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Hey guys. Just had a fantastic weekend visiting my old school for homecoming. Other than the hangover, I feel really great.
Not totally sure what triggered such an in-state feeling for me, but let's get writing and see where it leads.
When I first roll into town Friday night I'm a combination of excited and anxious - but I was a bit unsure why I had an anxiety creeping on me. My friends and I mess around at his new apartment, and then squad up with my pledge class and hit one of our favorite bars.
I see some friends outside on the patio and share some hugs with them before I walk inside. I try to hug my friend's girlfriend, but she won't reciprocate because last I saw her I called her a bitch (someone drugged me with xanax, it was a rough night) when she was, well, being a bitch. I just go "oh pshh" with a closed eyes smile and waving gesture. It pushed her into further resentment.
We continue inside and I recognize every bartender there - they're all in greek life and my age, they just hadn't been bartending when I attended there. I flirt with a few sorority girls (one's another friend of mine's girlfriend) and give the single one a little air smooch, and both of them light up and giggle. Then this dude I went to highschool with threw me a drink on the house since I was visiting. A great start to the night!
My frat dudes and I fuck around and go way too far with some sex jokes, then some other frat had rented out the bar so we had to migrate. As we bounce around I get slightly more anxious, still with no real idea why. I keep pounding away booze, and eventually lose my friends.
Then I find myself in a bar looking for chicks to fuck, and see an old FB of mine standing at the bar. We'll call her Jacket. I roll over to her and tap her shoulder away from where I'm standing, then hug her when she turns back. She's very happy to see me, but then gets a bit more serious and says "I have a boyfriend now" unprompted. I tell her "Good for you! He wouldn't like me but that's alright.", and she doesn't show much of a reaction. I tell her to come outside once she gets her drink and leave.
Outside, I see Jacket's little, and former girlfriend of my pledge brother. She's a cute, short, HB7 with nice tits and I know she's good in bed. Very early into the conversation, she starts telling me about how she loves getting her hair pulled when she's getting fucked. I tell her I think that definitely adds to the experience, especially when in doggystyle to pull the girl back, then ask if there's anything else she likes, while very gently touching her hair. She doesn't say anything so I comment on how I did always like her long blonde hair, and how she keeps it nice for such length. She's starting to smile at me a bit more excitedly, but not doe eyes quite yet. Let's call her Hazel.
Unfortunately, I fuck-boyed my way out of this.
I had texted a different FB on the drive down some flirty "come find me" texts and was actually quite excited to see her. She's a strong 8, with beautiful, big tits, a pretty good ass, and a face similar to that hot blonde actress from Hitch. Amber Valletta (quick google). A little on the psycho side, but a very enjoyable woman. I guess let's call her Amber.
So, as I'm mid sex-talk with Hazel who had a place to stay, see's me as a sexual man, and obviously is giving me a massive window to fuck her that night, Amber walks up, giving me a rapid choice to make. (Well, now I think maybe I should have gone for threesome since it's homecoming weekend lol, but whatever). I have to choose which girl I'm gonna go for, and I have to make it seem like I wasn't about to fuck one the other one (all these girls are sorority sisters, two have graduated).
Amber's face tells me she smelled the sexual air of us talking because she looks slightly alarmed as she walks up. I shift my position slightly and do a slow walk up to her with a warm smile and a big hug. Now she's smiling, good. Then I turn to Hazel and say, "gang's all here!" and she makes a naughty smile looking down with her eyes up to Amber. They chat for a little bit while I just kinda stand there warmly, and when it starts to fall off I deep dive Amber telling her to "tell me everything!" since I've last been with her, and get her slightly isolated. We were near a fence, and Hazel moved to the wall.
It goes well until Jacket comes outside, and starts talking to Hazel. Then I see them both look at us, get Ambers attention, then Amber gives me a total bitch face and goes over to them. Woman have fucking telepathic super powers because after this they all autorejected. I felt like a.. no, I was, a total fuckboy.
After that I went to an older-person bar and sat down with this sexy 28 y/o, tried to smash but she was married. I actually lied my ass off during the whole thing, telling her I'm already a licensed counselor since she was in Social Work and I wanted to raise my value. I did get her number, because she lives near my city. But I'm not gonna go live a lie if it's not a one night stand (and lying in seduction [and lying, period] should be avoided anyways, with the exception of age).
So, yea, that was really lame. Reputation can be a bitch. I'm basically a slut with that sorority lol.
If I could have done anything, it would have been to isolate Amber better than had, or keep both girls in the same vicinity so they could be fighting over me, rather than rationalize why they should all avoid me. Jacket was the leader, so that didn't help either. Or I could have, you know, not been so overt in my promiscuity back in the day. Ah well.
