Hereee we go. Finally getting some payoff in this night.
This is the third night in my series of field reports. Some of the stuff referenced in here is because of stuff that happened in the first night
viewtopic.php?f=5&t=14666
but the actual lay is not.
So here goes it:
We start the night in the usual place. The pantry on the corridor of my dorm. I get there early, and meet this guy named Oswald (he’s a brit) and hang with him. Oswald gives me some of his vodka.
Yay. I like vodka. But the lessons of the first night hit me, and I realise that getting too drunk is not a good idea. So I take a shot. No more.
I’m being a good boy tonight
I’m in the middle of the couch this time. Oswald is to my right. I am doing my whole half-talk-to him, half stare off into the distance thing. Fun fun.
Seriously though, low energy is the shit. I feel someone sit on my right. It’s a girl. She is ok-looking, not someone I’d hook up with. But she’s the same nationality as me, and I deep-dive her about why she’s here in this country at Uni.
She also happens to be a promoter for the club we are going to tonight. Bingo.
Then, I notice she has a group of friends. One is not very attractive, and very drunk. The other is very attractive, and not very drunk. I haven’t seen any of these girls around before, and everyone else here is the usual social circle from the past few nights.
So I put the conversation I’m in on pause. I look at this group and slowly say
While moving my eyes from one to the other, holding eye contact for about two seconds with each, ending on the hottest of the girls. Tensionnnnnnn
As I say that last bit, I smile and take a more inquisitive tone, still speaking slowly. Breaking some but not all of the tension between us.
They fall over themselves explaining. Eventually the one seated next to me (the promoter) says:
I smile slowly and laugh a little.
They go around and introduce themselves. I make and hold eye contact with each as they do so. The one next to me is Sarah, the really drunk one is Maria, and the hot one is Caterina (She actually had the same exact name as Katrina, from the other reports, but for the sake of clarity, I’ll differentiate here). I detect a faint accent in Caterina’s voice.
I pass my phone around and they add themselves. I’m trying to build a network.
At this point I bring Oswald into the conversation, and I stand. I notice Katrina is looking at me. At this point, I still don’t know anything more than a kiss has happened between us, and I’m a bit weirded out by her constantly catching my eye.
Oh well. I suggest we all go to the local student bar, and they comply. They all say they have to go grab some stuff before they leave, and they head off. Oswald also leaves, to go change into warmer clothes before heading out. I am left standing by the pantry door, just chilling and being all mysterious.
You know, as you do.
One of Katrina’s friends comes up to me, and asks me where I’m going for the night. I tell her, and she says they are all going there as well. I ask if they want to leave now. They do not.
Bitch I ain’t waiting for you.
Really though, I just didn’t want to wait, and wanted to keep Katrina and Caterina as far away from each other as possible.
We begin to walk. As we leave the campus area, we are joined by Daisy (a very flirty girl in my social circle who also happens to be my type) and her drunken friend, who also knows me. They call out
I lead the group to them and then take them with us. Daisy and I are the only ones who know where we are going, so everyone is following (well, me, as the group with Caterina doesn’t know her).
Daisy pulls me aside and whispers:
Uhhh what. I make sure Oswald has the other girls engaged and Daisy and I walk ahead of everyone.
Then:
Daisy looks at me. I stare at her, confused.
There’s only one scenario I can think of.
I actually don’t. But Daisy won’t believe me.
WElll shit. Maybe I am. I look at her skeptically nonetheless. She relents, kind of.
I kinda look away, then at her, then away. She hits me, and giggles and says
Really, I’m not judging her, just not sure that I believe her story. But it’s important that she knows I won’t judge her for sleeping around.
She laughs again and says no it wasn’t.
By now we’ve arrived at the bar. Daisy and her friend run off to the bathroom. Caterina and Oswald and I join the massive crowd/queue for drinks. Oswald sees someone he knows and starts talking to him, leaving Caterina with me.
