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Quick accidental FR that I thought it'd be cool to write down for perspective.
I recently moved to another country and I'm still struggling with the language. Regardless, I went to grab a bite with some classmates, out of which there is a Indian girl.
Now, Indian girls aren't my type, and even though she has a little decent ass and some perky tits, her face is a 4/10 for me personally. I'd rate her at 2 starts on the Tucker Max system. I'd fuck her if I knew no one else would find out and my status wouldn't suffer, but I know this wasn't going to happen so I passed.
Still funny to think about what I'm going to describe below, and how this would be the easiest lay of my life had I decided to move things forward.
First Venue
As I mentioned, I went out to grab a bite with some classmates for no reason other than expose myself to the language. The invite was openly made to the entire class.
First venue I end up sitting far away from her. Now, keep in mind that at this point I HAD ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA this girls was eyeing me. We never ever exchanged more than a few heys. She never made an effort to sit near me, or strike a conversation or anything.
Nothing really interesting happens here. When I'm on the line to pay, she comes up and we just exchange a few words (she's speaking in English) about a free candy they would if I asked on the counter.
We go out and they start chatting about what we are going to do next while I'm chatting with one or two of the guys the entire time. I don't know shit here I'm down for anything.
Second Venue
We go to a bar and there's this huge lounge table that can accommodate everyone. The table isn't very "wide" in a way that we're super close to whoever is in front of us. And by pure chance I happen to be almost in front of her... I'm really not making any effort here.
Now, before we continue, I must explicit this:
Where I live now is way colder, and that means that I don't have to rely that much on my physique, which is lacking, to attract girls. I can invest a few hundred bucks in stylish clothes and instantly be more attractive (if you know how to do it right).
Back to the story.
So someone comments that I have very good pronunciation. I then go on (in English) the story of how I managed to learn my second language by focusing on pronunciation, but that for some reason, it's not happening now. Everyone is listening and looking at me.
Keep in mind that I've been trying (to no avail) to speak as little English as possible, and in my head they thought of me as a shy guy or something. But it seems that I actually was seen as the mysterious, quiet foreigner as I'm about to find out.
When I finish my 2-minute monologue, everyone start asking me questions (in English) and generally I'd shut the fuck up because of my no-English rule, but I was in full fuck it all mode here so I just started having conversations like normal people.
Now our Indian girl go in full conversationalist mode in front of everybody. Still not thinking that much about it, because everyone is doing kinda the same thing. But somewhere along this, she's talking to another dude and turns to me and says in front of everybody:
And then from this point on it was obvious she was super into me. I didn't start dressing better until very recently, and she was the first to ever comment on it (aside from friends that already knew me, which doesn't count) and also the first confirmation that indeed girls might be more attracted to me.
From this point on, I just ordered her around doing/saying what I wanted, tested her as in "not doing anything to see how she'll reacts", position myself far away from everybody else to see if she'd comer over and the likes.
In a glance:
- Teased her about teaching her style and she went with it longer than it should've been the case otherwise
- She says that I should really try to speak the language, they wouldn't care
- She asks if I know how to dance, because I look like I'd be a very good dancing salsa/tango/(insert sexual dance) and that all of the guys here are lame and "slow"
- She says it's so hard to get a hold of me! I'm always late and I'm always sitting on the last row
- When we go to the third venue, I start walking slowly, alone, behind everyone else. She turns looking for me and say "I don't want to lose you, OK?!"
Third Venue
They are going to a third bar which is in the same metro stop as my place, but I'm not going there because I REALLY NEED TO TAKE A PISS and this is my only concern period. They are debating who is going there and I just flash and say I'm going home because I really need to take a piss. My plan was actually to leak it in a park nearby next to my place.
As I'm crossing the street, she yells my name and says she's going with me (she lives right next to me). We barely started walking and she goes,
I say I don't and I wouldn't ever stay in a long-distance relationship. She then mention another guy in the group that isn't from here also, had a gf back home but still bed women here and what I thought of it. I say I can't be jealous even if I tried (this is surprising considering the shithole I arose from) and that I'm a very open minded dude. She says she does not agree with it, because if she's having sex, "is out of love, you know?"
I say I get it and was like that as well, but as I got older I got to understand a little bit better what life had to offer, and that I'd really love to continue this conversation with her, but I HAD TO TAKE A FUCKING PEE so I wished her goodnight and rushed home.
What's funny is that I'm 99% sure I'd be able to fuck her that night even with her conservative thoughts. After that light-bulb moment it all clicked in my mind, and how she was trying to be alone like that with me for the longest.
What's really weird for me it's the fact that was really obvious she'd be DTF and that make her lose all the power in this dynamic. I ordered her around, I could propose doing anything with 100% success rate (even if with token resistance) and the likes.
The Aftermath
After this episode, I couldn't stop thinking... if you gents are up for some discussion: how do women feel when we approach them and they know for a fact that we want to fuck the shit out of them? Do they feel like this? Because no matter how smooth this girl were, I'd still be able to tell that she was no challenge because of the "story" behind her actions.
I recently moved to another country and I'm still struggling with the language. Regardless, I went to grab a bite with some classmates, out of which there is a Indian girl.
Now, Indian girls aren't my type, and even though she has a little decent ass and some perky tits, her face is a 4/10 for me personally. I'd rate her at 2 starts on the Tucker Max system. I'd fuck her if I knew no one else would find out and my status wouldn't suffer, but I know this wasn't going to happen so I passed.
