I really enjoy reading people's approach threads on here so I'm wanting to contribute with my own first 100 approach thread and to just keep myself honest with approaching.
About me: 22 years old, 6'7.. 190lbs.. i rock the lean well-dressed musician look. I've been told I'm about a 7 or 8 in appearance these days... but due to being an overweight acne faced teen who got made fun of in high school, my confidence hasn't quite caught up with my looks yet. I'm hoping making a real effort towards game can change this.
I have a lay count of almost 50, but I'd say at least 80% of these are with low quality girls in the 6-and-under range... and I'd say a majority of which are approaching me. I want to be making sure I'm getting the best girls I can possibly get. I'm still definitely a newbie as far as game goes.
My goal is to sleep with at least one 8+ in my 100 approaches. My larger goal is to make sure I'm not selling my value short as a man in general.
Saturday 25/04
Approach #1
Cute 7 blonde 21-24 alone waiting to be served in very crowded bar. Looks a little annoyed but seems approachable. I open sarcastically:
Me: “You look like youre having the most fun here”
Her: Rolls her eyes. “Haha is it that obvious? I’m trying to get away from the dance floor for a while”
Me: “Not big on the dancing then or what? You look like you could bust a couple of moves…”
Her: Smiling “I dunno some shitty guy was trying to grind up on me. It’s way too busy in here.”
Me: “I think you came to the right part of the bar then. Here I’ve got all the space I want to bust out my signature dance moves.”
Her: “Haha you have a signature dance move?”
Me: “Of course. The robot” Dance the robot really poorly
Her: Laughing then strokes my arm. “Whats your name?”
Me: “Prof Ligate. And yours?”
Her: “Blah blah”
Me: “Nice to meet you blah blah”
Then I turn away to the bar. I am a fucking moron. First cute girl I talk to then I just exit out for no reason to get a drink. And she was obviously interested. In my defence at the time I was feeling very confident I could do better or at least open her again later in the night.
I head over to the dance floor where it is absolutely jam packed. The venue was pretty cool. Sort of an upper-middle class university student/ young professional house party vibe.
Approach #2
6.5 blonde 18-20 alone… kind of drunk. Smelling her hair on the dance floor…? I open:
Me: “Having a good smell of your hair there are you?”
Her: “Haha yeah my hair actually smells really good!”
Me: “Enough to multitask with your dancing obviously…”
Her: “Here smell it! I have been using a new conditioner.”
Me: “Wow that actually does smell really good” It did
Her: “Let me smell your hair…” *smells hair* “… you’re a smoker…”
She turns half away with a semi-disgusted look, could have been teasing or actual disgust … I’m not quite sure. She’s still smelling her hair. Seemed fairly drunk though, probably would have died out if I kept on going… at least that’s what I told myself. Still busting moves on the dance floor.
Approach #3
Blonde 7.5 rocking body 22-25. Dancing quite well in a circle of friends. I tap her twice on the arm and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here”
Her: Big smile and laugh “Haha I really am! Thanks!” Turns back to friends
I discontinue the interaction. Just typing this out has made me realise how poorly I am at actually keeping interactions going. Like I’m almost avoiding them until I know there’s major interest. I am already so glad I have made the choice of keeping track of my approaches. I know already what I need to work on.
I go out to the rooftop smoking area for a cigarette. Some drunk guy mentions how I look like a younger version of the lead singer from some band. I laugh it off and have a seat.
Girl Approach me #1
Blonde 6. Probably 21-23. She opens:
Her: “Hey you were at that bar the other night…”
Me: “Yeah so and so bar, you asked me where I was from.”
Her: “Are you here by yourself again?”
Me: “I’m out with friends tonight"
Her: Puts Hawaiian lei around my neck she had been given at entry. Kisses me on forehead. Starts walking away from smoking area
Me: Forcefully grab her hand and pull her back into me from the crowd. She’s standing up above me, I’m still sitting down. She gives me very sultry eye contact. I tell her I don’t want the lei
Her: “It’s a gift” Walks away back inside.
She is obviously keen as hell, but I still feel like I’m not talking to as attractive a girl as I should be. I think she is a guarantee for later at this stage.
I finish my cigarette and head towards the dance floor again
Girl Approaching me #2
Very pretty faced brunette 6 with a bit extra cushion for the pushin. She looks European. She strokes me on the shoulder as I walk past and opens:
Her: “Wow you’re so tall!”