The gods have seen fit to grant me good wingmen (him leaving me with her was completely intentional, I talked to him later about it all).
So we wait for drinks. She is pushed up against me. Oh well. I’ll go with it. She says stuff to me and I talk a bit. But then she says
I look at her piercingly (or what I hope is piercingly) with my eyebrows raised. I slowly, carefully say…
And just when the tension feels (to me) to be a bit too much, I smile, nudge her, and say
She laughs
I smile and look away. She reengages me
I nod at the bar (idk how to describe this motion except as pointing with my eyes) and say Blue Moon. She’s getting Guinness.
Bitch idk
We rejoin her friends. Daisy and her drunk friend have disappeared at this point. I look for them, in vain. Oh well. Caterina offers me a cig and I take one. She says it’s from her home in Romania. I smile at this. It is nice, and it’s investment.
We talk lightly for a bit. Sarah is also very flirty with me, constantly clutching my arm. I talk to her about how she became a promoter, as I want to be one. We also talk about our home country a bit. Oswald rejoins us, having gotten his drink.
I don’t remember what was said after this as I zoned out of the convo…I came back in after someone dragged me back. I think it was Sarah. I notice that Maria, the third friend, is swaying. She is also babbling loudly. I am annoyed. I say something very politely about how she might not get into the club. Maria then tells me I should hook up with Sarah. Sarah glares at her. Caterina also glares at her. I give her a skeptical look.
Shit. That was weird.
Well, we head to the club. I am annoyed because both Maria and Sarah seem rather drunk. This is a club I’m hoping to promote at in the future, and I don’t want to not be let in because those two are falling over. As we wait in line, some older kids behind me start chatting me up and a very drunk guy paws at me. I literally just stand there, visibly bored. Caterina and Oswald are talking behind me. I think Sarah took Maria off to puke.
Ugh.
This is not what I had planned, and I’m now completely sober, surrounded by drunks.
Oh well, might as well make the best of it. I make a few comments to the people in front of us. They aren’t very receptive and so I just go back to chilling and staring off bored into the distance. It gets me approached.
We finally get in the club. Oswald and I lose the girls, and wander around. I don’t find anyone I can talk to about promoting, but it is a very busy night, so I’m not surprised. The music is chill, but dance floors are the bane of my game’s existence.
We find Caterina. Good. She is very nervous about her friends. I assume they didn’t get let in. But they turn up. Great. Maria is swaying and looks like death. I am alternating between moving to the beat and leaning against the wall all broodingly. Oswald is just chill. Caterina is paying attention to me, and Sarah is wayyyy into the music.
Ok then. Caterina tells me
I just shrug. She grabs me and takes me into the crowd, grinding onto me. I smile, but give her very little attention, cause I am a grumpy little bitch.
She then leads me to the side of the crowd, in the dark against the wall, pins me up against it, and kisses me. Cool. That went well. I let myself get more into it and kiss her back, grabbing her ass and pulling her up onto me.
After a bit more grabass, I go back to Oswald. We go talk for a bit in a corner, as Caterina makes sure her friends are alive and well. I ask him if I should go for it, he says yeah I’ve been trying to wing you all night.
Good man.
So I go back, pull Caterina out, and say
Whereeeee do you think???
I raise my eyebrows slightly and just say
She frowns and says that she can’t leave her friends, but we can go outside for a smoke. The smoking area is fucking crowded. She says I look uncomfortable and I just purse my lips and shake my head. My hand is still on her ass and she is cuddled into my side.
Once the cig is finished, I decide, fuck it. Let’s see what I can get away with. I tell her
She says something like
I just look her in the eyes, then let my gaze drift down to her mouth, then back to her eyes, smirk and say…
So I stare at my phone and don’t say much cause I’m a little bitch. At one point I go to my room to grab an extra condom (I had one on me) and then come back. It’s awkward and I’m that guy.
