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Feminists
I get off work earlier than expected, and was excited to go out. Felt like gaming since I hadn't really tried in a while. My night starts at my bar, drinking a pitcher and eating food with some coworkers. One of them is this feminist bitch, not good looking, who constantly talks shit and complains about men (and her inability to get them). Classic contradictory bitch with unrealistic expectations for how the world should work in a self-serving manner - we don't really get along. She, like most of my coworkers, also thinks that I'm kind of an asshole so she has a constant bitch shield with me. Nonetheless I've been trying to build more bridges lately, so I think going out with her might be good in some way.
Her friend is this cute black chick, who I almost immediately could tell was interested. We're all sitting at a table and me and another guy start talking about sex. This eventually gets into dating apps, doggystyle, relationships, and other conversations of the like. As this progresses, the black chick shows me more and more interest and is laughing at what I'm saying a lot, while my feminist coworker slowly turns down her bitch charges and (I believe) starts recognizing there's more to me than a dick-with-legs douchebag.
Things are looking groovy and I suggest we go to another bar. The feminist wants to find some guy to fuck (and said so in a very objectifying manner - hence the contradictory stance on male/female culture) and I say I'll wingman for her. We go out to the next bar and I run into this gay dude with a group of girls. I probably should have just ejected here and gamed them, but I had the black chick warming up and also wanted to be nicer to my coworkers so return to them.
Once I return we keep the ball rolling and I deep dive the friend a little bit, mostly going good and smoothing over most of my mistakes on the way. The feminist brings up politics and says that "she knows I'm a Trump supporter" even though we've never talked about politics. And I'm not much of a Trump supporter, though I do respect him in a number of ways. I laugh, correct her, and then try to change the subject away from politics but she rings it back in. So I stop engaging and eventually start talking about psychology with the black friend and she says that I'm a lot like her ex-boyfriend.
That's a good sign, actually - though it requires some attainability which was what I then made my focus. We bounce to the next bar and I'm playful with the friend, but as soon as we're there the feminist starts complaining that (and she's 21 - just barely allowed to be at the bar) none of the guys are good enough for her, and that they're all too young. They putz indecisively about staying or not while I get my drink. When I come back I suggest we either move to a better location in the bar or go to a different, older bar, since they don't want to stay here. At this point, and perhaps because I was disengaged from the group for so long getting my drink, they stop listening to me, and the feminist completely derails my input, outright ignoring me. It was extremely rude, actually.
So they leave back to the bar we work at and I go despite my intuition saying fuck them they're being indecisive. On the way back the feminist complains that men are trash and blah fucking blah. I try to make it fun again and after condoms get brought up by the other guy I try to bring in a funny story about fire-ice condoms. The feminist shoots me down, and then all three say it's creepy. Bad timing / delivery, possibly, but it more felt to me like the bitch was just hating.
I can't wait to get back to my other coworkers, these motherfuckers are not fun at all. Once we get back I immediately hop train with two other coworkers to another bar. We chill there, one girl calls up a guy to come get with her. She's a total gold digger and while it's funny to talk about the guys she pulls and the benefits she reaps from all of it, annoying for me as I try to position myself as a lover to her. In all honest, I think I'm in the friend zone because I didn't act fast enough and planned on pulling her during a night out with everyone instead of setting up plans or something while the iron was still hot. You do get a lot of chances with social circle, though. Once the guys comes (and honestly he was kinda lame) I leave with the gay dude to a different place and run into some others. He finds a guy there who wants to fuck him and tells me that's what he's doing so I say fuck it and go out to game by myself (probably should have just done that the whole time).
Alleged Pornstars
Now alone, I head to an industry-friendly bar down the street. While getting my drink I open this HB7 blonde and she's interested from the get go. She introduces me to her HB7 black friend and we start to mingle. I suggest we play some pool and they're down. We're playing and I'm doing alright, teasing them, getting touchey with both of them back and forth as we play. This much older guy starts getting really aggressive with the blonde, grabbing her kinda intensely and she looks pretty damn uncomfortable. I decide to be a little more aggressive with the black chick as a result, and she gives me bedroom eyes before suddenly grabbing the blonde and ejecting to the bathroom.
