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FR+ Playing with Fire June 7th 2014
Franco, Estate and others who read my question over on the “Tactics and Technique” board will remember her as the girl I stood-up earlier this week and eventually rescheduled with.
Link provided:
viewtopic.php?f=4&t=6803
Stood her up Tuesday.
Sent her this 3 hours after our date: Babe! My bad! Holy Shit! I had a doctors appointment at 1:30 and just got back. OMG! You should totally kill me
Radio silence Tuesday night, Wednesday and Thursday I forgot about her. I remembered Friday night and did the second method of the two methods I was debating with. Check the above link.
Sent her this at 8pm: Hey, gonna give you a ring in a little
Her: Can U call 9ish nows no bueno
I call anyway. It rings. I leave a voicemail: Hey, (her name) Its Alcaeus. Give me call or shoot me a message.
I call again at 9:10 and it's just crap. I turn into a beta bitch on the phone. I beat around the bush, and I just felt so embarrassed with myself.
Alcay: Hello?
Her: Hey, whats up?
[ Very warm and reassuring I knew she would cool down, but this is better than I expected.]
Alcay: Yeah, so what's happening?
[ What the fuck? This is so unlike me. It's like I left my body and was watching someone else do the interaction for me.]
Her: Nothing much. I had dinner. How are things with you?
Alcay: Oh that's cool, yeah, I had a nice week, doctor said I have bronchitis, so I've been recovering.
[ I am a sad pile at this point. I can't control this interaction, believe it or not, I got butterflies in my stomach like a school girl as I spoke to her on the phone, it was partially disbelief that I had another chance with her, but at the rate I was going, I was gonna fuck it up.]
Her: Oh no! Are you feeling better?
Alcay: Yeah, I'm much better. Thats why I didn’t make it on Tuesday. So sick I totally forgot. Did I waste a lot of your time?
[ *Face palmed myself as I held the phone to my ear*]
Her: Kinda I, spent an hour and a ½ to get there.
[ Yikes]
Alcay: Damn that sucks...
[ Yes, I know, I'm just babbling and stalling.... Still don't know what came over me.]
Her: Well, I have Summer Youth tmm.
Alcay: Cool, I have to give a speech tmm.
[ Trying to qualify myself I guess? I'm a mess.]
Her: Thats nice, where?
Alcay: Middle School graduation, it finishes at 4
Her: Nice, Summer Youth finishes at 4 too.
~Guys please don’t kill me ~
Alcay: So ugmh, yeah, ughh, you wanna reschedule or something, you know?
[ *Hung my head in shame*]
Her: Yeah sure!
Alcay: Alright this Starbucks at X and Y location. I'll shoot you the exact address on Google maps.
[ After I passed that final bump, I became me again and streamlined the phone call.]
Her: Okay, what time?
Alcay: 5 clock should be perfect, it takes me a an hour to get there from the middle school. Can you do 5?
Her: Yup Sounds good.
Alcay: Alright I'll shoot you the address and I'll see you at 5 tmm. Sleep tight love.
Her: Tmm at 5. Okay, bye Alcaeus.
-----------------------------------------------Saturday ---------------------------------------
Got to Starbucks at 4:55. Sent her a message. She was gonna be very late.
I ended up waiting at Starbucks for 2.5 hours. We texted every couple of minutes. Turns out she went shopping with her mom so I was left waiting around feeling like a derp. Luckily, I discovered one of my friends worked at the Starbucks so he kept me busy and distracted me from my inner humiliation that I was de-prioritized and my time wasted.
Fast-forward 2.5 hours
I waited outside since inside Starbucks is fucking brick. I was sipping on a leaf green iced tea when she showed up around 7:30. She was dressed in a peach and white dress, very stylish; almost didn't recognize her. I saw her approach from the corner of my eye and stood up with green tea in hand and looked off into space until she walked into my bubble.
I was emotionally and physically fatigued and I just defaulted into a super platonic hug instead of a kiss on the cheek. Bad way to start off...
The dialogue begins as such:
Alcay: Hey, so you hungry? Want anything from inside?
Her: No I'm good.
Alcay: Lets go to Wendy's then, in there is freezing (motioning my head to Starbucks), plus they have plenty of seats (pointing at Wendy's).
