| As regularly as I manage to get laid, it is usually with girls in the 5-6 range with the occasional 7 or 8 sprinkled in. So when I get that rare chance to go out with a legit HB 9 or 10 I always try to be on the top of my game. Let me take you through my journey and my eventual failure.
I started talking to HB10 on PoF. Didn't even want to put in a lot of effort because those girls usually are just catfishers or not willing to meet. She had it all: tanned skin, great boobs, bubble butt, flat tummy, and a stunning smile. Surprisingly, she gave me her number and after a few days of texting we agreed to meet for a drink. It went all right, I stayed cool and confident and didn't act intimidated by her beauty. As we walked out of the bar I kissed her goodbye and she gushed and said, "Oh gosh, I even got a kiss!" Maybe, just maybe, I could pull this off!
So a few days later I texted her and set up another date. I knew from what I've read here not to treat her differently just because of how hot she is. So I used the same routine I always use to F-close on a second date. Step one is to offer to pick them up (much easier to bang this way rather than meeting somewhere and awkwardly leaving seperately). She obliged and gave me her address. Awesome!
I picked her up around 10 and we headed to the bar. The conversation seemed to be going all right. Sparks weren't flying and I wasn't making her laugh too much, but there wasn't awkward silence either. Just a lot of her talking about stories from when she was young. I never got that green light feeling from her that she wanted to bang, but I thought it was partially just my own limiting belief because of how good looking she was, so I stuck to the plan. Eventually I turned the conversation towards sex and she opened up about her sexuality a little bit. She said she was "hard to please" in bed and also shared a funny story about a vibrator she purchased. I was pleased at this development because it seemed to plant the seed for sex.
After five beers each, the conversation started to stall so I took the lead and said we should head out. We got into my car and I started making out with her. She seemed into it, using a lot of her tongue. So I started driving back to her apartment and as I'm approaching the building she says, "Oh you don't have to pull into the parking lot.. you can just drop me off here." I felt my stomach churn because I knew that was her way of saying she wasn't interested. But again... I thought maybe it's a limiting belief. So I acted as if I didn't hear her and pulled into the parking lot anyways.
"Mind if I come in and pee?" I said. It was the quickest thing I could think of. She said sure, and so into the apartment we went. Her roommate wasn't even home, so I knew there was no excuse for me not to make it happen. I took a piss and then took a deep breath, knowing this was my one shot.
I immediately invited myself into her room and started looking around at her pictures. She followed me in there and showed me a few funny pictures and explained some of her posters and stuff like that. I saw the opening and went for it. I grabbed her and we started making out. Again it was hot... she was using tongue and holding me close to her. I moved over to her bed and tossed her onto it. I got on top of her and we continued kissing. At that moment I thought, "Oh my god.. I might actually pull this off!" I knew a moment of hesitation could cost me the lay.
But to my dismay, she pushed me away and said, "Okay... let's slow down. You're getting a little fresh." I laughed it off and listened to her request. We slowly walked into her living room and sat down on the couch. After talking for a little bit, I ramped it up one more time. She stopped me again a little more firmly saying that she doesn't jump into sex that quickly. I told her "who said I'm trying to have sex?" jokingly and she gave me the old "It's getting late. I need to get up early. I'll text you tomorrow."
Accepting defeat, I left her apartment, fully knowing I would never see her again. She didn't text me the next day predictably. I even threw out a restart text a few days later that she ignored.
So what should I have done differently here? When she told me to just drop her off should I have done it and saved myself the embarrassment? Was I overaggressive and out of line?
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