My gut tells me they'll be back and so I move places. Right before I do this the older guy tries to talk to me, looking somewhat shameful and desperate. I just stare at him, look away, and bounce. When guys do this, they are literally only trying to bring you down to their current level of value, since they just got rejected and are looking for security. It happens all the time, even if you were in their bubble when they tried pulling for but a moment. I move closer to the exit of the bar and kind of stare off in a way that attracts people to open me and the two girls come back to me and grab me.
I ask them what they're doing after the bar and that we should have an afterparty. It was getting late so I just had to shoot my shot, and them both coming back to me is a good sign. They say, "you're coming with us" and start walking out the door. Okay, fuck yea, I think, as I follow them. From this point on, I was not leading - which was my biggest mistake in the following interactions. They set the pace, and I did not dominate.
I jump in the backseat of their car and they ask me if I want to have a threesome. I say that sounds like it'd be pretty fun and they start going back and forth giggling about shit. They reveal to me that they're both pornstars (I would imagine if this is true, they mean it on an amateur scale, but what do I know) and whip out their phone showing me nudes of each other. I'm pretty fucked up and actually remain somewhat unreactive, as if what they were doing wasn't a big deal. I qualified them a little bit with a, "very nice ladies". This is the proper move in this situation because you don't react like most guys and get all turbo BUT ONLY if you are leading the interaction as well. I didn't, instead I let them talk about sex and if I would make a good candidate.
Then they ask me to show them pictures of my dick. I don't have any lol and they get pissed saying they just showed me what they have and I need to show them what I can do. A good response here might have been, "get over here and I will", but instead I just say "only one way to find out" which isn't dominant enough. That was the time to be explicit and hyper-sexualize (they're showing me nudes and suggesting a threesome for fucks sake), but what I did was too soft of a note and too implicit.
So, they drive me to this party, still agreeing to a threesome later on. Right before we get out the black chick, who has now become domineering - all a shit test, mind you - starts to say that she doesn't think I'll be able to stay up, and I laugh and say "I can't wait to show you", which again, was moving in the right direction, but not intensely enough.
We get into the party and they start ignoring the fuck out of me. I don't know a single person here and the crowd is super weird. I did a lot of "standing around and looking cool" with some conversations with strangers that were all receptive. They do eventually introduce me to some other people in a very show-offy manner which I mainly took as, "look as this good dick we brought" (not to sound too cocky, but after hanging out with enough gay dudes as friends I know what this looks like) and I meet the black girl's brother. They're bouncing around the party like crazy so I follow them up until a certain point until they start doing blow in one of the bathrooms, locking the door, and saying I can't come in.
So either they decided against the threesome for whatever reason, or they just don't want to share their snow. Idk, but this leaves me with little options. If I accept it as a rejection, I take the L. If I persist - how do I do that without being demanding or needy? I end up hanging out downstairs and talking to other people, while the party slowly clears out.
They finally come back down and start to walk out. I try to grab one of them and say, "there you fucking are, we leaving?" (again, letting them lead, but it was FAR too late at this point anyways). They don't say anything and continue in their path and so I follow after them, creating and finalizing this dynamic. At this point though, it looks like I'm creeping on them. Then the black chicks brother comes up on me, and says "Hey man. They're not interested, you gotta go." I say I was with them earlier and I'm trying to get a word with them, but realizing there's no way this is gonna happen if her family is in the mix (what brother is gonna allow some guy to take his sister and her friend after just meeting him?). He says "The big thing in this day and age is consent man, and you're not getting any". I say "It's a little more complicated than that, but word man". My hands were completely tied, at this point, and I return home.
Conclusion
So, really interesting set of interactions with many different kinds of girls.
I think it's funny how end of the day, they all want the same thing (good dick and attention) but go about such completely different routes and strategies to get it. Some work better than others, but they ultimately want to serve their desires of an attractive, dominant man, and attention from him and other people. It's about them. And it's about them pulling it off in a way that allows plausible deniability and other people not making harsh judgments against them for having these desires. It can be hard sometimes not to get annoyed, upset, or bitter when these strategies are used on you. For where I'm at right now actually, I'm trying to keep an open mind about these potential motivations and even adopt an appreciation for it. Learning how has proven difficult, and I think I need to separate and accept some of my emotions around it before I can actually get there. Understanding is the first step.