Me: “Yeah I get that a lot”
Her: “Haha I bet”
Me: Deciding if I should continue walking back to the dance floor. I remind myself that I’m out to get laid tonight, anything else is a failure. I continue. “You’re quite short though” I stroke her hair
Her: “Haha I know. Well compared to you!”
Me: “Are you French?”
Her: “I am! How did you guess?”
Me: “You have a very French bone structure. But the accent is a dead giveaway.”
Her: “Haha what is your name?”
Me: “Prof Ligate, and you?
Her: Blah blah
I remember the mistake I made earlier with the fucking nice to meet you bullshit at the beginning of the night so I push forward conversationally and we talk about travel for about 10 minutes or so. After a lull in conversation I look deeply in her eyes for a bit
Her: “I have to tell you though Prof Ligate, I’m here with my boyfriend”
So yeah fucked up here. I think I’m just rusty. It was always going to take a few approaches before I got in the groove. I head back inside from the smokers finally and go back to the dance floor.
Approach #4
I make eye contact with a tall blonde 18-20 grooving away on the dance floor. A little bit extra on her. She’s literally just on the line of what I would consider bangable. A low 6/ high 5 . I open:
Me: “You look like youre having the most fun here out of anyone.”
Her: “I am now” Pulls me in by the waist and we start grinding.
Some bullshit chit chat for a while. Then we start making out. Her brunette slightly cuter looking friend taps me on the shoulder after a while with a concerned look on her face. Cockblock .. dammit.
Friend: “If I tip some of my vodka from my flask into your beer, can I have a sip?”
Fucking hell man. Uni students. I agree to her request.
After about another 5-10 minutes of dancing I take the blonde with me to get drinks. Looking back this really wasn’t necessary at all. We get drinks, have a bit of more bullshit talk … and then she suggests we go have a smoke. The smoking area is packed so I suggest we go outside the bar and onto the street. She agrees. She takes a seat sitting on a chair outside. We kiss for a bit and then her friends come out. “Where have you guys been?” Dammit.
Turns out the girl that recognised me from the other night is part of her group of friends. I tease this girl about it and she responds really well then asks me if I play in a band. In the group there is girl from other night blonde 6, short brunette vodka-flask-girl 6 and extremely disinterested brunette 7.
The girl I was making out with is drunk as hell. She rings her guy-friend who is travelling in Scotland. I don’t want to bang this girl anymore.
The short brunette offers me more vodka out of the flask. I agree, trying to win the group over. The disinterested girl of the group suggests we should all go over to this dive bar that I frequent. Everyone is in agreement. We all go.
I start talking to the girl who recognised me from the other night:
Her: “You know I started talking to you the other night because I thought you were Swedish. You look very Swedish. Why can’t you be Swedish…”
Me: “I get that I look foreign a lot. You go to bars to meet Swedish men then or what?”
Her: “I guess. I like foreign guys. I really want to travel.”
This girl is obviously a bit of a slut I’ve realised by now, but she’s just attractive enough for me not to care. I talk to the other girls in the group for a bit and then go back to her. She grabs and starts holding my hand as we arrive at the next bar. As I write this I realise I probably should have isolated her then.
We all go in. Get drinks. I go to the toilet and lose them all for a couple of minutes before I find the three girls besides the girl I made out with sitting in the outside area at a table. The flask girl seems really interested in talking to me suddenly. The disinterested brunette is playing on her phone, the girl from the other night looks on kind of jealously I think.
I really want to like the flask girl as she seems kind of sweet, but she is talking absolute shit. Something about guinea pigs and how much she likes them. She is 18 and very drunk. I kind of tease her about it (like really really subtly) and she gets offended like I just killed her guinea pig with a boot or something. She says “I don’t like you” and tells me to go away. The blonde seems kind of annoyed with her friend and tries to convince her friends to get up and leave for the dance floor. I have had enough by now so I just leave the table and say goodbye. I go upstairs to meet with my housemate who was out tonight as well. Cue to the dance floor.
Approach #5
Blonde hipster/ student age 7. Looks foreign, dancing with an uglier friend. I open her:
Me: “Let me guess .. you’re German”
Her: “Ja, how’d you guess!” She smiles
Me: “You have a very German bone structure. Dead give away”
Her: “Haha” Looks at friend and keeps dancing
I cut off the interaction. It is getting late (about 2am now) and I want to get laid, so I don’t have time to waste on half interested girls.
Approach #6
Tall brunette hipster 6.5. Dancing. Clearly on MDMA. I tap her on the arm twice and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here out of anyone”
Her: Nods. Smiles politely. Grooves to the other side of the half empty dance floor. Waste of time.
