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Meet Up with Ms. Sassy
Met a girl online 5 days ago, and, after some playful texting and it almost not happening twice, we decided to meet up last night.
It's about a 30 minute drive for me. I park, and am walking to the cafe where we decided to meet, already like a half hour late, and, fiddling with my mp3 player, I trip on a raised bit of sidewalk and fall to the ground hard. My belongings scatter all around me like I'd just got shot running away from the Nazis in a WWII movie. I "catch" myself with my hands and knees, then lay on ground, pain blossoming across my limbs as I wonder what the damage is.
I slowly pull up my pants leg to see the knee that took the brunt of the fall. It's not bleeding, but boy does it hurt to move!
After a short rest on the sidewalk to collect myself, I roll over and slowly get to my feet, then begin to limp over to the cafe.
She sees me and comes running up to me outside the place. Apparently it's closed now. We go to a fancy oyster place for drinks next door instead.
We get along really well, and have some excellent conversation. She's smart and very flirty. She's giving me "the eyes" the entire time we're there and things are going smoothly. Deep diving and some chase frames were used (I used to have to try to put those in there, but now it's just second nature -- one chase frame that got her admitting attraction verbally was "Why are you asking if I live alone? You're probably just thinking about inviting yourself back to my place, aren't you." Her: "Maybe...").
After drinks there (which were supremely over-priced), we are walking (I'm trying not to limp) and decide to go grab another drink at a place around the corner before calling it a night.
I can tell that she's already consciously decided that she wants me tonight, but she's not quite comfortable sexually with me as of yet, so I don't go for the close here, and instead I make a mental note to take it up a notch in the next venue.
We get to the new place: a dark-lit bar that is nearly empty and smells peculiar. Can't put my finger on it though.
We get a booth and she sits on the same side of me, so we are both facing out. Naturally I reward her with more touching and subtle sexual innuendos.
A bit more deep diving.
But the way she was looking at me... it just made me so turned on. I consider taking her right here, but force myself to be patient.
She mentions that she collects Spanish wines, and that she likes a certain comedian, and I cache both of these for good excuses to invite myself over to her place (either to drink wine or have her show me this comedian on her computer).
The Close
After we finish our drinks I say "let's get out of here" and we leave. As we're walking down the sidewalk, I say:
I can't remember exactly what she said here, but I remember she laughed and said something about me being really dominant and smooth (and her tone implying that she was loving it).
So that went well.
I follow her in my car to her place (which is like a mile away) and go inside. It's a really cool house with great lighting and a spiral staircase. She is shutting the blinds when I walk up. (Yup...) We sit on the couch, I ask her if she has anything to drink, she list some things, and then I grab her chin and we kiss.
After some fooling around on the couch she invites me upstairs.
This is where the knee problem comes into play again. Putting any pressure on it hurts a lot, so escalating is a bit trickier than usual.
Also, this stage in seduction has for some reason always been my weakest suite.
I immediately strip down to my underwear, as my knee is really hurting as it rubs against my pants, so I'm glad to have them off. This sudden stripping puts her on the defensive a bit though, and I have to coax her back into a highly turned on state.
She won't let me take her pants off (that's her "limit"), but she takes her shirt off and we have a lot of fun that way.
Eventually she gets on top of me and starts dry humping me.
That turns her on.
She's panting, and finally, after about six attempts to take her pants off, she now lets me remove them.
Immediately after they come off we have sex.
Lessons:
-Watch where you're walking
-A good reason to give up alcohol is for the sake of your bank account
-Go with the flow -- don't always try and muscle things forward. If sex really is no big deal for you, you're not going to be particularly (at least overtly) demanding. Yes, you'll be forceful, but you'll also be smooth and (at least somewhat) patient.
-Whipping off your clothes quickly can sometimes seem presumptuous and may mean you have to do more foreplay. Try and strip more seductively.
-Girls don't care if you're injured on a first date. Indeed, if they know you hurt your knee, they're gonna get it between their thighs and squeeze as hard as they can (true story. This girl wanted to wrestle, i.e., she really wanted to be dominated. I'm happy she was so skinny).
-Going hot and cold in the sack can be risky, but if you're getting a lot of LMR, it might be your best option.
That's it for today; thanks for reading!