Hue
I get off work earlier than expected, and was excited to go out. Felt like gaming since I hadn't really tried in a while. My night starts at my bar, drinking a pitcher and eating food with some coworkers. One of them is this feminist bitch, not good looking, who constantly talks shit and complains about men (and her inability to get them). Classic contradictory bitch with unrealistic expectations for how the world should work in a self-serving manner - we don't really get along. She, like most of my coworkers, also thinks that I'm kind of an asshole so she has a constant bitch shield with me. Nonetheless I've been trying to build more bridges lately, so I think going out with her might be good in some way.
Her friend is this cute black chick, who I almost immediately could tell was interested. We're all sitting at a table and me and another guy start talking about sex. This eventually gets into dating apps, doggystyle, relationships, and other conversations of the like. As this progresses, the black chick shows me more and more interest and is laughing at what I'm saying a lot, while my feminist coworker slowly turns down her bitch charges and (I believe) starts recognizing there's more to me than a dick-with-legs douchebag.
Things are looking groovy and I suggest we go to another bar. The feminist wants to find some guy to fuck (and said so in a very objectifying manner - hence the contradictory stance on male/female culture) and I say I'll wingman for her. We go out to the next bar and I run into this gay dude with a group of girls. I probably should have just ejected here and gamed them, but I had the black chick warming up and also wanted to be nicer to my coworkers so return to them.
Once I return we keep the ball rolling and I deep dive the friend a little bit, mostly going good and smoothing over most of my mistakes on the way. The feminist brings up politics and says that "she knows I'm a Trump supporter" even though we've never talked about politics. And I'm not much of a Trump supporter, though I do respect him in a number of ways. I laugh, correct her, and then try to change the subject away from politics but she rings it back in. So I stop engaging and eventually start talking about psychology with the black friend and she says that I'm a lot like her ex-boyfriend.
That's a good sign, actually - though it requires some attainability which was what I then made my focus. We bounce to the next bar and I'm playful with the friend, but as soon as we're there the feminist starts complaining that (and she's 21 - just barely allowed to be at the bar) none of the guys are good enough for her, and that they're all too young. They putz indecisively about staying or not while I get my drink. When I come back I suggest we either move to a better location in the bar or go to a different, older bar, since they don't want to stay here. At this point, and perhaps because I was disengaged from the group for so long getting my drink, they stop listening to me, and the feminist completely derails my input, outright ignoring me. It was extremely rude, actually.
So they leave back to the bar we work at and I go despite my intuition saying fuck them they're being indecisive. On the way back the feminist complains that men are trash and blah fucking blah. I try to make it fun again and after condoms get brought up by the other guy I try to bring in a funny story about fire-ice condoms. The feminist shoots me down, and then all three say it's creepy. Bad timing / delivery, possibly, but it more felt to me like the bitch was just hating.
I can't wait to get back to my other coworkers, these motherfuckers are not fun at all. Once we get back I immediately hop train with two other coworkers to another bar. We chill there, one girl calls up a guy to come get with her. She's a total gold digger and while it's funny to talk about the guys she pulls and the benefits she reaps from all of it, annoying for me as I try to position myself as a lover to her. In all honest, I think I'm in the friend zone because I didn't act fast enough and planned on pulling her during a night out with everyone instead of setting up plans or something while the iron was still hot. You do get a lot of chances with social circle, though. Once the guys comes (and honestly he was kinda lame) I leave with the gay dude to a different place and run into some others. He finds a guy there who wants to fuck him and tells me that's what he's doing so I say fuck it and go out to game by myself (probably should have just done that the whole time).
Alleged Pornstars
Now alone, I head to an industry-friendly bar down the street. While getting my drink I open this HB7 blonde and she's interested from the get go. She introduces me to her HB7 black friend and we start to mingle. I suggest we play some pool and they're down. We're playing and I'm doing alright, teasing them, getting touchey with both of them back and forth as we play. This much older guy starts getting really aggressive with the blonde, grabbing her kinda intensely and she looks pretty damn uncomfortable. I decide to be a little more aggressive with the black chick as a result, and she gives me bedroom eyes before suddenly grabbing the blonde and ejecting to the bathroom.
My gut tells me they'll be back and so I move places. Right before I do this the older guy tries to talk to me, looking somewhat shameful and desperate. I just stare at him, look away, and bounce. When guys do this, they are literally only trying to bring you down to their current level of value, since they just got rejected and are looking for security. It happens all the time, even if you were in their bubble when they tried pulling for but a moment. I move closer to the exit of the bar and kind of stare off in a way that attracts people to open me and the two girls come back to me and grab me.