Her: Okay hold my bags, they are friggin heavy.
Alcay: Lol (I chuckled), maybe in a little if I feel like it.
[ Saw that one a mile away, thought I was gonna be shopping guy.]
Her: Starts rambling about something.
[ I'm too busy trying to process logistics to listen, as long as she is talking I try to figure out a pull location. I settle on the Wendy's bathroom as we crossed the street. The Wendy's and Starbucks are two blocks from each other.]
Alcay: How old are you?
[ I wanted to hold the small of her back, but internally I felt it was too big a jump, not enough compliance and or comfort, so we just walk side by side.]
Her: 17, and you?
Alcay: 24.
Her: Really? You don't look like it. Are you lying?
Alcay: Alright you caught me. 23 and ½.
[ I did all this with sexy eye contact, facial expression and the sorts. Then things began to go downhill.]
Her: No really, let me see your ID.
Alcay: JK I'm actually 23 and 7/16.
[ Yes, I know the joke is over and I was beating a dead horse-- I'm such a fucking nerd.]
Her: *Blank dry stare..*
[ Thats when I took note of how rusty I had gotten.]
Alcay: Ok I'm 16.
Her: Huh? Oh no, this isn't going to work. You're that young? But your a Senior, how is that possible?
[She got very visibly flustered. I never experienced that before. It made me kinda nervous how loud and visibly expressive she became in public. This one is gonna be a handful.]
Alcay: No I was born in 1994.
[ I finally became aware the joke was over and just cut to the chase.]
Her: So your 20.
Alcay: No, 19.
[ I just wanted this age game to be over at this point, it was so stale.]
Her: You're mad suss. We are going to have trust issues.
[ That stung. In the moment I equivocated it to being called weird, but it's just a word she says and calls things I would later find out. The second part totally missed me but now after everything, I can see she was sizing me up for a relationship.]
We get to Wendy's and she sent this nugget my way:
Her: Open the door for me.
[ I was gonna do it anyway, but that made me want to challenge her. I did some rapid possibility processing and decided I didn't want to stand in front of a Wendy's doorway convincing a girl to open the door for me. I sucked up my pride opened the door and entered first.]
We enter Wendy's and I am tired, cold and uneasy. I lead us to a seat and sit down. We resume the age spectacle.
Her: You're 19?
[ Uhhh...]
Alcay: Lets trade Ids
[ I give her an Id without my picture and she examines it.]
Her: Oh 19.
[ Fucking duhhh.]
Alcay: Swing your Id.
Her: Here don't look at my picture and don't try to snatch it. Here I covered my picture.
[I look at the Id and see 1996 and half heartedly try to take it from her. Looking back I bet guys try to do that all the time, and I didn't want to wrestle her for an Id because that is totally what she wanted. I take my Id back and place it in my wallet.]
Decided it was time to throw in a chase frame
Alcay: Do I look cute?
[ I sounded so try hard... I went better in my head.]
Her: You have really long eyelashes Oh my God!
[ Hey she took my lame chase frame well, whew.]
Alcay: I exfoliated too, just for you.
[ Not exactly sure what my train of thought was when that crap escaped my mouth. ]
Her: Your eyelashes... are they real?
[ She ignored my exfoliation rubbish and touch my eyelash with her finger. I nod my head, yes.]
Alcay: It's fucking cold.
[ I was freezing again. This seduction was turning out to be a total disaster.]
Her: Look you have goosebumps.
[ I stand up and motion for her to follow me as we exit.]
Her: I'm tired, carry my bags or I am going home to drop them off.
[ She had the helpless baby face on, I can tell this chick has her share of orbiters.]
Alcay: (I stop. Give her the skeptical look and say) That's too bad, I'm going to the park, its up to you if you want to come.
[ This bitch crazy? Carry her shopping bags or she leaving? Ultimatum my ass. In all honesty I wanted that booty, but that isn't going to make me regress into a beta bitch. Try again hunny.]
We start walking to the same Wendy's entrance we use, I am mentally crunching escalation locations at the park but I can't draw up anything unless it get darks enough. Then she snaps me back to into the moment.
Her: Which way is the park?