Still funny to think about what I'm going to describe below, and how this would be the easiest lay of my life had I decided to move things forward.
First Venue
As I mentioned, I went out to grab a bite with some classmates for no reason other than expose myself to the language. The invite was openly made to the entire class.
First venue I end up sitting far away from her. Now, keep in mind that at this point I HAD ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA this girls was eyeing me. We never ever exchanged more than a few heys. She never made an effort to sit near me, or strike a conversation or anything.
Nothing really interesting happens here. When I'm on the line to pay, she comes up and we just exchange a few words (she's speaking in English) about a free candy they would if I asked on the counter.
We go out and they start chatting about what we are going to do next while I'm chatting with one or two of the guys the entire time. I don't know shit here I'm down for anything.
Second Venue
We go to a bar and there's this huge lounge table that can accommodate everyone. The table isn't very "wide" in a way that we're super close to whoever is in front of us. And by pure chance I happen to be almost in front of her... I'm really not making any effort here.
Now, before we continue, I must explicit this:
Where I live now is way colder, and that means that I don't have to rely that much on my physique, which is lacking, to attract girls. I can invest a few hundred bucks in stylish clothes and instantly be more attractive (if you know how to do it right).
- Now, fashion is something that I'm still working on because I had no clothes to speak of 12 months ago, and I really have to go for the edgiest look as the people here are very fashion-savy. This is what I did: looked for Instagram account of edgy local models/other account where girls snap a pic of a hot dude and send to this "curator" Instagram profile, who posts it all and then copied it all.
Back to the story.
So someone comments that I have very good pronunciation. I then go on (in English) the story of how I managed to learn my second language by focusing on pronunciation, but that for some reason, it's not happening now. Everyone is listening and looking at me.
Keep in mind that I've been trying (to no avail) to speak as little English as possible, and in my head they thought of me as a shy guy or something. But it seems that I actually was seen as the mysterious, quiet foreigner as I'm about to find out.
When I finish my 2-minute monologue, everyone start asking me questions (in English) and generally I'd shut the fuck up because of my no-English rule, but I was in full fuck it all mode here so I just started having conversations like normal people.
Now our Indian girl go in full conversationalist mode in front of everybody. Still not thinking that much about it, because everyone is doing kinda the same thing. But somewhere along this, she's talking to another dude and turns to me and says in front of everybody:
She doesn't say it in English so I don't quite understand. I heard "style" and thought she was talking about my accent or something. I ask her to repeat. She does. I still don't understand.
Me: Wait, say it in English
Her: Hmm... You have style
Me: Style? As in clothes? (making sure it was not about my accent)
Her: Yes haha
Me: Oh... Thank you(I wasn't expecting this because no one was talking about fucking clothes, also I couldn't understand what she was talking about with the other dude.)
And then from this point on it was obvious she was super into me. I didn't start dressing better until very recently, and she was the first to ever comment on it (aside from friends that already knew me, which doesn't count) and also the first confirmation that indeed girls might be more attracted to me.
From this point on, I just ordered her around doing/saying what I wanted, tested her as in "not doing anything to see how she'll reacts", position myself far away from everybody else to see if she'd comer over and the likes.
In a glance:
- Teased her about teaching her style and she went with it longer than it should've been the case otherwise
- She says that I should really try to speak the language, they wouldn't care
- She asks if I know how to dance, because I look like I'd be a very good dancing salsa/tango/(insert sexual dance) and that all of the guys here are lame and "slow"
- She says it's so hard to get a hold of me! I'm always late and I'm always sitting on the last row
- When we go to the third venue, I start walking slowly, alone, behind everyone else. She turns looking for me and say "I don't want to lose you, OK?!"
Third Venue
They are going to a third bar which is in the same metro stop as my place, but I'm not going there because I REALLY NEED TO TAKE A PISS and this is my only concern period. They are debating who is going there and I just flash and say I'm going home because I really need to take a piss. My plan was actually to leak it in a park nearby next to my place.
As I'm crossing the street, she yells my name and says she's going with me (she lives right next to me). We barely started walking and she goes,
I say I don't and I wouldn't ever stay in a long-distance relationship. She then mention another guy in the group that isn't from here also, had a gf back home but still bed women here and what I thought of it. I say I can't be jealous even if I tried (this is surprising considering the shithole I arose from) and that I'm a very open minded dude. She says she does not agree with it, because if she's having sex, "is out of love, you know?"
I say I get it and was like that as well, but as I got older I got to understand a little bit better what life had to offer, and that I'd really love to continue this conversation with her, but I HAD TO TAKE A FUCKING PEE so I wished her goodnight and rushed home.
What's funny is that I'm 99% sure I'd be able to fuck her that night even with her conservative thoughts. After that light-bulb moment it all clicked in my mind, and how she was trying to be alone like that with me for the longest.
What's really weird for me it's the fact that was really obvious she'd be DTF and that make her lose all the power in this dynamic. I ordered her around, I could propose doing anything with 100% success rate (even if with token resistance) and the likes.
The Aftermath
After this episode, I couldn't stop thinking... if you gents are up for some discussion: how do women feel when we approach them and they know for a fact that we want to fuck the shit out of them? Do they feel like this? Because no matter how smooth this girl were, I'd still be able to tell that she was no challenge because of the "story" behind her actions.
