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(I have to write this again, as I lost my previous, polished save. Wording will be worse.)
Some young girls know that I'm about 14 years older. Nevertheless they re-open me enthusiastically as I pass by on a different occasion. I try to talk a little with the cutest ... too little. I get compliance as I have her put my empty glass on the table over there.
Later at a club they disperse. I have a bad feeling so I don't even try any move on the girl. Fast forward to the next day, my friend tells me that he tried to kiss one of the girls in the group. Apparently her friend said that he'd totally be that girls type, but he'd simply be too old. They explain it over again, as he tries it again.
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Back to our virtual present. I push myself into a group of three in order to get to the girl I like most. She denies my advances. I turn around once more: "See you later", I say kindly.
Before long we run into them on the streets. I open her again and we at least exchange our basic information. I invite them to go to a club. A few weeks back I firmly decided not to pay anymore for girls, but I can negotiate. At the second club the receptionist agrees to my offer to let the girls in for free.
Inside they stand some steps away, I keep pulling "my" girl back to me, but she keeps slipping her hand away.
I advice him to abstain from it, but my friend buys a round of shots. He asks me to hand them out. I don't want any part in this dark practice. All I do is wave the girls over.
I keep touchy with my girl, tell her "it's okay", pull her head firmly to my chest and hold her tightly while she keeps telling me good bye. I allow her some space, pull her back in. An hour passes like this before her lips touch mine for the first time. Even later, we actually kiss.
We walk to another club. She keeps telling me that I have to go away. After she talks in her language to another guy who recently joined the group, she tells me that she's talking badly about me. In an honest manner I ask if that was true. "No, I'm joking." she replies, but she still keeps telling me to leave. At the club I give her some space, standing around the corner, just being by myself for some time.
Then I pull her here again, we kiss. She tries to send me away. I'm honestly a little sad and she notices it.
Anyway, at some point we enter the club. Separately.
I dance for a while. Suddenly I notice her leaning at a pillar. I lean to the other side and just smile at her. She leans in, kisses me again. We end up holding each other, again. I put her hand underneath my shirt. She explores my body. After she touches my chest, I start touching hers too. I kiss her breast and she even helps me to lower her bra, allowing me to suck her nipples.
My suggestions to move or at least escort her home, are all denied. As her friends leave she runs off ... again.
I follow her out, one last time: "So you're leaving now?" "Yes" "Okay, good bye." A quick peck and I'm back in the club. [1]
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I do another approach, but I'm out of energy.
There's the super-hottie I had seen dancing during the daytime. I push myself into her group of 4 girls and 2 guys, close to her. One of the guys reacts quickly, suggesting to do that hug football players do before the game.
Funnily he keeps looking at me slightly nervously, trying to see how I react as I stare at him. I touch his shoulder from the outside, while leaning over the shoulder of the hottie, facing him: "I like that move. Will remember it."
He responds something like "Okay ..." plus something else I fail to understand. As I have him repeat two times he says "No, nothing!", so I GUESS he might have said "fuck off" at first ... and now reconsidering how wise that actually was.
It seems I won over a certain amount of value. He seems nervous now and I suddenly have the groups attention and eyes on me. Anyway, I fail to make use of it and exit. [2]
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As usual, I text the girl I had spent so much time with that I enjoyed meeting her and wish a good night. No demands, no trying to arrange anything.
LESSONS LEARNT
[1] By being persistent I apparently ensured my attainability pretty well, enough to have the girl stick around. However, I didn't really get to know her or even talk much in general, I only ensured she understands how much I like her.
[2] Could have let him know that "We're good" and then immediately direct my attention towards the girl I wanted.
Some young girls know that I'm about 14 years older. Nevertheless they re-open me enthusiastically as I pass by on a different occasion. I try to talk a little with the cutest ... too little. I get compliance as I have her put my empty glass on the table over there.
Later at a club they disperse. I have a bad feeling so I don't even try any move on the girl. Fast forward to the next day, my friend tells me that he tried to kiss one of the girls in the group. Apparently her friend said that he'd totally be that girls type, but he'd simply be too old. They explain it over again, as he tries it again.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Back to our virtual present. I push myself into a group of three in order to get to the girl I like most. She denies my advances. I turn around once more: "See you later", I say kindly.
Before long we run into them on the streets. I open her again and we at least exchange our basic information. I invite them to go to a club. A few weeks back I firmly decided not to pay anymore for girls, but I can negotiate. At the second club the receptionist agrees to my offer to let the girls in for free.
Inside they stand some steps away, I keep pulling "my" girl back to me, but she keeps slipping her hand away.
I advice him to abstain from it, but my friend buys a round of shots. He asks me to hand them out. I don't want any part in this dark practice. All I do is wave the girls over.
I keep touchy with my girl, tell her "it's okay", pull her head firmly to my chest and hold her tightly while she keeps telling me good bye. I allow her some space, pull her back in. An hour passes like this before her lips touch mine for the first time. Even later, we actually kiss.
We walk to another club. She keeps telling me that I have to go away. After she talks in her language to another guy who recently joined the group, she tells me that she's talking badly about me. In an honest manner I ask if that was true. "No, I'm joking." she replies, but she still keeps telling me to leave. At the club I give her some space, standing around the corner, just being by myself for some time.
Then I pull her here again, we kiss. She tries to send me away. I'm honestly a little sad and she notices it.
Anyway, at some point we enter the club. Separately.
I dance for a while. Suddenly I notice her leaning at a pillar. I lean to the other side and just smile at her. She leans in, kisses me again. We end up holding each other, again. I put her hand underneath my shirt. She explores my body. After she touches my chest, I start touching hers too. I kiss her breast and she even helps me to lower her bra, allowing me to suck her nipples.
My suggestions to move or at least escort her home, are all denied. As her friends leave she runs off ... again.
I follow her out, one last time: "So you're leaving now?" "Yes" "Okay, good bye." A quick peck and I'm back in the club. [1]
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I do another approach, but I'm out of energy.
There's the super-hottie I had seen dancing during the daytime. I push myself into her group of 4 girls and 2 guys, close to her. One of the guys reacts quickly, suggesting to do that hug football players do before the game.
Funnily he keeps looking at me slightly nervously, trying to see how I react as I stare at him. I touch his shoulder from the outside, while leaning over the shoulder of the hottie, facing him: "I like that move. Will remember it."
He responds something like "Okay ..." plus something else I fail to understand. As I have him repeat two times he says "No, nothing!", so I GUESS he might have said "fuck off" at first ... and now reconsidering how wise that actually was.
It seems I won over a certain amount of value. He seems nervous now and I suddenly have the groups attention and eyes on me. Anyway, I fail to make use of it and exit. [2]
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As usual, I text the girl I had spent so much time with that I enjoyed meeting her and wish a good night. No demands, no trying to arrange anything.
LESSONS LEARNT
[1] By being persistent I apparently ensured my attainability pretty well, enough to have the girl stick around. However, I didn't really get to know her or even talk much in general, I only ensured she understands how much I like her.
[2] Could have let him know that "We're good" and then immediately direct my attention towards the girl I wanted.
