Stranger than fiction.
I'm over 55, couple days ago a 19 YO Chinese FOB exchange student
at the major university near my home opened me looking for a post office.
I felt like she was into me, dunno why, but we kept talking and her friends got bored, let her know where they were going and left.
I felt the Spirit of Roosh near, disparagingly shaking his head and squinting his eyes as one watches one's dumbest student about to fuck up the same problem again , and saying "You'll never see her again....". Then, his ghost, looked up again and added "Take every interaction as far as it will go".
As chicken as I am, SHE opened ME so I reluctantly agreed I had to hit on her tiny lard-free body. Standing there talking seemed to be awkward, so I offered to walk along with her on the way back to campus. Roosh's ghost followed, he too, feeling he had to at least try to coach this blundering student.
"You've got to kino to break the ice!" he screamed in my ear so loudly I'm surprised the sea of undergrads around me weren't startled. A few minutes, we stopped walking, and while we made final arrangements for meeting later rested my hand on top of her shoulder lightly. It felt like a good kino, slow, relaxed, not too blatant like grabbing her ass in front of 300 other undergrads.
Now this is important-- I actually liked her-- she was open, excited and naive, and I felt warm and protective towards her. So I felt my action was pretty congruent, and I doubt any other ruthless, impregnation-driven lecher had touched her in weeks, if ever in her life.
Also, I was delighted by her openness and non-bitchy, non-suspicious attitude, and to ward off Roosh's ghost I asked if she wanted to take a walk in a few days.
(She said already she had a meeting in an hour.)
"Of Course!" she almost burst out with a wide smile.
Are we still in America? I asked myself.
I got her to text me on the iPhone that her father, wealthy from selling stupid Americans plastic junk had bought her along with the 40-50K in cash he had to have to get her into USA with tuition and board pre-paid.
That night , I returned the text she had sent me, and her responses were immediate and congenial.
Am I still in America? I asked myself.
Wait, wait, all will not be surreal-dream perfect.
So, figuring I want to not be TOO available even though this girl was quite nice, I left her last text hanging and didn't contact the next day.
There are literally THOUSANDS of cute Asian chicks on campus and if the .15% of guys who approach didn't get around to her this week-the first week of classes-- I might have a chance to get my 35-years-younger flag.
Then a speck of reality hit-- I had invited her to the arboretum at the University, familiar due to being on campus but because all the MATRIXUNITS are glued to their eyephones no one goes to this beautiful, educational place with quiet benches.
Benches custom made for planting one on a chick YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE MY GRANDDAUGHTER, SUCKAH!! LOLOLLL
Anyway, she dropped the bomb " Can I bring my friends ( the fat one and the pimply one). "
I already tried forcing the issue with a naive girl in Ukraine and even though I was able to bully her into coming alone, she was in no way ready to bang, or even feel the slightest emotion for that matter, so since the question indicates a GCF guaranteed cluster fuck, I have determined to go, as Captain Ahab says in Moby Dick, "For Hatred' Sake" - who knows, maybe Fat Friend will upsell the cute one on me.
Despite the travesty, since I have shifted my goal from success, to success with accompanying hate, to chiefly hate, until now my goal is SIMPLY TO BE HATED as much as possible, I could not resist the unreality of the situation, as if two chubby FOB Chinese girls could protect her from the DEMON which she has encountered.
I texted back to the "Can I bring my friends?"
"Of course! We will have a fleet of four bicycles! No one can defeat us!"
I WANTED to ask "Do I have to kiss THEM, TOO?" but felt is was too far.
But then again, it is better to be a total idiot than to go halfway, and only appear strange.
I'm over 55, couple days ago a 19 YO Chinese FOB exchange student
at the major university near my home opened me looking for a post office.
I felt like she was into me, dunno why, but we kept talking and her friends got bored, let her know where they were going and left.
I felt the Spirit of Roosh near, disparagingly shaking his head and squinting his eyes as one watches one's dumbest student about to fuck up the same problem again , and saying "You'll never see her again....". Then, his ghost, looked up again and added "Take every interaction as far as it will go".
As chicken as I am, SHE opened ME so I reluctantly agreed I had to hit on her tiny lard-free body. Standing there talking seemed to be awkward, so I offered to walk along with her on the way back to campus. Roosh's ghost followed, he too, feeling he had to at least try to coach this blundering student.
"You've got to kino to break the ice!" he screamed in my ear so loudly I'm surprised the sea of undergrads around me weren't startled. A few minutes, we stopped walking, and while we made final arrangements for meeting later rested my hand on top of her shoulder lightly. It felt like a good kino, slow, relaxed, not too blatant like grabbing her ass in front of 300 other undergrads.
Now this is important-- I actually liked her-- she was open, excited and naive, and I felt warm and protective towards her. So I felt my action was pretty congruent, and I doubt any other ruthless, impregnation-driven lecher had touched her in weeks, if ever in her life.
Also, I was delighted by her openness and non-bitchy, non-suspicious attitude, and to ward off Roosh's ghost I asked if she wanted to take a walk in a few days.
(She said already she had a meeting in an hour.)
"Of Course!" she almost burst out with a wide smile.
Are we still in America? I asked myself.
I got her to text me on the iPhone that her father, wealthy from selling stupid Americans plastic junk had bought her along with the 40-50K in cash he had to have to get her into USA with tuition and board pre-paid.
That night , I returned the text she had sent me, and her responses were immediate and congenial.
Am I still in America? I asked myself.
Wait, wait, all will not be surreal-dream perfect.
So, figuring I want to not be TOO available even though this girl was quite nice, I left her last text hanging and didn't contact the next day.
There are literally THOUSANDS of cute Asian chicks on campus and if the .15% of guys who approach didn't get around to her this week-the first week of classes-- I might have a chance to get my 35-years-younger flag.
Then a speck of reality hit-- I had invited her to the arboretum at the University, familiar due to being on campus but because all the MATRIXUNITS are glued to their eyephones no one goes to this beautiful, educational place with quiet benches.
Benches custom made for planting one on a chick YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE MY GRANDDAUGHTER, SUCKAH!! LOLOLLL
Anyway, she dropped the bomb " Can I bring my friends ( the fat one and the pimply one). "
I already tried forcing the issue with a naive girl in Ukraine and even though I was able to bully her into coming alone, she was in no way ready to bang, or even feel the slightest emotion for that matter, so since the question indicates a GCF guaranteed cluster fuck, I have determined to go, as Captain Ahab says in Moby Dick, "For Hatred' Sake" - who knows, maybe Fat Friend will upsell the cute one on me.
Despite the travesty, since I have shifted my goal from success, to success with accompanying hate, to chiefly hate, until now my goal is SIMPLY TO BE HATED as much as possible, I could not resist the unreality of the situation, as if two chubby FOB Chinese girls could protect her from the DEMON which she has encountered.
I texted back to the "Can I bring my friends?"
"Of course! We will have a fleet of four bicycles! No one can defeat us!"
I WANTED to ask "Do I have to kiss THEM, TOO?" but felt is was too far.
But then again, it is better to be a total idiot than to go halfway, and only appear strange.