Howell
Met a girl online 5 days ago, and, after some playful texting and it almost not happening twice, we decided to meet up last night.
It's about a 30 minute drive for me. I park, and am walking to the cafe where we decided to meet, already like a half hour late, and, fiddling with my mp3 player, I trip on a raised bit of sidewalk and fall to the ground hard. My belongings scatter all around me like I'd just got shot running away from the Nazis in a WWII movie. I "catch" myself with my hands and knees, then lay on ground, pain blossoming across my limbs as I wonder what the damage is.
I slowly pull up my pants leg to see the knee that took the brunt of the fall. It's not bleeding, but boy does it hurt to move!
After a short rest on the sidewalk to collect myself, I roll over and slowly get to my feet, then begin to limp over to the cafe.
She sees me and comes running up to me outside the place. Apparently it's closed now. We go to a fancy oyster place for drinks next door instead.
We get along really well, and have some excellent conversation. She's smart and very flirty. She's giving me "the eyes" the entire time we're there and things are going smoothly. Deep diving and some chase frames were used (I used to have to try to put those in there, but now it's just second nature -- one chase frame that got her admitting attraction verbally was "Why are you asking if I live alone? You're probably just thinking about inviting yourself back to my place, aren't you." Her: "Maybe...").
After drinks there (which were supremely over-priced), we are walking (I'm trying not to limp) and decide to go grab another drink at a place around the corner before calling it a night.
I can tell that she's already consciously decided that she wants me tonight, but she's not quite comfortable sexually with me as of yet, so I don't go for the close here, and instead I make a mental note to take it up a notch in the next venue.
We get to the new place: a dark-lit bar that is nearly empty and smells peculiar. Can't put my finger on it though.
We get a booth and she sits on the same side of me, so we are both facing out. Naturally I reward her with more touching and subtle sexual innuendos.
A bit more deep diving.
But the way she was looking at me... it just made me so turned on. I consider taking her right here, but force myself to be patient.
She mentions that she collects Spanish wines, and that she likes a certain comedian, and I cache both of these for good excuses to invite myself over to her place (either to drink wine or have her show me this comedian on her computer).
The Close
After we finish our drinks I say "let's get out of here" and we leave. As we're walking down the sidewalk, I say:
I can't remember exactly what she said here, but I remember she laughed and said something about me being really dominant and smooth (and her tone implying that she was loving it).
So that went well.
I follow her in my car to her place (which is like a mile away) and go inside. It's a really cool house with great lighting and a spiral staircase. She is shutting the blinds when I walk up. (Yup...) We sit on the couch, I ask her if she has anything to drink, she list some things, and then I grab her chin and we kiss.
After some fooling around on the couch she invites me upstairs.
This is where the knee problem comes into play again. Putting any pressure on it hurts a lot, so escalating is a bit trickier than usual.
Also, this stage in seduction has for some reason always been my weakest suite.
I immediately strip down to my underwear, as my knee is really hurting as it rubs against my pants, so I'm glad to have them off. This sudden stripping puts her on the defensive a bit though, and I have to coax her back into a highly turned on state.
She won't let me take her pants off (that's her "limit"), but she takes her shirt off and we have a lot of fun that way.
Eventually she gets on top of me and starts dry humping me.
That turns her on.
She's panting, and finally, after about six attempts to take her pants off, she now lets me remove them.
Immediately after they come off we have sex.
Lessons:
-Watch where you're walking
-A good reason to give up alcohol is for the sake of your bank account
-Go with the flow -- don't always try and muscle things forward. If sex really is no big deal for you, you're not going to be particularly (at least overtly) demanding. Yes, you'll be forceful, but you'll also be smooth and (at least somewhat) patient.
-Whipping off your clothes quickly can sometimes seem presumptuous and may mean you have to do more foreplay. Try and strip more seductively.
-Girls don't care if you're injured on a first date. Indeed, if they know you hurt your knee, they're gonna get it between their thighs and squeeze as hard as they can (true story. This girl wanted to wrestle, i.e., she really wanted to be dominated. I'm happy she was so skinny).
-Going hot and cold in the sack can be risky, but if you're getting a lot of LMR, it might be your best option.
That's it for today; thanks for reading!
Howell