Alcay: It's on the right. You know what, forget it. Lets go to this park (I point down the road), that other park is too far.
[ I switched parks midway because the initial park on the right, I remember it was loaded with kids and parents and I had a hard time escalating for the kiss on a past date. I was a bit flippant in how I switched parks. Took a minor hit in my ability to lead.]
We start to walk the 5 blocks to the park and the conversation is awkward but not forced. I was struggling with deep diving because I was too focused on escalation logistics again.
Alcay: So where do you live?
[ Just wanted to get her talking.]
Her: With my mom and older sister in XYZ.
[Fuck, can't take it back to her place. Too far away, plus people variables.]
Her: And you?
Alcay: With my mom and little sister. Any plans for tmm?
Her: Yup, Church!
Alcay: Oh so your a church girl.
Her: Lol, yeah I guess.
Alcay: Do you go because you want to or was the religion shoved down your throat?
Her: I really don't know, I guess its just something I do.
[Yay, made some headway, with a deep dive.]
Alcay: Yeah, sometimes when your in the habit of something you don’t stop and realize you have a choice to do it. Well, don't get me wrong, if you like church, do you. I just want to know how you feel about it.
Her: I like it I guess. Its just that my mom brings me every Sunday. What about you?
Alcay: Not really, that chapter in my life has kinda passed. You church girls had your way with me and threw me to the side.
[Chase frame? Pre-selection?]
Her: What do you mean we church girls?
Alcay: Oh yeah, I know all about you guys. Masquerading as these chaste people when in fact your sexual curiosity is stronger than the less sexuality suppressed person.
Her: What, NO!?
[ She gave me one of those defiant nos, but if you maintained eye contact, you could see below the surface layer of defiance, that she knew what I said was true. Skeptical look and I let the conversation die for a moment, for it to sink in. ]
Alcay: Any hobbies?
Her: Photography.
Alcay: Aiyyyyy!
[Sexy smile and the works. First successful sexual progress since interaction.]
Her: No! Not like that, gosh. Not the type your thinking. I take pictures of nature and buildings.
[ She is laughing and we are finally having a mutual good time.]
Alcay: I do, photography too, maybe you could teach me a thing or two.
[ I was way too excited to share a commonality with her. Should have lead her to this realization. (Nice, do you have a DSLR?)]
Her: Maybe. What about you, what are your dreams?
[We are about to cross a busy intersection and I grab her hand. She got quiet, conversation tapered off]
Alcay: I want to become an Aerospace Engineer.
[Lame. I gave her my cookie cut college essay answer instead of baiting her. The conversation dropped right there because she could not relate, and I didn't ask her her dreams because she already told me when we first met to trade contact #s. ]
Alcay: Any other hobbies
[ Keep her talking. But I chose an exhausted conversation thread. Should have deep dived her about photography.]
Her: I do journaling too.
[ My deep diving is so rusty.]
Alcay: Tell me a story.
[ Talk girl, talk.]
Her: I write them down I don't know them off the top of my head!
[I didn't even ask a follow up question just topic jumped.]
Alcay: No silly, tell me about your childhood.
Her: What do you want to know?
[It was like pulling teeth... ughh]
Alcay: The beginning; Where did you grow up.
She tells me about her early days and how she lived in Massachusetts and move back to NYC, how she is part Trinity and other stuff I forgot about.
We get to the park and find a nice seat facing out toward the train away from people.
She sits up close next to me and her leg is brushing my leg. She moves her hand and it contacts my knee cap I take it as another opportunity to chase frame.
Alcay: Hey! Feeling me up already?
[She gives me an exasperated look and rejects my frame. It dawned on me that I should pause logistics and focus on warming her to my sexuality. This was a bit too much resistance than I am accustomed to.]
I place my right hand over her shoulder and tell her to kiss me on the cheek to test the waters. She hesitates for one second then kisses me. Thats my green light. I face her, say “My turn” and kiss her cheek. We go back and forth like this two more times and then she fakes a kiss to my lips and I took it as an over-obvious escalation window. I was embarrassed that it took such a large hint that it was time for me to kiss her on the lips. We kiss and then it gets fucking boring...
Her: We are not going to make out.