Then Caterina texts. I go over to hers. Once inside, it’s a little awkward and expectant. I smile, and motion her to sit. I tell her about all the places I’ve traveled for like two minutes, and she sits. My arm is around her. Then I just pull her in and we begin to make out.
She corrects me on my make out technique, a bit. Hey, I have much to learn. Tells me to open my mouth more and use more tongue, be a bit less aggressive.
After a bunch of foreplay, we fuck. She has amazing natural breasts, and a great ass. I last maybe 5 minutes, if that. She has a disappointed look on her face, and just says
And I swear my balls almost shrivelled up. I look at her calmly and laugh, trying not to show my embarrassment.
I go to eat her out, but she just frowns and then says
So we cuddle up and talk. Most of it was fluff or deep diving, but some snippets were important.
Was I think the most important lesson I learned.
And then we fucked again, for about twenty minutes this time. Afterwards, she looked at me, smirked, and said
Key takeaways:
-I’m going for a very chill, aloof, minimalist style of game. It teeters on not taking enough action, but when someone is already chasing, it’s very effective.
-I’m not as good in bed as I think I am. And going three weeks without masturbation or sex is good for motivation but disastrous for lasting long in bed.
-Romanian girls are hot.
-A good wingman makes all the difference
-Hooking up with girls in your dorm in the first week is bad for your reputation. Not remember hooking up with them is worse
There we gooo. I have one more night to write about but not now, I’m tired. The next night isn’t that spectacular, but it involves girls cooking me food and a long deep conversation with Daisy (and then me fucking that up).
Thanks for reading if you made this far babes.
Byron
This is the third night in my series of field reports. Some of the stuff referenced in here is because of stuff that happened in the first night
viewtopic.php?f=5&t=14666
but the actual lay is not.
So here goes it:
We start the night in the usual place. The pantry on the corridor of my dorm. I get there early, and meet this guy named Oswald (he’s a brit) and hang with him. Oswald gives me some of his vodka.
Yay. I like vodka. But the lessons of the first night hit me, and I realise that getting too drunk is not a good idea. So I take a shot. No more.
I’m being a good boy tonight
I’m in the middle of the couch this time. Oswald is to my right. I am doing my whole half-talk-to him, half stare off into the distance thing. Fun fun.
Seriously though, low energy is the shit. I feel someone sit on my right. It’s a girl. She is ok-looking, not someone I’d hook up with. But she’s the same nationality as me, and I deep-dive her about why she’s here in this country at Uni.
She also happens to be a promoter for the club we are going to tonight. Bingo.
Then, I notice she has a group of friends. One is not very attractive, and very drunk. The other is very attractive, and not very drunk. I haven’t seen any of these girls around before, and everyone else here is the usual social circle from the past few nights.
So I put the conversation I’m in on pause. I look at this group and slowly say
While moving my eyes from one to the other, holding eye contact for about two seconds with each, ending on the hottest of the girls. Tensionnnnnnn
As I say that last bit, I smile and take a more inquisitive tone, still speaking slowly. Breaking some but not all of the tension between us.
They fall over themselves explaining. Eventually the one seated next to me (the promoter) says:
I smile slowly and laugh a little.
They go around and introduce themselves. I make and hold eye contact with each as they do so. The one next to me is Sarah, the really drunk one is Maria, and the hot one is Caterina (She actually had the same exact name as Katrina, from the other reports, but for the sake of clarity, I’ll differentiate here). I detect a faint accent in Caterina’s voice.
I pass my phone around and they add themselves. I’m trying to build a network.
At this point I bring Oswald into the conversation, and I stand. I notice Katrina is looking at me. At this point, I still don’t know anything more than a kiss has happened between us, and I’m a bit weirded out by her constantly catching my eye.
Oh well. I suggest we all go to the local student bar, and they comply. They all say they have to go grab some stuff before they leave, and they head off. Oswald also leaves, to go change into warmer clothes before heading out. I am left standing by the pantry door, just chilling and being all mysterious.
