Hi guys,
This report wields a colour about it that goes from amber to blue: coincidentally, we always are reminded to strike while the iron is still hot. In other words, act now, questions later. So I did just that. I heard the girl's cry that men often text he a dry: "Hi" and when I heard her say this, I made a smirk cause we never give a girl leverage over us via text; at least in the most hot and jaw dropping sexy way. So I texted her and asked for us to meet immediately. It was a Monday evening and she had plans to travel back to her city the following day. As soon as i texted:
She immediately calls back and breaks drawls at the other en of the line with a come hither voice tone. So I scape for logistics and realise it would be better to go to her place on this meet. She complies and I easily make it to the place. At a point she had a second thought since it took me a heck of a while to find the placce by the google maps. But she allowed me come in and directed me to her discreet room.
Before entering she asked me, "WHat are we going to do?" I replied: "We can simply stay indoors and take drinks and see what happens."
Escalation
I sat on her bed and watched her take her huge bum and place it in a view for me (in my imagination) as she typed on her laptop. We were all alone so I realised I could deep dive her and qualify her a little. So I leaned in and began tell her: "I appreciate the connection that we could hae and I feel this connection has the chance to grow in to something like a fire on chirstmass eve." << paraphrased. SHe was somewhat quiet and so I touched her ass...very gingerly. Maybe not too gingerly but kind of as though I was feeling for a greenlight to go further. I touched it with my fingers and my knuckles in a ball. Basically, my hands touched her ass as I was talking to her.
She then began listening to some GoalCast videos. These are super motivational clips on the internet which let you believe in the tortoise being the king of the forest type shit. I was at this point raising my hands to her hair to trap some of her hair follicles between my fingers when she first resisted: "What are you doing?" I looked at her, wide-eyed, and smilley faced but still holding on to the lock of hair. She looked away again and began playing the video of the GC with the volume even louder.
I made a rad observation about the speaker: he had red lips. She giggles. I then take her left leg and use it to demonstrate by feeling all the way to her hips and back to her ankles that the leg has the most appropriate shape for her figure. She was silent. After there was a seemingly awkward pause, I resumed taking her hands and I heard her ask the same dumb as question, so I repeated my dumb face to counter it. As the moments were running down, she started whining about needing to sleep because her friend had to pick her up in the morning for the long road trip. My response was to say, it is still a young night and that there was nothing wrong, just that I would sleep with her.. She paused as thought to serenade me like a mother would to her child for speaking like a brat in public and i paused and looked deep in her eyes. Then iasked her about what had brough her to the city. SHe replied that her work had scheduled a training and such. At this I launched in to a brief story.
LESSONS
1. I have a process for when I visit girls and they include, taking over the entire room and controlling what we have to listen to while I am there. I did not do this at all. RAther I let her decide since it was her laptop. I should have outright taken her HDMI cable out of the port and switched the stations to something within news and the like. Her frame was weak enough so it would have invigorated us both.
2. A lay like that needed some better expectations to be created. more so, at night, I should have been more overtly sexual about what she should expect in our meet hence the surprised look when I mentioned: "sleep with you
"
3. Touch was rather weak in my opinion though in most cases, the thought process I had was to be less touchy and merely prime her with heavy breathing n=and some other bullshit like pecks and kisses. I thought about making the touch come more subtly and without seeming too needy as touch seems to portray at time.
As usual leave any comments to have about this and I will get back to it. Much appreciated slay Lords and Lads.
This report wields a colour about it that goes from amber to blue: coincidentally, we always are reminded to strike while the iron is still hot. In other words, act now, questions later. So I did just that. I heard the girl's cry that men often text he a dry: "Hi" and when I heard her say this, I made a smirk cause we never give a girl leverage over us via text; at least in the most hot and jaw dropping sexy way. So I texted her and asked for us to meet immediately. It was a Monday evening and she had plans to travel back to her city the following day. As soon as i texted:
"
She immediately calls back and breaks drawls at the other en of the line with a come hither voice tone. So I scape for logistics and realise it would be better to go to her place on this meet. She complies and I easily make it to the place. At a point she had a second thought since it took me a heck of a while to find the placce by the google maps. But she allowed me come in and directed me to her discreet room.
