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Another experience to emphasize my realization of the recent "FR+: Hate boyfriends" (viewtopic.php?f=5&t=14387) post:
Two cute girls at the bar, both 19. They don't seem to even look at me. My friend opens them for me and things are going pretty well. [1]
Immediately it's obvious that one is very interested in me. I want the other. I maintain "incidental" touch, but upon isolating she quickly runs back to her friend. I suppose she just doesn't want to steal me.
A lot of time passes. My friend tells me she's joining the two girls to the bathroom to find out what the deal was. I never ask her the result.
When the four of us sit outside a little later, me next to the girl I like, I don't know what to say. I force up some topics, trying to dig for her passions ... while glimpsing at her cleavage which, in any given moment, could reveal her nipples xD
I'm surprised she joins my suggestion to go far a walk. I'm even more surprised that she does so alone.
When crossing the street, I take her hand. "That's creepy.", she says. I play it off. I take her hand again a little later, saying something like "let's continue with the creepy part".
She: "I can't"
Me grabbing her hand, pulling her in: "[guessing] Yeah, I know, you got a boyfriend and whatnot."
She: "Yes"
Me leaning against a banister, putting her head on my chest: "Just relax."
I hold her there for some seconds, letting her calm down. Then I gently kiss and bite her neck. She doesn't even resist as I slide my hands inside her shirt to grab her tits, so I also go down to suck them.
Later at a park bench I almost come - rubbing her against me. Anyway she remains hesitant to move things further.
The rest of the night passes in a back-and-forth.
The next night, after a lot of dirty texting, she apparently wants to see me again. She's going out. I tell her to call me once she wanted me to pick her up and get her home. The next morning I realize that my phone had been without signal. Some three messages she had sent last night are now rolling in. Fuck.
The night after, her last night, I end up at her friends place. It's just the three of us. On the couch one to the left, one to the right. "My" girl appears quite compliant. I try to make out with both. Both remain fun and chill, but bail. No hard feelings, but no sex either. Worth the try.
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Regarding the post mentioned initially: Yesterday I run into THAT girl again. Interaction goes kindly, but in a "friendship" manner. She really does seem to have a boyfriend.
Walking home with my friends, I suddenly realize: Just because SHE thinks that her boyfriend stands between us, doesn't mean it's MY reality. I don't want to compete anyway. She can stay with him, be happy ... and the two of us just fuck as lovers. [2]
- A new frame for any further incidental encounter with her or other girls with boyfriends;
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LESSONS LEARNT
[1] [Confirming my recent realization] Before opening her, it's impossible to tell that a girl is NOT interested.
[2] Think "both", not "either/or".
Two cute girls at the bar, both 19. They don't seem to even look at me. My friend opens them for me and things are going pretty well. [1]
Immediately it's obvious that one is very interested in me. I want the other. I maintain "incidental" touch, but upon isolating she quickly runs back to her friend. I suppose she just doesn't want to steal me.
A lot of time passes. My friend tells me she's joining the two girls to the bathroom to find out what the deal was. I never ask her the result.
When the four of us sit outside a little later, me next to the girl I like, I don't know what to say. I force up some topics, trying to dig for her passions ... while glimpsing at her cleavage which, in any given moment, could reveal her nipples xD
I'm surprised she joins my suggestion to go far a walk. I'm even more surprised that she does so alone.
When crossing the street, I take her hand. "That's creepy.", she says. I play it off. I take her hand again a little later, saying something like "let's continue with the creepy part".
She: "I can't"
Me grabbing her hand, pulling her in: "[guessing] Yeah, I know, you got a boyfriend and whatnot."
She: "Yes"
Me leaning against a banister, putting her head on my chest: "Just relax."
I hold her there for some seconds, letting her calm down. Then I gently kiss and bite her neck. She doesn't even resist as I slide my hands inside her shirt to grab her tits, so I also go down to suck them.
Later at a park bench I almost come - rubbing her against me. Anyway she remains hesitant to move things further.
The rest of the night passes in a back-and-forth.
The next night, after a lot of dirty texting, she apparently wants to see me again. She's going out. I tell her to call me once she wanted me to pick her up and get her home. The next morning I realize that my phone had been without signal. Some three messages she had sent last night are now rolling in. Fuck.
The night after, her last night, I end up at her friends place. It's just the three of us. On the couch one to the left, one to the right. "My" girl appears quite compliant. I try to make out with both. Both remain fun and chill, but bail. No hard feelings, but no sex either. Worth the try.
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Regarding the post mentioned initially: Yesterday I run into THAT girl again. Interaction goes kindly, but in a "friendship" manner. She really does seem to have a boyfriend.
Walking home with my friends, I suddenly realize: Just because SHE thinks that her boyfriend stands between us, doesn't mean it's MY reality. I don't want to compete anyway. She can stay with him, be happy ... and the two of us just fuck as lovers. [2]
- A new frame for any further incidental encounter with her or other girls with boyfriends;
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LESSONS LEARNT
[1] [Confirming my recent realization] Before opening her, it's impossible to tell that a girl is NOT interested.
[2] Think "both", not "either/or".