You know, as you do.
One of Katrina’s friends comes up to me, and asks me where I’m going for the night. I tell her, and she says they are all going there as well. I ask if they want to leave now. They do not.
Bitch I ain’t waiting for you.
Really though, I just didn’t want to wait, and wanted to keep Katrina and Caterina as far away from each other as possible.
We begin to walk. As we leave the campus area, we are joined by Daisy (a very flirty girl in my social circle who also happens to be my type) and her drunken friend, who also knows me. They call out
I lead the group to them and then take them with us. Daisy and I are the only ones who know where we are going, so everyone is following (well, me, as the group with Caterina doesn’t know her).
Daisy pulls me aside and whispers:
Uhhh what. I make sure Oswald has the other girls engaged and Daisy and I walk ahead of everyone.
Then:
Daisy looks at me. I stare at her, confused.
There’s only one scenario I can think of.
I actually don’t. But Daisy won’t believe me.
WElll shit. Maybe I am. I look at her skeptically nonetheless. She relents, kind of.
I look at her with an amused smile and ask
She smirks and says
I kinda look away, then at her, then away. She hits me, and giggles and says
Really, I’m not judging her, just not sure that I believe her story. But it’s important that she knows I won’t judge her for sleeping around.
She laughs again and says no it wasn’t.
By now we’ve arrived at the bar. Daisy and her friend run off to the bathroom. Caterina and Oswald and I join the massive crowd/queue for drinks. Oswald sees someone he knows and starts talking to him, leaving Caterina with me.
The gods have seen fit to grant me good wingmen (him leaving me with her was completely intentional, I talked to him later about it all).
So we wait for drinks. She is pushed up against me. Oh well. I’ll go with it. She says stuff to me and I talk a bit. But then she says
I look at her piercingly (or what I hope is piercingly) with my eyebrows raised. I slowly, carefully say…
And just when the tension feels (to me) to be a bit too much, I smile, nudge her, and say
She laughs
I smile and look away. She reengages me
I nod at the bar (idk how to describe this motion except as pointing with my eyes) and say Blue Moon. She’s getting Guinness.
Bitch idk
I roll my eyes and suddenly the wall becomes fascinating. I contemplate it for a while. She’s cute, but I’m a little annoyed at her constant teasing and testing. We get the beers. She asks the fucking bartender what the alcohol percentage is in each, and is surprised to hear that it’s less than a percent difference. Then taking note of my disinterest, she asks for a sip of my beer. I hand it to her, not really looking at her. She says she likes it, and that it is unfiltered. Cool.
We rejoin her friends. Daisy and her drunk friend have disappeared at this point. I look for them, in vain. Oh well. Caterina offers me a cig and I take one. She says it’s from her home in Romania. I smile at this. It is nice, and it’s investment.
We talk lightly for a bit. Sarah is also very flirty with me, constantly clutching my arm. I talk to her about how she became a promoter, as I want to be one. We also talk about our home country a bit. Oswald rejoins us, having gotten his drink.
I don’t remember what was said after this as I zoned out of the convo…I came back in after someone dragged me back. I think it was Sarah. I notice that Maria, the third friend, is swaying. She is also babbling loudly. I am annoyed. I say something very politely about how she might not get into the club. Maria then tells me I should hook up with Sarah. Sarah glares at her. Caterina also glares at her. I give her a skeptical look.
Shit. That was weird.
Well, we head to the club. I am annoyed because both Maria and Sarah seem rather drunk. This is a club I’m hoping to promote at in the future, and I don’t want to not be let in because those two are falling over. As we wait in line, some older kids behind me start chatting me up and a very drunk guy paws at me. I literally just stand there, visibly bored. Caterina and Oswald are talking behind me. I think Sarah took Maria off to puke.
Ugh.
