Bang Japan: Game in The Great Nippon Empire
05-19-2014, 06:45 AM
Had an interesting night out this weekend. I'll call this story "Promising Set Blown By Bad Game."
Went out on Saturday for a beer with a buddy and bumped into Sargon and another gamer I know. My buddy headed home, so the three of us went hunting.
At the first bar, the only product in the place was a girl who had gotten promiscuous with me in a public bathroom and her loud-mouthed, ugly, attention whore friend. It was awkward and they were hateful, so we bounced.
On the street, Sargon was a beast. He has an eye for talent and wastes no time before making his approach. I'd like to do an analysis of his game in another post. I think he probably hit up two girls just in the 200 feet between the first and second bar.
The place was literally overflowing with dudes, so we took our drinks and stood just outside the front door. It was at this point that the differences between Sargon's game and mine became a bit of an issue. As girls walked by, he'd use strong body language to stop them and engage them in conversation. I posted up by the door sipping on my drink and gesturing for girls to come over. I lost two or three pairs, but the next single girl bit. She got close to the door and started to turn toward me when the other guy we were with glommed on and Sargon followed. She ran inside to find her friends and I gave the guys a little speech about trying to ram their dicks into my 1-sets.
Sargon went back to beasting the street in front of the bar, and I talked to a group of three girls for a bit before bailing. As I turned around, I noticed a girl standing in my sniper perch. I greeted her from afar with a wave and gestured for her to come toward me. The other dude glommed on again, poking her and making some comment about her scarf. I said, "woah woah woah woah!" and sent the girl on her way. I hate to blow up a set, but that was a monster fucking party foul.
After a bit more fishing, an 8 (pretty face, long hair, super petite, 20 years old) with her 5ish6ish friend (OK face, thick thighs and nice boobs, also 20) walked by. They stopped about 10 feet from us and began conferencing. I waved to get their attention. They giggled and waved back, so I told them the bar was lame and asked if they had a back up plan. I'm very interested in this one and start to close the gap, but Sargon and the other dude went into attack mode again. I lost my shit. "Are you fucking kidding me?! We just fucking talked about this. Whoever opens the set gets first dibs. The girls are interested, just chill back. That is some serious fag shit. I'm done. Fuck you guys." Sargon had intercepted them so quickly that he didn't even hear me getting angry. The other dude buzzed off.
Sargon worked his game and the girls were really interested, but after a few minutes he started losing steam. I was angry and had no qualms vulturing, so I peeled off the hotter one. We chatted for a bit, I teased her and convinced her to go to a third, different bar. We checked with Sargon and the friend, and we were off as a foursome. The other dude started texting me, but I figured fuck that guy anyway (he would go on to notch a decent looking chick by himself). It was here that I noticed more style differences. Sargon's kino was really aggressive. Before we even rolled out, he had his arm around his girl.
The bar we went to is one I love for venue hopping. They have booths that are ever so slightly sheltered from the rest of the bar and a Jenga set to help break the ice and get some kino working. I haven't been conscious of my kino progressions for a long time, but when the guy you're with has his girl on his lap after just a handful of minutes, you get a little self-conscious. I tracked and compared our progress throughout the night.
It was at this bar that I made a fatal mistake. This was the girls' first venue of the night, but they weren't really touching their drinks. I should have made Jenga a drinking game from the start, but I was too stupid. I tend not to worry about it too much in a one-on-one situation, but for a group of four it would have been a good idea to give the girls some liquid social skills.
Sargon convinced his girl to go for a walk. I moved with my girl to the inside part of the booth and got to kissing. I figured grab another round, get out, game over. I settled in with my arm around girl when Sargon and other chick came back. We had initiated the split up too soon and when the girls were too sober. I fucked up again here. Rather than get the girls some drinks to make sure they were having the excellent party time they wanted, I suggested we hit a nearby park.
I held hands with my girl along the way completely ignoring my buddy and his charge. At the park we split up; me and my ho on my lap on a little hill, and the other two doing their own thing in the bushes or some shit. I put girl's hand on my dick. I was at about half mast, so she got really excited. We start talking about sex. I pick her up by the hips, lift her over my head (Japanese girls go fucking crazy when you do this because they all have daddy issues), and turn her so she's straddling me face to face. We're flirting and kissing when something over girl's shoulder catches her eye. She yells, "what are you doing?" I turn around and see Sargon's girl walking across the park by herself. "I'm running away," she answers. Sure enough Sargon is walking 15-20 feet behind her.
Eventually Sargon corralled his woman and got her on his lap on the other side of the little hill. She wasn't having it. She said something like, "I'm too sober." Mine said she was too. It was here I finally realized that we hadn't kept the girls properly lubricated... I herded everyone toward Lawson, but by then it was too late. The girls were waffling on even buying a drink, and when they got to the register they abandoned their purchases. The girls said they were gonna go to a club by themselves. I pulled my girl's number (which I should have done much sooner) and sent her on her way with a slap on the ass.
We went in the opposite direction, debriefing as we walked. As we moaned about our bad luck we passed the very club the girls said they were going to. They had never intended to go.
I'd offer some analysis, but this post is already way long. I think you guys can see what went right and what went wrong.