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This Friday, I managed to add an after-hours spot. I met up with my friend at a different club, hooked a girl outside, and brought her in. I met my friends inside, and it was instant social proof.
I came from another club, arrived at the one my friends were at, and hooked this very beautiful girl. Unfortunately, she said she had a boyfriend, but she was very friendly—put her arms around me like a gentleman angles his arm for a lady. She held on to me as we walked inside together.
I tried to escalate a little, but she was pretty resistant. Her whole motive for bringing me inside was probably just to have me walk her in. She likely enjoyed talking to me, but she was extremely friendly overall.
Originally, it was a group of three girls. The other two left, leaving me alone with her, which I thought was interesting. Nevertheless, she left, and I went home with nothing.
We transitioned to another spot, this time with another girl who was apparently a friend of my friends. We spoke in a different language and were just friendly overall.
But she got quite defensive. She had her hair in a bun, and I told her she could be a little more feminine with it. She got very pissed. That was a verbal escalation that didn't go well.
Sometimes I like to fuck around with people without knowing their calibration, but I didn't really care.
She got butt hurt, detached from the conversation, and left.
So I went to talk to some other girls inside. I fucked around, didn't execute much just lightly teased some groups. Didn't see much potential, went outside.
But when I went outside, I saw this beautiful, blue-eyed girl heading to another place. I stopped her, asked if she was coming from a different party—I forgot exactly what I said—but I spoke a bit of her language and got a hook. She seemed quite interested, a little standoffish (which I kind of like), but I could tell there was lingering interest.
I maintained strong eye contact and didn't look away. Side note: She told me my voice was the most attractive quality about me initially, though she said I wasn't cute (later claiming it was a joke).
I told her we were going to an after-party, and she asked where. I said it's at my house—which probably wouldn't have worked alone—but I added that she could leave anytime, I'd get her an Uber or taxi if she wasn't comfortable. I also invited two other friends, including a new wing who was cool (he bought me a drink).
I invited them along, but they said no, they were going to eat Korean food. They didn't explicitly invite me because they saw me with the girl. It would have complicated things anyway, so I didn't mind. I'll see them another day.
The girl was pretty compliant—we were holding hands. I knew it was in the bag because her compliance was high. She was by herself, had come out from the club away from her friends (she was actually going to meet another friend at a different spot), and I pulled her back.
I expected a lot more LMR, but there wasn't much. One key sign of attraction: she took my alcohol and started drinking it herself. I didn't care, but it's usually a strong indicator—girls are hesitant to do that if they're not attracted. This one gave very clear IOIs.
After that, she came over. We sat, talked for a bit, and she told me her count was three digits to 100+. I was shocked at the moment, but given her age (early-30s), it adds up mathematically: if she's been active for 10 years and averages one guy a month, that's about the number.
There wasn't much LMR, just some token resistance at first. She said she needed to acclimate a little.
My mistake: I spent Saturday with her. She stayed over for more than 40 hours, and we banged seven or eight times.
She had high expectations for sex and was expressive about how most guys are small or bad in bed. I managed to satisfy her, and I’m happy about it. She was a bit clingy, but whatever.
I came from another club, arrived at the one my friends were at, and hooked this very beautiful girl. Unfortunately, she said she had a boyfriend, but she was very friendly—put her arms around me like a gentleman angles his arm for a lady. She held on to me as we walked inside together.
I tried to escalate a little, but she was pretty resistant. Her whole motive for bringing me inside was probably just to have me walk her in. She likely enjoyed talking to me, but she was extremely friendly overall.
Originally, it was a group of three girls. The other two left, leaving me alone with her, which I thought was interesting. Nevertheless, she left, and I went home with nothing.
We transitioned to another spot, this time with another girl who was apparently a friend of my friends. We spoke in a different language and were just friendly overall.
But she got quite defensive. She had her hair in a bun, and I told her she could be a little more feminine with it. She got very pissed. That was a verbal escalation that didn't go well.
Sometimes I like to fuck around with people without knowing their calibration, but I didn't really care.
She got butt hurt, detached from the conversation, and left.
So I went to talk to some other girls inside. I fucked around, didn't execute much just lightly teased some groups. Didn't see much potential, went outside.
But when I went outside, I saw this beautiful, blue-eyed girl heading to another place. I stopped her, asked if she was coming from a different party—I forgot exactly what I said—but I spoke a bit of her language and got a hook. She seemed quite interested, a little standoffish (which I kind of like), but I could tell there was lingering interest.
I maintained strong eye contact and didn't look away. Side note: She told me my voice was the most attractive quality about me initially, though she said I wasn't cute (later claiming it was a joke).
I told her we were going to an after-party, and she asked where. I said it's at my house—which probably wouldn't have worked alone—but I added that she could leave anytime, I'd get her an Uber or taxi if she wasn't comfortable. I also invited two other friends, including a new wing who was cool (he bought me a drink).
I invited them along, but they said no, they were going to eat Korean food. They didn't explicitly invite me because they saw me with the girl. It would have complicated things anyway, so I didn't mind. I'll see them another day.
The girl was pretty compliant—we were holding hands. I knew it was in the bag because her compliance was high. She was by herself, had come out from the club away from her friends (she was actually going to meet another friend at a different spot), and I pulled her back.
I expected a lot more LMR, but there wasn't much. One key sign of attraction: she took my alcohol and started drinking it herself. I didn't care, but it's usually a strong indicator—girls are hesitant to do that if they're not attracted. This one gave very clear IOIs.
After that, she came over. We sat, talked for a bit, and she told me her count was three digits to 100+. I was shocked at the moment, but given her age (early-30s), it adds up mathematically: if she's been active for 10 years and averages one guy a month, that's about the number.
There wasn't much LMR, just some token resistance at first. She said she needed to acclimate a little.
My mistake: I spent Saturday with her. She stayed over for more than 40 hours, and we banged seven or eight times.
She had high expectations for sex and was expressive about how most guys are small or bad in bed. I managed to satisfy her, and I’m happy about it. She was a bit clingy, but whatever.