This is not what I had planned, and I’m now completely sober, surrounded by drunks.
Oh well, might as well make the best of it. I make a few comments to the people in front of us. They aren’t very receptive and so I just go back to chilling and staring off bored into the distance. It gets me approached.
We finally get in the club. Oswald and I lose the girls, and wander around. I don’t find anyone I can talk to about promoting, but it is a very busy night, so I’m not surprised. The music is chill, but dance floors are the bane of my game’s existence.
We find Caterina. Good. She is very nervous about her friends. I assume they didn’t get let in. But they turn up. Great. Maria is swaying and looks like death. I am alternating between moving to the beat and leaning against the wall all broodingly. Oswald is just chill. Caterina is paying attention to me, and Sarah is wayyyy into the music.
Ok then. Caterina tells me
I just shrug. She grabs me and takes me into the crowd, grinding onto me. I smile, but give her very little attention, cause I am a grumpy little bitch.
She then leads me to the side of the crowd, in the dark against the wall, pins me up against it, and kisses me. Cool. That went well. I let myself get more into it and kiss her back, grabbing her ass and pulling her up onto me.
After a bit more grabass, I go back to Oswald. We go talk for a bit in a corner, as Caterina makes sure her friends are alive and well. I ask him if I should go for it, he says yeah I’ve been trying to wing you all night.
Good man.
So I go back, pull Caterina out, and say
She looks at me and says
Whereeeee do you think???
I raise my eyebrows slightly and just say
She frowns and says that she can’t leave her friends, but we can go outside for a smoke. The smoking area is fucking crowded. She says I look uncomfortable and I just purse my lips and shake my head. My hand is still on her ass and she is cuddled into my side.
Once the cig is finished, I decide, fuck it. Let’s see what I can get away with. I tell her
She says something like
I just look her in the eyes, then let my gaze drift down to her mouth, then back to her eyes, smirk and say…
Then I leave cause I’m an impatient asshole. When I get back to the dorm, some of the cooler people are eating pizza in the pantry, including Daisy. I chill with them. They are nice and offer me pizza, but mostly ignore me and talk about people that they know from high school. Daisy completely ignores me.
So I stare at my phone and don’t say much cause I’m a little bitch. At one point I go to my room to grab an extra condom (I had one on me) and then come back. It’s awkward and I’m that guy.
Then Caterina texts. I go over to hers. Once inside, it’s a little awkward and expectant. I smile, and motion her to sit. I tell her about all the places I’ve traveled for like two minutes, and she sits. My arm is around her. Then I just pull her in and we begin to make out.
She corrects me on my make out technique, a bit. Hey, I have much to learn. Tells me to open my mouth more and use more tongue, be a bit less aggressive.
After a bunch of foreplay, we fuck. She has amazing natural breasts, and a great ass. I last maybe 5 minutes, if that. She has a disappointed look on her face, and just says
And I swear my balls almost shrivelled up. I look at her calmly and laugh, trying not to show my embarrassment.
I go to eat her out, but she just frowns and then says
So we cuddle up and talk. Most of it was fluff or deep diving, but some snippets were important.
Was I think the most important lesson I learned.
And then we fucked again, for about twenty minutes this time. Afterwards, she looked at me, smirked, and said
Key takeaways:
-I’m going for a very chill, aloof, minimalist style of game. It teeters on not taking enough action, but when someone is already chasing, it’s very effective.
-I’m not as good in bed as I think I am. And going three weeks without masturbation or sex is good for motivation but disastrous for lasting long in bed.
-Romanian girls are hot.
-A good wingman makes all the difference
-Hooking up with girls in your dorm in the first week is bad for your reputation. Not remember hooking up with them is worse
There we gooo. I have one more night to write about but not now, I’m tired. The next night isn’t that spectacular, but it involves girls cooking me food and a long deep conversation with Daisy (and then me fucking that up).
Thanks for reading if you made this far babes.
Byron