Before entering she asked me, "WHat are we going to do?" I replied: "We can simply stay indoors and take drinks and see what happens."
Escalation
I sat on her bed and watched her take her huge bum and place it in a view for me (in my imagination) as she typed on her laptop. We were all alone so I realised I could deep dive her and qualify her a little. So I leaned in and began tell her: "I appreciate the connection that we could hae and I feel this connection has the chance to grow in to something like a fire on chirstmass eve." << paraphrased. SHe was somewhat quiet and so I touched her ass...very gingerly. Maybe not too gingerly but kind of as though I was feeling for a greenlight to go further. I touched it with my fingers and my knuckles in a ball. Basically, my hands touched her ass as I was talking to her.
She then began listening to some GoalCast videos. These are super motivational clips on the internet which let you believe in the tortoise being the king of the forest type shit. I was at this point raising my hands to her hair to trap some of her hair follicles between my fingers when she first resisted: "What are you doing?" I looked at her, wide-eyed, and smilley faced but still holding on to the lock of hair. She looked away again and began playing the video of the GC with the volume even louder.
I made a rad observation about the speaker: he had red lips. She giggles. I then take her left leg and use it to demonstrate by feeling all the way to her hips and back to her ankles that the leg has the most appropriate shape for her figure. She was silent. After there was a seemingly awkward pause, I resumed taking her hands and I heard her ask the same dumb as question, so I repeated my dumb face to counter it. As the moments were running down, she started whining about needing to sleep because her friend had to pick her up in the morning for the long road trip. My response was to say, it is still a young night and that there was nothing wrong, just that I would sleep with her.. She paused as thought to serenade me like a mother would to her child for speaking like a brat in public and i paused and looked deep in her eyes. Then iasked her about what had brough her to the city. SHe replied that her work had scheduled a training and such. At this I launched in to a brief story.
She replied that her sister does stay in Dubai so she knows the drill too. This would have been a moment to drag her into me, but I refrained and attempted instead to wrap my arms around her waist on the bed. She got up and began making like she had to prepare for bed. The laptop had to be shut down and so began asking her about the video and graphs she was looking at. Most of them were cryptocurrency graphs and I had already bonded ( in a manly way) with her over that before we exchanged numbers). As a matter of fact, she was more docile to continue spitting FACTs at this stage so I changed my posture and she got up from the bed. Then she began asking me to leave, leave, leave. No biggie, she owned the hotel room. I was there still, requesting that she gives me ear-buds, facial cleaners, all of that, which she did and I recall closing the space between us for a minute but she turned away. I wanted to take photos to encourage touch, but she still refused. So I walked calmly to the door and she kept saying things like: "Next time, next time". But I said nothing back. How can we have a next time better than tonight with me and her all alone and her trip being out of town by the next day. I didn't say any farewells.
LESSONS
1. I have a process for when I visit girls and they include, taking over the entire room and controlling what we have to listen to while I am there. I did not do this at all. RAther I let her decide since it was her laptop. I should have outright taken her HDMI cable out of the port and switched the stations to something within news and the like. Her frame was weak enough so it would have invigorated us both.
2. A lay like that needed some better expectations to be created. more so, at night, I should have been more overtly sexual about what she should expect in our meet hence the surprised look when I mentioned: "sleep with you
"3. Touch was rather weak in my opinion though in most cases, the thought process I had was to be less touchy and merely prime her with heavy breathing n=and some other bullshit like pecks and kisses. I thought about making the touch come more subtly and without seeming too needy as touch seems to portray at time.
As usual leave any comments to have about this and I will get back to it. Much appreciated slay Lords and Lads.