I ask them what they're doing after the bar and that we should have an afterparty. It was getting late so I just had to shoot my shot, and them both coming back to me is a good sign. They say, "you're coming with us" and start walking out the door. Okay, fuck yea, I think, as I follow them. From this point on, I was not leading - which was my biggest mistake in the following interactions. They set the pace, and I did not dominate.
I jump in the backseat of their car and they ask me if I want to have a threesome. I say that sounds like it'd be pretty fun and they start going back and forth giggling about shit. They reveal to me that they're both pornstars (I would imagine if this is true, they mean it on an amateur scale, but what do I know) and whip out their phone showing me nudes of each other. I'm pretty fucked up and actually remain somewhat unreactive, as if what they were doing wasn't a big deal. I qualified them a little bit with a, "very nice ladies". This is the proper move in this situation because you don't react like most guys and get all turbo BUT ONLY if you are leading the interaction as well. I didn't, instead I let them talk about sex and if I would make a good candidate.
Then they ask me to show them pictures of my dick. I don't have any lol and they get pissed saying they just showed me what they have and I need to show them what I can do. A good response here might have been, "get over here and I will", but instead I just say "only one way to find out" which isn't dominant enough. That was the time to be explicit and hyper-sexualize (they're showing me nudes and suggesting a threesome for fucks sake), but what I did was too soft of a note and too implicit.
So, they drive me to this party, still agreeing to a threesome later on. Right before we get out the black chick, who has now become domineering - all a shit test, mind you - starts to say that she doesn't think I'll be able to stay up, and I laugh and say "I can't wait to show you", which again, was moving in the right direction, but not intensely enough.
We get into the party and they start ignoring the fuck out of me. I don't know a single person here and the crowd is super weird. I did a lot of "standing around and looking cool" with some conversations with strangers that were all receptive. They do eventually introduce me to some other people in a very show-offy manner which I mainly took as, "look as this good dick we brought" (not to sound too cocky, but after hanging out with enough gay dudes as friends I know what this looks like) and I meet the black girl's brother. They're bouncing around the party like crazy so I follow them up until a certain point until they start doing blow in one of the bathrooms, locking the door, and saying I can't come in.
So either they decided against the threesome for whatever reason, or they just don't want to share their snow. Idk, but this leaves me with little options. If I accept it as a rejection, I take the L. If I persist - how do I do that without being demanding or needy? I end up hanging out downstairs and talking to other people, while the party slowly clears out.
They finally come back down and start to walk out. I try to grab one of them and say, "there you fucking are, we leaving?" (again, letting them lead, but it was FAR too late at this point anyways). They don't say anything and continue in their path and so I follow after them, creating and finalizing this dynamic. At this point though, it looks like I'm creeping on them. Then the black chicks brother comes up on me, and says "Hey man. They're not interested, you gotta go." I say I was with them earlier and I'm trying to get a word with them, but realizing there's no way this is gonna happen if her family is in the mix (what brother is gonna allow some guy to take his sister and her friend after just meeting him?). He says "The big thing in this day and age is consent man, and you're not getting any". I say "It's a little more complicated than that, but word man". My hands were completely tied, at this point, and I return home.
Conclusion
So, really interesting set of interactions with many different kinds of girls.
- A feminist bitch who has no handle on how to rope in guys, and then blames the guys,
- A gold digger who pulls successful dudes who aren't all that cool and complains about them to guys like me (though I haven't fucked her yet so
)
- Two alleged pornstars offering me a threesome and essentially out-dominating me to ultimately not fuck because of ASD from family being their (I assume).
I think it's funny how end of the day, they all want the same thing (good dick and attention) but go about such completely different routes and strategies to get it. Some work better than others, but they ultimately want to serve their desires of an attractive, dominant man, and attention from him and other people. It's about them. And it's about them pulling it off in a way that allows plausible deniability and other people not making harsh judgments against them for having these desires. It can be hard sometimes not to get annoyed, upset, or bitter when these strategies are used on you. For where I'm at right now actually, I'm trying to keep an open mind about these potential motivations and even adopt an appreciation for it. Learning how has proven difficult, and I think I need to separate and accept some of my emotions around it before I can actually get there. Understanding is the first step.
Hue