[What the fuck? Girl we need to have sex, forget making out, thats for middle schoolers.]
Alcay: (Sexy voice,) Uhm, hmm
[And then I go for the kiss. She doesn't reciprocate so I end up kissing two stone lips.]
Her: I don't want to make out on the first date.
[Holy Shit!!! Bitch, we need to have sex on the first date, stop fucking with me.]
I kiss her on the cheek lean back and play it cool. I got LMR and I haven’t touched any of her privates yet.... I rest her head on my shoulder, and we watch the sunset fall over the buildings.
A bit more kissing on the cheek and stone lips and the occasional reciprocal lips that kiss me back and we finally get to another hurdle.
Her: You're such a player.
[ This shit never ends.]
Alcay: Why would you say that?
Her: You're too smooth.
[First genuine compliment of the evening!]
Alcay: I just do what I want and what feels natural.
Her: Are you a virgin?
[ Here we go...]
Alcay: Kinda (Sexy smile)
Her: There is no kinda. Its yes or no.
[Right then and there I knew she was one of those virginity zealots. No LR to write tonight. Bummer]
Alcay: It's really not a big deal. Are you?
Her: Yes and yes it is. You need to find someone you can live with, someone special and you know you can lose it to them.
[Now she was giving me life advice on love.. I should have glazed over it and ignored her but I got agitated and mentally emotional. I needed to stop her from spreading this blue pill crap.
Alcay: Listen Babe. First, sex is an experience shared between two cool people. It is an amazing experience in itself and the media only brainwashes those who don't know any better to worship celibacy. The fact is, sex and love are not the same thing.
[After I said that I caught myself and rationalized where I was. Stuck with an inexperienced virgin who was more trouble than she is worth and 99% no possibility of sex. What can be accomplished?]
Her: Well I don't plan to lose it anytime soon.
Alcay: Thats too bad, (Hinting that she missed out)
[I could always break down her shields with felatio, and convince her of anal and oral, and then possibly vaginal. But in the moment I was lazy.]
Our conversation took a noticeable plunge. We both saw there was no future for the interaction. I did the only thing I knew how to do. I lead her.
Alcay: Hey, kiss me.
Her: She kissed me on the cheek
[Back pedaling....]
I took her chin and then guided her lips to mine. She interrupts me with.
Her: I don't know how to kiss.
[I couldn't tell if she was joking or felt insecure about her skills, so I just took it at face value.]
Alcay: Well first, we make eye contact. (I'm acting it out with her too) Then we slowly begin to approach each other's face. A good rule of thumb is to bare to the right, just like when you are driving. You go to your right, and I go to my right. As our lips get closer we begin to close our eyes. The goal is to close your eyes just as your lips touch and then focus on the texture and sensation of our mouths.
[ The second our lips touched, she shot her tongue into my mouth. Lol, bad form, but that lesson is for another day.]
We make out some more and take breaks and finally I decided it is time to go. We get up, hold hands and walk out the park. She continues to allude to how I am a player and I just let it rock. I finally come out and say I'm not boyfriend material, she gives that “Oh no you didn't” look and I knew I buried myself.
Her: That is such a player thing to say.
[Fuck, I went and opened my mouth, I'm never gonna hear the end of this.]
Alcay: No. It is an honest thing to say. I'm not like one of those guys that lead girls on.
Her: Why aren't you boyfriend material?
[She totally wanted me as her boyfriend.]
Alcay: I'm too stupid.
[Lmao, dumbest thing to leave my mouth in months.]
Her: You're going to XYZ Prestigious college on a full scholarship.
Alcay: It's just that my prioritize are up in the air and I really want to focus on things about me first, I probably wouldn't have the time to give a girlfriend the things she need.
[ That's much better.]
She was content with that answer and as we walked to her bus stop, she held my hand more aggressively. Gave myself a pat on the back for that power-play.
We lean against a building holding hands and when her bus comes we kiss and she gives me a ferocious hug. I begin to walk to the train station and when I get home I send her this text:
Alcay: Hope you got home safe. Well thanks for a lovely evening.
~
Please leave questions, comments and concerns. Advice, no matter how small is also much appreciated.
