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Hey guys,
Hope you are all doing well.
A viral infection took me down a few days ago. Thankfully, all infections cleared now.
But I've been suffering from extreme fatigue every single day of the recovery, lying in my bed all day because walking for more than 5 minutes feels like hell.
Yesterday, I felt like I had to leave my apartment or I would go crazy.
Keep in mind the last thing on my mind was to make any approaches, given my state and my nonexistent sex drive since I have been sick.
I shaved, showered and dressed nicely.
Headed out to the nearest mall, advancing with very slow steps.
As I reach the mall. I find a place to sit and stay there, sipping on my water, gathering energy to go back to my place, realizing that this was a stupid idea after all.
Until I see her, that is.
The Approach
This girl with the most beautiful long flowing hair passes me. She's wearing a cute denim jacket, jeans and converse shoes. Her ass is out of this world.
I feel like she's checking me out.
Im not sure though.
But I feel an itch down there, an itch I had not felt ever since I was sick.
Such a glorious moment had to be acknowledged, celebrated.
I get up from my seat like a 90 year old and slowly proceed to her.
I consider jogging to reach her but then laugh, realizing this is far beyond my physical capacity at the moment.
I eventually reach her.
ME: Excuse me...
HER: (Stops, looks at me)
ME: I was over there (point at where I was sitting) and saw you passing by me... and,huh, I absolutely loved your hair.
This might be the worst opening delivery in my portfolio, save for the super nervous days as a beginner. However, I had to try. Despite having zero energy, I gather what I can to back the compliment with as much sincerity as possible.
And she likes it.
HER: Omg thank you!
She's one of those shy girls who puts her hand in front of her face as she laughs.
I call her out on it playfully.
She does it again.
So cute.
I move us a few feet away. You might think it was for compliance but in fact, I noticed a railing and I really, really wanted to lean on it so I didn't have to stand much longer.
We exchange the usual "where are you from" etc. I find out she is heading to meet her friends (so not free right now)
I tell her:
"Cool, well the train station is through the supermarket so why don't we go there and you can help me find some almonds before I head back home?"
HER: Sure! (big smile)
We head to the supermarket, with me walking extremely slow, hoping she won't call me out on it.
I tease and banter with her as we proceed through the supermarker. Eventually, we find my almonds. I grab her number (was gonna forget), bid her farewell and return to my apartment to lie down.
The Date
Guess when she was free?
The next day! (today, as I'm writing this LR)
Which would have excited me any other day...
Except that I'm still fucking tired.
Yet, a hopeful trend I've noticed during my recovery is that every day was significantly better than the previous one.
Thankfully, this was the case.
I could walk with more ease. My energy levels were maybe around 60%. Not bad at all.
I meet her at the same mall and we go for coffee.
Everything about me is so sloooow. I try to accept it and proceed with what I've got.
I get her to do most of the talking while I stare at her, listening.
I escalate the touch smoothly, second nature at this point.
We talk about what she wants to do in her life, her dreams, why she's not there yet and I provide her with a few genuine suggestions, which she seems to really appreciate.
Midway through the date, I realize I have no plan for pulling her.
And given how things are going, I can tell she will be ready to be pulled anytime soon.
The Pull
Time to pull.
I can feel it.
I remember she mentioned loving movies.
I use that.
ME: hey, my place ain't far from here, let's go over and watch a movie. I'll show you my Chinese tea set collection as well (something else mentioned during the date)
HER: oh ok why not.
We walk back to my place, at a slower pace because of grandpa here. Slowly but surely, we eventually reach the elevator.
My Place
I open Netflix.
HER: Ohhh can I choose the movie pleeassse? (said in a small girl voice)
ME: Sure, go ahead.
Oh Lord.
As if I had not punished enough with being sick.
She picks 365 Days, a movie I absoultely hate.
But, I also realize that chicks love this movie and it arouses them.
This realization warms my heart and tighens my pants.
We lay in bed and start cuddling.
Movie begins.
I escalate touch using a simple touch ladder.
Soon, I'm rubbing her thigh and smelling her hair and neck.
I start kissing her.
She closes the laptop (YAY) while kissing me back.
I don't know if it's because I've had a tough week being in recovery, but the sex is one of the best I've ever had.
My energy, thank God, does not leave me and I give a satisfying performance.
We cuddle again.
She proposes to continue the movie.
I quickly propose 4 alternatives instead.
Gods be blessed, she picks one of the alternatives.
