Something I wanted to write about, but didn't have time to, is what happened last Sunday.
I was again with the same friend of the "fuck sisters in the sea story", let's call him John. We were on holidays, on an island.
Saturday evening we meet some group of girls that he already known from his social circle. The day after, one of the girl asked us what was our plan for the day because she was alone for the day, because her friend left the island the morning.
So we went with her to the beach. John, the girl and me.
In the car I started to talk with the girl. John went buying some stuff for him, meanwhile I kept talking with the girl. I made a kind of retarded joke about our named, and she laughed.
Despite knowing her more than me beforehand, and being very experienced with girls, John didn't talk to her much and it's me who was leading the conversation. Initially I did it out of politeness because things we would have been a bit awkward otherwise.
When we sit on the beach, I took naturally the middle position because it was me that was talking with the girl the most. We ordered a bottle of wine that we drunk, the girl and me (because for some weird reasons, John decided to stop alcohol during this period).
I tried to include more John in the casual chit chat I had with the girl, but every attempts didn't bring much results. At some point, John fall asleep.
So I was drinking wine with this girl lying next to me and I could feel that the vibe was escalating. I didn't put much effort into it, it wasn't on purpose. My initial state of mind was just "if I didn't talk with this girl, things will get awkward".
Then when the conversation was catching on, on the beach, it was "we are in a good spot, on the beach, with wine and the sun, let's just enjoy the moment".
Basically I was just care free. Without ulterior motive. And it works.
At some point I give her advice to won money. She thanks me and did a projection "maybe next year we will both sit here again being wealthy". At this point I took her insta to keep in touch.
She explained me that she had meet other guys during this week with who she could have spent the afternoon but they wouldn't be comfortable with them because they would have waited for "something to happen".
She told me this week she meet a guy that get jealous when she disappeared during 5 minutes at the club.
I explain her that if I had a girlfriend I wouldn't be comfortable with her going partying without me, because I think that clubs are for hooking up.
She told me that since she is a party girl things couldn't work between us.
(There she did a projection of us being in relationship together which I think is very flirty, despite the so-called objection I think it kind of set a flirting frame).
I answered: "Well maybe we should try to see what would happen"
(Decent answer but probably not the best answer, maybe too much pulling/interest from my part with this sentence. A better answer I think would have been "thanks god we are not together, it would be awful indeed!".)
We both laughed.
"With me you would have not 5 minutes, but 10 minutes of freedom in the club, so you should make the most of it."
We both laughed.
She asked me why I was so jealous and whether my ex girlfriend cheated on me or something.
I told her that no she didn't cheat, but that I have a theory that girls need a guy that put a framework on them and enforced some limits on them. Otherwise they will resent the guy if he is not jealous at all and not setting any limits.
She answered me that it's an interesting theory and that see agree with most of it.
Then at some point I talk about her tattoos. She had a tattoo meaning that she is wild. But she meet her ex right after having made that tattoo. I told her "oh so you didn't had time to put that into practice...", she kind of acknowledged it, and we both laughed.
At some point we also talk about escorts. She had a story where she was with one of her girl friend in a night club trying to speak with a guy, but the guy was basically stolen from them by an escort, and consequently her friend almost fight with the escort. It was funny.
I told her that I don't understand how a guy can prefer an escort to a normal girl, that a normal girl has so much more to offer than just sex. We both agreed on that.
So in my book, all that was rather flirty.
And our body languages were synchronized and we were leaning toward each other.
Then at some point it was time to left the beach. With our car we bring her back to her place so she could take a shower, and we went to our place to take a shower. The plan was to meet again at her place something like 1 or 2 hours later, and then go eat dinner at a restaurant.
I had took her insta on the beach. We talked together to coordinate and I joked a bit
about how long I was in the bathroom to groom myself (she was talking with me to synchronize the logistics and no longer my friend, while at the beginning of the afternoon it was my friend that were talking with her to synchronize the logistics).
At our place my friend talked about doing a threesome with her. I said "no it's too risky, I prefer to fuck her alone". He tried to negotiate but I still refused. He ended up saying "ok fuck her alone if you want to fuck her alone, but for that you need to deserve her."
We went back to pick her up by car and head to the restaurant. She had slept a bit in the interval, while I had not sleep, I only showered and prepared myself and talk with my friend. After the afternoon on the beach + the wine, my energy was really low and a bit of sleep would have boost my energy. I was really tired and struggling with my energy. I tried to drink more alcohol to increase my energy, it went up a bit but not perfect.
The vibe wasn't the same than on the beach, my friend talk a lot more, it's pretty much him that lead the conversation. During the dinner he sexualised with her, pushing sex topics, reading her hands and saying stuff like "I see you will have a threesome tonight".
I participate actively on the conversation, even on sex topics, but I wasn't leading like on the beach. My friend was leading. And I was frustated that the vibe wasn't the same than on the beach. Also I was thinking more about logistical stuff and the need for escalation so I wasn't care free like on the beach, I was more in my head thinking about the need to do stuff to make sex happen.
I think that is a sticky point that I have. I tend to struggle to escalate physically and logisticaly while staying outcome independent. When I am near the goal, I tend to put some pression on myself, especially when the girl is hot.
And the girl was really hot. She put a very sexy evening dress, and many, many guys were looking at her when we walked on the streets. That's the sign of at least an 8 in my book.
After that I proposed to go dancing in some bars. We wandered in the streets. Find a bar with cool music inside, we danced a bit, I tried to dance with her and while behind her I put my hand on her waist, but I saw she wasn't receptive so I stopped it.
Then we went to a nightclub but it was boring. The music was loud but nobody was dancing. We didn't talk anymore with each other, we just wait her silently, drinking our glasses. My friend left abruptly.
I was alone with the girl, but the vibe was really low. She got angry because it was my friend who was the driver. He left me the keys before leaving, I told her I could drive her to her place. She told me I was too drunk.
We went outside, looking for a taxi. I think she tried to reinitiate the vibe by making a joke "Now you are going to get killed", which was funny because I was blindly following her during 5 minutes in random streets because she had put Gmap on to find a street where taxis could come. At some point I had to help her with the orientation, because we all know that it is not because a girl has a map that she will manage to find the right path.
But at the same time she was angry because my friend didn't warn her before leaving. She started saying she hates us. I told her to not talk like that. She starts to reformulate to attenuate, "what you both have done was stupid". I got angry, I left her. She told me "thank you for leaving me alone" I told her "Thank you for insulting me". And that's it, I headed to my place.
I think I got angry more out of frustation with not being able to escalate things rather than out of her behavior. Her behavior was fair enough, I was too drunk to drive, while my friend didn't drunk much so it would have made more sense that he drove.
The day after she left the island. 48 hours later she told to my friend by message, "I am happy your friend is still alive" because she saw me in one of his story.
So I message her
"Yes I am alive
I wasn't that drunk
I am happy you got safely to your place"
She wished me a nice end of holidays, I wished her good luck for getting back to work. And that's it.
I think I could have fucked her if I had managed better the situation. But it was a tricky situation, not a real date. And on the evening I was tired. But it is not an excuse, I don't think I had the skills to make that happen even though I hadn't been tired.
I think I did a really good job the afternoon but the evening was less good.