-Alcay
Franco, Estate and others who read my question over on the “Tactics and Technique” board will remember her as the girl I stood-up earlier this week and eventually rescheduled with.
Link provided:
viewtopic.php?f=4&t=6803
Stood her up Tuesday.
Sent her this 3 hours after our date: Babe! My bad! Holy Shit! I had a doctors appointment at 1:30 and just got back. OMG! You should totally kill me
Radio silence Tuesday night, Wednesday and Thursday I forgot about her. I remembered Friday night and did the second method of the two methods I was debating with. Check the above link.
Sent her this at 8pm: Hey, gonna give you a ring in a little
Her: Can U call 9ish nows no bueno
I call anyway. It rings. I leave a voicemail: Hey, (her name) Its Alcaeus. Give me call or shoot me a message.
I call again at 9:10 and it's just crap. I turn into a beta bitch on the phone. I beat around the bush, and I just felt so embarrassed with myself.
Alcay: Hello?
Her: Hey, whats up?
[ Very warm and reassuring I knew she would cool down, but this is better than I expected.]
Alcay: Yeah, so what's happening?
[ What the fuck? This is so unlike me. It's like I left my body and was watching someone else do the interaction for me.]
Her: Nothing much. I had dinner. How are things with you?
Alcay: Oh that's cool, yeah, I had a nice week, doctor said I have bronchitis, so I've been recovering.
[ I am a sad pile at this point. I can't control this interaction, believe it or not, I got butterflies in my stomach like a school girl as I spoke to her on the phone, it was partially disbelief that I had another chance with her, but at the rate I was going, I was gonna fuck it up.]
Her: Oh no! Are you feeling better?
Alcay: Yeah, I'm much better. Thats why I didn’t make it on Tuesday. So sick I totally forgot. Did I waste a lot of your time?
[ *Face palmed myself as I held the phone to my ear*]
Her: Kinda I, spent an hour and a ½ to get there.
[ Yikes]
Alcay: Damn that sucks...
[ Yes, I know, I'm just babbling and stalling.... Still don't know what came over me.]
Her: Well, I have Summer Youth tmm.
Alcay: Cool, I have to give a speech tmm.
[ Trying to qualify myself I guess? I'm a mess.]
Her: Thats nice, where?
Alcay: Middle School graduation, it finishes at 4
Her: Nice, Summer Youth finishes at 4 too.
~Guys please don’t kill me ~
Alcay: So ugmh, yeah, ughh, you wanna reschedule or something, you know?
[ *Hung my head in shame*]
Her: Yeah sure!
Alcay: Alright this Starbucks at X and Y location. I'll shoot you the exact address on Google maps.
[ After I passed that final bump, I became me again and streamlined the phone call.]
Her: Okay, what time?
Alcay: 5 clock should be perfect, it takes me a an hour to get there from the middle school. Can you do 5?
Her: Yup Sounds good.
Alcay: Alright I'll shoot you the address and I'll see you at 5 tmm. Sleep tight love.
Her: Tmm at 5. Okay, bye Alcaeus.
-----------------------------------------------Saturday ---------------------------------------
Got to Starbucks at 4:55. Sent her a message. She was gonna be very late.
I ended up waiting at Starbucks for 2.5 hours. We texted every couple of minutes. Turns out she went shopping with her mom so I was left waiting around feeling like a derp. Luckily, I discovered one of my friends worked at the Starbucks so he kept me busy and distracted me from my inner humiliation that I was de-prioritized and my time wasted.
Fast-forward 2.5 hours
I waited outside since inside Starbucks is fucking brick. I was sipping on a leaf green iced tea when she showed up around 7:30. She was dressed in a peach and white dress, very stylish; almost didn't recognize her. I saw her approach from the corner of my eye and stood up with green tea in hand and looked off into space until she walked into my bubble.
I was emotionally and physically fatigued and I just defaulted into a super platonic hug instead of a kiss on the cheek. Bad way to start off...
The dialogue begins as such:
Alcay: Hey, so you hungry? Want anything from inside?
Her: No I'm good.
Alcay: Lets go to Wendy's then, in there is freezing (motioning my head to Starbucks), plus they have plenty of seats (pointing at Wendy's).
Her: Okay hold my bags, they are friggin heavy.
