny and witty because I've used it all up on that guy (I point to my addopted buddy, who smiles and gives an akward wave).
Ladyraven: -laughes-
Me:Apparently I've not used it all up yet.
Ladyraven: -Laughs again-
Me: So Tell me, what's made you smile today.
She goes on to talk about her 3 year old son, we discuss how this makes her feel, what makes her proud, what it's like to be a parent.
She asks me a little about my life, we talk about where I live, how much I hate people who can't hold my attention for more than a few minutes.
Ladyraven: We'll I must be doing pretty well, your still here.
Me: The funny thing is, here you don't have to be interesting, just do better than boring and we're good.
Ladyraven: Bastard!
At this point I know I can say whatever the fuck I want, she looks at me like she wants to eat me.
The mood is broken by my friend storming out of the pub! I laugh a little and break my attention out of set. I discuss with the small group we were with and apparently I stepped on his toes speaking to this girl. I have a chat with my new addopted buddy about the situation telling him I need to go. Long story shot, he tells me I should stay at his house (this is followed by a lecture about not being a serial killer or thief). I get back to my set who still hasn't moved from the seat opposit.
We talk about the situation, how I don't seem bothered and more life crap.
Me: You really need to stop that by the way
Her: What?
Me: looking at me like you want to eat me, I'm not that kind of guy ... and even if I was you'd have to get me very drunk to take advantage.
Her: My boyfriend might not like that.
Me: Well, you can either lunge for a kiss and find out if you can have me ... or not, and wonder about it for months afterward.
We kiss.
We talk about her relationship, how unhappy she is and how disfunctional and mundane her life is at the moment. We kiss again, I tell her to bite my neck ... she complies. She asks for my number, we swap, I have her save her number in my phone... hence Ladyraven (teasing comes later about being a super villain!).
We pass through bars enjoying our night out, get some photos, more beers and ultimatly end up where we need to be.
I love stories, so that's one of mine. To break down the PUA learning points.
Make her laugh to start with, instant comfort.
Asking about smiling generates positive emotional feelings, ask more questions to build on this. Comfort/rapport/trust.
Teasing breaks rapport, initiates kino at this point ride the waves.
pay attention to how she looks at you (read her), I can't be arsed with the body language crap the countless books I read are nothing more than a talking point now. The way she looks at me tell's me everything you need to know.
Make her show intent and close the deal.
Just a last note. Me and my mate made up the next day, we sat and took the piss out of him having a PMT bitch fit moment. Again, feedback on how much story crap I can put into this is appreciated!
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