Not totally sure what triggered such an in-state feeling for me, but let's get writing and see where it leads.
When I first roll into town Friday night I'm a combination of excited and anxious - but I was a bit unsure why I had an anxiety creeping on me. My friends and I mess around at his new apartment, and then squad up with my pledge class and hit one of our favorite bars.
I see some friends outside on the patio and share some hugs with them before I walk inside. I try to hug my friend's girlfriend, but she won't reciprocate because last I saw her I called her a bitch (someone drugged me with xanax, it was a rough night) when she was, well, being a bitch. I just go "oh pshh" with a closed eyes smile and waving gesture. It pushed her into further resentment.
We continue inside and I recognize every bartender there - they're all in greek life and my age, they just hadn't been bartending when I attended there. I flirt with a few sorority girls (one's another friend of mine's girlfriend) and give the single one a little air smooch, and both of them light up and giggle. Then this dude I went to highschool with threw me a drink on the house since I was visiting. A great start to the night!
My frat dudes and I fuck around and go way too far with some sex jokes, then some other frat had rented out the bar so we had to migrate. As we bounce around I get slightly more anxious, still with no real idea why. I keep pounding away booze, and eventually lose my friends.
Then I find myself in a bar looking for chicks to fuck, and see an old FB of mine standing at the bar. We'll call her Jacket. I roll over to her and tap her shoulder away from where I'm standing, then hug her when she turns back. She's very happy to see me, but then gets a bit more serious and says "I have a boyfriend now" unprompted. I tell her "Good for you! He wouldn't like me but that's alright.", and she doesn't show much of a reaction. I tell her to come outside once she gets her drink and leave.
Outside, I see Jacket's little, and former girlfriend of my pledge brother. She's a cute, short, HB7 with nice tits and I know she's good in bed. Very early into the conversation, she starts telling me about how she loves getting her hair pulled when she's getting fucked. I tell her I think that definitely adds to the experience, especially when in doggystyle to pull the girl back, then ask if there's anything else she likes, while very gently touching her hair. She doesn't say anything so I comment on how I did always like her long blonde hair, and how she keeps it nice for such length. She's starting to smile at me a bit more excitedly, but not doe eyes quite yet. Let's call her Hazel.
Unfortunately, I fuck-boyed my way out of this.
I had texted a different FB on the drive down some flirty "come find me" texts and was actually quite excited to see her. She's a strong 8, with beautiful, big tits, a pretty good ass, and a face similar to that hot blonde actress from Hitch. Amber Valletta (quick google). A little on the psycho side, but a very enjoyable woman. I guess let's call her Amber.
So, as I'm mid sex-talk with Hazel who had a place to stay, see's me as a sexual man, and obviously is giving me a massive window to fuck her that night, Amber walks up, giving me a rapid choice to make. (Well, now I think maybe I should have gone for threesome since it's homecoming weekend lol, but whatever). I have to choose which girl I'm gonna go for, and I have to make it seem like I wasn't about to fuck one the other one (all these girls are sorority sisters, two have graduated).
Amber's face tells me she smelled the sexual air of us talking because she looks slightly alarmed as she walks up. I shift my position slightly and do a slow walk up to her with a warm smile and a big hug. Now she's smiling, good. Then I turn to Hazel and say, "gang's all here!" and she makes a naughty smile looking down with her eyes up to Amber. They chat for a little bit while I just kinda stand there warmly, and when it starts to fall off I deep dive Amber telling her to "tell me everything!" since I've last been with her, and get her slightly isolated. We were near a fence, and Hazel moved to the wall.
It goes well until Jacket comes outside, and starts talking to Hazel. Then I see them both look at us, get Ambers attention, then Amber gives me a total bitch face and goes over to them. Woman have fucking telepathic super powers because after this they all autorejected. I felt like a.. no, I was, a total fuckboy.
After that I went to an older-person bar and sat down with this sexy 28 y/o, tried to smash but she was married. I actually lied my ass off during the whole thing, telling her I'm already a licensed counselor since she was in Social Work and I wanted to raise my value. I did get her number, because she lives near my city. But I'm not gonna go live a lie if it's not a one night stand (and lying in seduction [and lying, period] should be avoided anyways, with the exception of age).
So, yea, that was really lame. Reputation can be a bitch. I'm basically a slut with that sorority lol.
If I could have done anything, it would have been to isolate Amber better than had, or keep both girls in the same vicinity so they could be fighting over me, rather than rationalize why they should all avoid me. Jacket was the leader, so that didn't help either. Or I could have, you know, not been so overt in my promiscuity back in the day. Ah well.