Alcay: Lol (I chuckled), maybe in a little if I feel like it.
[ Saw that one a mile away, thought I was gonna be shopping guy.]
Her: Starts rambling about something.
[ I'm too busy trying to process logistics to listen, as long as she is talking I try to figure out a pull location. I settle on the Wendy's bathroom as we crossed the street. The Wendy's and Starbucks are two blocks from each other.]
Alcay: How old are you?
[ I wanted to hold the small of her back, but internally I felt it was too big a jump, not enough compliance and or comfort, so we just walk side by side.]
Her: 17, and you?
Alcay: 24.
Her: Really? You don't look like it. Are you lying?
Alcay: Alright you caught me. 23 and ½.
[ I did all this with sexy eye contact, facial expression and the sorts. Then things began to go downhill.]
Her: No really, let me see your ID.
Alcay: JK I'm actually 23 and 7/16.
[ Yes, I know the joke is over and I was beating a dead horse-- I'm such a fucking nerd.]
Her: *Blank dry stare..*
[ Thats when I took note of how rusty I had gotten.]
Alcay: Ok I'm 16.
Her: Huh? Oh no, this isn't going to work. You're that young? But your a Senior, how is that possible?
[She got very visibly flustered. I never experienced that before. It made me kinda nervous how loud and visibly expressive she became in public. This one is gonna be a handful.]
Alcay: No I was born in 1994.
[ I finally became aware the joke was over and just cut to the chase.]
Her: So your 20.
Alcay: No, 19.
[ I just wanted this age game to be over at this point, it was so stale.]
Her: You're mad suss. We are going to have trust issues.
[ That stung. In the moment I equivocated it to being called weird, but it's just a word she says and calls things I would later find out. The second part totally missed me but now after everything, I can see she was sizing me up for a relationship.]
We get to Wendy's and she sent this nugget my way:
Her: Open the door for me.
[ I was gonna do it anyway, but that made me want to challenge her. I did some rapid possibility processing and decided I didn't want to stand in front of a Wendy's doorway convincing a girl to open the door for me. I sucked up my pride opened the door and entered first.]
We enter Wendy's and I am tired, cold and uneasy. I lead us to a seat and sit down. We resume the age spectacle.
Her: You're 19?
[ Uhhh...]
Alcay: Lets trade Ids
[ I give her an Id without my picture and she examines it.]
Her: Oh 19.
[ Fucking duhhh.]
Alcay: Swing your Id.
Her: Here don't look at my picture and don't try to snatch it. Here I covered my picture.
[I look at the Id and see 1996 and half heartedly try to take it from her. Looking back I bet guys try to do that all the time, and I didn't want to wrestle her for an Id because that is totally what she wanted. I take my Id back and place it in my wallet.]
Decided it was time to throw in a chase frame
Alcay: Do I look cute?
[ I sounded so try hard... I went better in my head.]
Her: You have really long eyelashes Oh my God!
[ Hey she took my lame chase frame well, whew.]
Alcay: I exfoliated too, just for you.
[ Not exactly sure what my train of thought was when that crap escaped my mouth. ]
Her: Your eyelashes... are they real?
[ She ignored my exfoliation rubbish and touch my eyelash with her finger. I nod my head, yes.]
Alcay: It's fucking cold.
[ I was freezing again. This seduction was turning out to be a total disaster.]
Her: Look you have goosebumps.
[ I stand up and motion for her to follow me as we exit.]
Her: I'm tired, carry my bags or I am going home to drop them off.
[ She had the helpless baby face on, I can tell this chick has her share of orbiters.]
Alcay: (I stop. Give her the skeptical look and say) That's too bad, I'm going to the park, its up to you if you want to come.
[ This bitch crazy? Carry her shopping bags or she leaving? Ultimatum my ass. In all honesty I wanted that booty, but that isn't going to make me regress into a beta bitch. Try again hunny.]
We start walking to the same Wendy's entrance we use, I am mentally crunching escalation locations at the park but I can't draw up anything unless it get darks enough. Then she snaps me back to into the moment.
Her: Which way is the park?
Alcay: It's on the right. You know what, forget it. Lets go to this park (I point down the road), that other park is too far.