Hope you are all doing well.
A viral infection took me down a few days ago. Thankfully, all infections cleared now.
But I've been suffering from extreme fatigue every single day of the recovery, lying in my bed all day because walking for more than 5 minutes feels like hell.
Yesterday, I felt like I had to leave my apartment or I would go crazy.
Keep in mind the last thing on my mind was to make any approaches, given my state and my nonexistent sex drive since I have been sick.
I shaved, showered and dressed nicely.
Headed out to the nearest mall, advancing with very slow steps.
As I reach the mall. I find a place to sit and stay there, sipping on my water, gathering energy to go back to my place, realizing that this was a stupid idea after all.
Until I see her, that is.
The Approach
This girl with the most beautiful long flowing hair passes me. She's wearing a cute denim jacket, jeans and converse shoes. Her ass is out of this world.
I feel like she's checking me out.
Im not sure though.
But I feel an itch down there, an itch I had not felt ever since I was sick.
Such a glorious moment had to be acknowledged, celebrated.
I get up from my seat like a 90 year old and slowly proceed to her.
I consider jogging to reach her but then laugh, realizing this is far beyond my physical capacity at the moment.
I eventually reach her.
ME: Excuse me...
HER: (Stops, looks at me)
ME: I was over there (point at where I was sitting) and saw you passing by me... and,huh, I absolutely loved your hair.
This might be the worst opening delivery in my portfolio, save for the super nervous days as a beginner. However, I had to try. Despite having zero energy, I gather what I can to back the compliment with as much sincerity as possible.
And she likes it.
HER: Omg thank you!
She's one of those shy girls who puts her hand in front of her face as she laughs.
I call her out on it playfully.
She does it again.
So cute.
I move us a few feet away. You might think it was for compliance but in fact, I noticed a railing and I really, really wanted to lean on it so I didn't have to stand much longer.
We exchange the usual "where are you from" etc. I find out she is heading to meet her friends (so not free right now)
I tell her:
"Cool, well the train station is through the supermarket so why don't we go there and you can help me find some almonds before I head back home?"
HER: Sure! (big smile)
We head to the supermarket, with me walking extremely slow, hoping she won't call me out on it.
I tease and banter with her as we proceed through the supermarker. Eventually, we find my almonds. I grab her number (was gonna forget), bid her farewell and return to my apartment to lie down.
The Date
Guess when she was free?
The next day! (today, as I'm writing this LR)
Which would have excited me any other day...
Except that I'm still fucking tired.
Yet, a hopeful trend I've noticed during my recovery is that every day was significantly better than the previous one.
Thankfully, this was the case.
I could walk with more ease. My energy levels were maybe around 60%. Not bad at all.
I meet her at the same mall and we go for coffee.
Everything about me is so sloooow. I try to accept it and proceed with what I've got.
I get her to do most of the talking while I stare at her, listening.
I escalate the touch smoothly, second nature at this point.
We talk about what she wants to do in her life, her dreams, why she's not there yet and I provide her with a few genuine suggestions, which she seems to really appreciate.
Midway through the date, I realize I have no plan for pulling her.
And given how things are going, I can tell she will be ready to be pulled anytime soon.
The Pull
Time to pull.
I can feel it.
I remember she mentioned loving movies.
I use that.
ME: hey, my place ain't far from here, let's go over and watch a movie. I'll show you my Chinese tea set collection as well (something else mentioned during the date)
HER: oh ok why not.
We walk back to my place, at a slower pace because of grandpa here. Slowly but surely, we eventually reach the elevator.
My Place
I open Netflix.
HER: Ohhh can I choose the movie pleeassse? (said in a small girl voice)
ME: Sure, go ahead.
Oh Lord.
As if I had not punished enough with being sick.
She picks 365 Days, a movie I absoultely hate.
But, I also realize that chicks love this movie and it arouses them.
This realization warms my heart and tighens my pants.
We lay in bed and start cuddling.
Movie begins.
I escalate touch using a simple touch ladder.
Soon, I'm rubbing her thigh and smelling her hair and neck.
I start kissing her.
She closes the laptop (YAY) while kissing me back.
I don't know if it's because I've had a tough week being in recovery, but the sex is one of the best I've ever had.
My energy, thank God, does not leave me and I give a satisfying performance.
We cuddle again.
She proposes to continue the movie.
I quickly propose 4 alternatives instead.
Gods be blessed, she picks one of the alternatives.
