Early on in my game career I pulled this friend-of-a-female-friend while out the same night we first met. Our mutual friends each had some reason to bounce unexpectedly, so 6-friend and I had another drink since I'd recently arrived.
Seizing on the opportunity and new-found knowledge, I "venue bounced" us to a chill spot a ten minute stroll away, right by the subway she'd have to take. [It was also a block from my apartment.]
Vibed well at the bar, joked with other patrons, but probably didn't sexualize enough in my inexperience. The bar soon closed --
I simply walked out, strolling past the subway entrance, around the corner to my apartment building, and she followed. It's working!
Once at the door she said, "Heyyy!!! I see what you're up to -- why are we in front of your building?" with a grin yet some genuine surprise. I give the "yeah, and?" shrug-smirk and she followed me in.
Making out on my bed, her top's off, I'm starting to unwrap a condom, and out comes the textbook LMR --
"We really shouldn't do this..." [she acted like she was serious]
A combo [or not?] of game and instinct kicked in, so I drop the condom on the bed, hop up, give her another shrug and tell her:
"Eh, you're probably right."
with a completely unaffected air as though conceding some argument about whether or not an umbrella's necessary before heading outside.
Her expression did a 180º into a sad puppy face, then her "I'ma get mine!" face as she pulled me back towards her, unwrapped the condom, slid it on me, and spread her legs.
Her two "shit tests" of the night, "why are we in front of your apartment building?" and "we really shouldn't do this" just needed the Slightest Bit of acknowledgement/dismissal, nothing more, nothing less, and it was in like vajinn.
I later saw our mutual, gossip-loving friend, saying "I heard you two hooked up!~~". I said, "yeah", with a happy sigh. She said "well, [girl] hadn't gotten laid in 6 months." Bubble burst.
But Turnin' it Down done Turned it Back Up!
Seizing on the opportunity and new-found knowledge, I "venue bounced" us to a chill spot a ten minute stroll away, right by the subway she'd have to take. [It was also a block from my apartment.]
Vibed well at the bar, joked with other patrons, but probably didn't sexualize enough in my inexperience. The bar soon closed --
I simply walked out, strolling past the subway entrance, around the corner to my apartment building, and she followed. It's working!
Once at the door she said, "Heyyy!!! I see what you're up to -- why are we in front of your building?" with a grin yet some genuine surprise. I give the "yeah, and?" shrug-smirk and she followed me in.
Making out on my bed, her top's off, I'm starting to unwrap a condom, and out comes the textbook LMR --
"We really shouldn't do this..." [she acted like she was serious]
A combo [or not?] of game and instinct kicked in, so I drop the condom on the bed, hop up, give her another shrug and tell her:
"Eh, you're probably right."
with a completely unaffected air as though conceding some argument about whether or not an umbrella's necessary before heading outside.
Her expression did a 180º into a sad puppy face, then her "I'ma get mine!" face as she pulled me back towards her, unwrapped the condom, slid it on me, and spread her legs.
Her two "shit tests" of the night, "why are we in front of your apartment building?" and "we really shouldn't do this" just needed the Slightest Bit of acknowledgement/dismissal, nothing more, nothing less, and it was in like vajinn.
I later saw our mutual, gossip-loving friend, saying "I heard you two hooked up!~~". I said, "yeah", with a happy sigh. She said "well, [girl] hadn't gotten laid in 6 months." Bubble burst.
But Turnin' it Down done Turned it Back Up!