[ I switched parks midway because the initial park on the right, I remember it was loaded with kids and parents and I had a hard time escalating for the kiss on a past date. I was a bit flippant in how I switched parks. Took a minor hit in my ability to lead.]
We start to walk the 5 blocks to the park and the conversation is awkward but not forced. I was struggling with deep diving because I was too focused on escalation logistics again.
Alcay: So where do you live?
[ Just wanted to get her talking.]
Her: With my mom and older sister in XYZ.
[Fuck, can't take it back to her place. Too far away, plus people variables.]
Her: And you?
Alcay: With my mom and little sister. Any plans for tmm?
Her: Yup, Church!
Alcay: Oh so your a church girl.
Her: Lol, yeah I guess.
Alcay: Do you go because you want to or was the religion shoved down your throat?
Her: I really don't know, I guess its just something I do.
[Yay, made some headway, with a deep dive.]
Alcay: Yeah, sometimes when your in the habit of something you don’t stop and realize you have a choice to do it. Well, don't get me wrong, if you like church, do you. I just want to know how you feel about it.
Her: I like it I guess. Its just that my mom brings me every Sunday. What about you?
Alcay: Not really, that chapter in my life has kinda passed. You church girls had your way with me and threw me to the side.
[Chase frame? Pre-selection?]
Her: What do you mean we church girls?
Alcay: Oh yeah, I know all about you guys. Masquerading as these chaste people when in fact your sexual curiosity is stronger than the less sexuality suppressed person.
Her: What, NO!?
[ She gave me one of those defiant nos, but if you maintained eye contact, you could see below the surface layer of defiance, that she knew what I said was true. Skeptical look and I let the conversation die for a moment, for it to sink in. ]
Alcay: Any hobbies?
Her: Photography.
Alcay: Aiyyyyy!
[Sexy smile and the works. First successful sexual progress since interaction.]
Her: No! Not like that, gosh. Not the type your thinking. I take pictures of nature and buildings.
[ She is laughing and we are finally having a mutual good time.]
Alcay: I do, photography too, maybe you could teach me a thing or two.
[ I was way too excited to share a commonality with her. Should have lead her to this realization. (Nice, do you have a DSLR?)]
Her: Maybe. What about you, what are your dreams?
[We are about to cross a busy intersection and I grab her hand. She got quiet, conversation tapered off]
Alcay: I want to become an Aerospace Engineer.
[Lame. I gave her my cookie cut college essay answer instead of baiting her. The conversation dropped right there because she could not relate, and I didn't ask her her dreams because she already told me when we first met to trade contact #s. ]
Alcay: Any other hobbies
[ Keep her talking. But I chose an exhausted conversation thread. Should have deep dived her about photography.]
Her: I do journaling too.
[ My deep diving is so rusty.]
Alcay: Tell me a story.
[ Talk girl, talk.]
Her: I write them down I don't know them off the top of my head!
[I didn't even ask a follow up question just topic jumped.]
Alcay: No silly, tell me about your childhood.
Her: What do you want to know?
[It was like pulling teeth... ughh]
Alcay: The beginning; Where did you grow up.
She tells me about her early days and how she lived in Massachusetts and move back to NYC, how she is part Trinity and other stuff I forgot about.
We get to the park and find a nice seat facing out toward the train away from people.
She sits up close next to me and her leg is brushing my leg. She moves her hand and it contacts my knee cap I take it as another opportunity to chase frame.
Alcay: Hey! Feeling me up already?
[She gives me an exasperated look and rejects my frame. It dawned on me that I should pause logistics and focus on warming her to my sexuality. This was a bit too much resistance than I am accustomed to.]
I place my right hand over her shoulder and tell her to kiss me on the cheek to test the waters. She hesitates for one second then kisses me. Thats my green light. I face her, say “My turn” and kiss her cheek. We go back and forth like this two more times and then she fakes a kiss to my lips and I took it as an over-obvious escalation window. I was embarrassed that it took such a large hint that it was time for me to kiss her on the lips. We kiss and then it gets fucking boring...
Her: We are not going to make out.
[What the fuck? Girl we need to have sex, forget making out, thats for middle schoolers.]
Alcay: (Sexy voice,) Uhm, hmm
[And then I go for the kiss. She doesn't reciprocate so I end up kissing two stone lips.]
Her: I don't want to make out on the first date.
[Holy Shit!!! Bitch, we need to have sex on the first date, stop fucking with me.]
I kiss her on the cheek lean back and play it cool. I got LMR and I haven’t touched any of her privates yet.... I rest her head on my shoulder, and we watch the sunset fall over the buildings.
A bit more kissing on the cheek and stone lips and the occasional reciprocal lips that kiss me back and we finally get to another hurdle.
Her: You're such a player.
[ This shit never ends.]
Alcay: Why would you say that?
Her: You're too smooth.
[First genuine compliment of the evening!]
Alcay: I just do what I want and what feels natural.
Her: Are you a virgin?
[ Here we go...]
Alcay: Kinda (Sexy smile)
Her: There is no kinda. Its yes or no.
[Right then and there I knew she was one of those virginity zealots. No LR to write tonight. Bummer]
Alcay: It's really not a big deal. Are you?
Her: Yes and yes it is. You need to find someone you can live with, someone special and you know you can lose it to them.
[Now she was giving me life advice on love.. I should have glazed over it and ignored her but I got agitated and mentally emotional. I needed to stop her from spreading this blue pill crap.
Alcay: Listen Babe. First, sex is an experience shared between two cool people. It is an amazing experience in itself and the media only brainwashes those who don't know any better to worship celibacy. The fact is, sex and love are not the same thing.
[After I said that I caught myself and rationalized where I was. Stuck with an inexperienced virgin who was more trouble than she is worth and 99% no possibility of sex. What can be accomplished?]
Her: Well I don't plan to lose it anytime soon.
Alcay: Thats too bad, (Hinting that she missed out)
[I could always break down her shields with felatio, and convince her of anal and oral, and then possibly vaginal. But in the moment I was lazy.]
Our conversation took a noticeable plunge. We both saw there was no future for the interaction. I did the only thing I knew how to do. I lead her.
Alcay: Hey, kiss me.
Her: She kissed me on the cheek
[Back pedaling....]
I took her chin and then guided her lips to mine. She interrupts me with.
Her: I don't know how to kiss.
[I couldn't tell if she was joking or felt insecure about her skills, so I just took it at face value.]
Alcay: Well first, we make eye contact. (I'm acting it out with her too) Then we slowly begin to approach each other's face. A good rule of thumb is to bare to the right, just like when you are driving. You go to your right, and I go to my right. As our lips get closer we begin to close our eyes. The goal is to close your eyes just as your lips touch and then focus on the texture and sensation of our mouths.
[ The second our lips touched, she shot her tongue into my mouth. Lol, bad form, but that lesson is for another day.]
We make out some more and take breaks and finally I decided it is time to go. We get up, hold hands and walk out the park. She continues to allude to how I am a player and I just let it rock. I finally come out and say I'm not boyfriend material, she gives that “Oh no you didn't” look and I knew I buried myself.
Her: That is such a player thing to say.
[Fuck, I went and opened my mouth, I'm never gonna hear the end of this.]
Alcay: No. It is an honest thing to say. I'm not like one of those guys that lead girls on.
Her: Why aren't you boyfriend material?
[She totally wanted me as her boyfriend.]
Alcay: I'm too stupid.
[Lmao, dumbest thing to leave my mouth in months.]
Her: You're going to XYZ Prestigious college on a full scholarship.
Alcay: It's just that my prioritize are up in the air and I really want to focus on things about me first, I probably wouldn't have the time to give a girlfriend the things she need.
[ That's much better.]
She was content with that answer and as we walked to her bus stop, she held my hand more aggressively. Gave myself a pat on the back for that power-play.
We lean against a building holding hands and when her bus comes we kiss and she gives me a ferocious hug. I begin to walk to the train station and when I get home I send her this text:
Alcay: Hope you got home safe. Well thanks for a lovely evening.
~
Please leave questions, comments and concerns. Advice, no matter how small is also much appreciated.
-Alcay
" As a general rule I noticed that your texts are significantly longer than hers, if possible try to keep them shorter than hers, if you noticed her texts rarely went over 3 words.