Approach #7
Two very young 8 hipster chicks, dancing together. Both my exact type. I tap the blonde twice on the arm, get both of their attention and open:
Me: “You guys look like you’re having the most fun here out of anyone”
Them: Awkwardly smiling… “yeah, we are…”
I cut off the interaction.
Approach #9
6 blonde sitting on a barstool looking at the dance floor. Nice face but average body. I go up to her and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here”
Her: “You’re very funny”
Me: “No really, I feel like this is where the party is really happening. Sitting on barstools watching other people have fun…”
Her: She gives a wry smile. “What’s your name?”
Me: “I’m Prof Ligate, and you?”
Her: “I’m blah blah. So what do you do PL?”
Me: “I’m 22 years old, I don’t think it really matters what I do, right?”
Her: Laughing. “I guess you’re right. You’re not going to ask what I do?”
Me: “It’s probably something boring you don’t want to talk about anyway”
Her: “You’re really good at guessing. Work has been terrible lately.”
Me: I bring her head down to lean against my arm and start stroking her hair.
We chat for a bit longer and it turns out she’s 31. We kiss for a bit then return to my housemate. He says I should go back to pursue her but I wasn’t up for a 31 year old when I’m trying to improve my quality.
An old female friend of mine comes up to my mate and I. The three of us head outside into the beer garden part of the bar.
Girl Approach #3
Some guy is talking to two tubby 4s and one of them mentions how well I’m dressed. I come over to them and sarcastically tell them to feel the fabric of my knitted blazer. They do so then one of them mentions I’m a bit sociopathic. I kill time talking to them for a minute until I see a pretty girl walk by.
Approach #10
Very tall baby faced brunette 7 with skinny small-waisted body... Kate Moss-y… seems like she’s about to head for the exit. I tap her twice on the shoulder as she walks past:
Me: “You’re very tall”
Her: “I know, I’m 186cm. And you are a gorgeous man.”
Me: “Thank you. I saw you were about to leave, you should stay here and hang out for a bit longer”. I put my hand around her waist
Her: “I need to go tell my friend. Please stay here and wait for me”
Me: Pull her into me by the waist. “Don’t keep me waiting long.” I let her leave. I assume she will come back
I wait for about 5 minutes, to the point where I’m actually wondering if she’s ditched, but she does return with her gay best friend who has clearly had a lot of MDMA.
We talk about travel for a while and turns out she’s 19. She grabs my face and brings it in to hers and we start making out. I suggest we go for the couch on the other side of the bar. She agrees. I sit on the couch and she starts mounting me and forcing my hands onto her breasts. I suggest we leave. She agrees.
We go outside the bar and she says she has to find her friend again. Fucking hell. My housemate has followed us outside and we chat for a bit, then I realise I’ve lost her again. My housemate points to her tending to her gay friend on the ground leaning against something. I go over and round them up.
Me: “Let’s all go back to mine”
Her: “Don’t think I’m just some slut now, I’ve only ever slept with like 3 guys.”
Me: “Come on. Let's go.”
Her: “Okay.. we’ll come”
All four of us get in a cab back to our place. My housemate gets the spare mattress out for the gay friend and she tells him that she’s “… going to go into the room here and fuck.” He says “aw I don’t want to sleep on the floor again”. He goes home.
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Summary:
10 Approaches
0 Numbers
0 Dates
1 Notch
I think I’m falling into the hole again of not approaching attractive enough girls. I shouldn’t be settling for less so easily, and from what I have read if I’m not getting blow-outs then I’m not trying hard enough with prettier girls. I had fun on this night but I think I just got lucky by my looks again with a sexually depraved teenager. Continuing interactions and having interesting things to say seem to be an issue for me. Most of the time the girl will do most of the talking. Any constructive criticism will be highly appreciated
About me: 22 years old, 6'7.. 190lbs.. i rock the lean well-dressed musician look. I've been told I'm about a 7 or 8 in appearance these days... but due to being an overweight acne faced teen who got made fun of in high school, my confidence hasn't quite caught up with my looks yet. I'm hoping making a real effort towards game can change this.
I have a lay count of almost 50, but I'd say at least 80% of these are with low quality girls in the 6-and-under range... and I'd say a majority of which are approaching me. I want to be making sure I'm getting the best girls I can possibly get. I'm still definitely a newbie as far as game goes.
My goal is to sleep with at least one 8+ in my 100 approaches. My larger goal is to make sure I'm not selling my value short as a man in general.
Saturday 25/04
Approach #1
Cute 7 blonde 21-24 alone waiting to be served in very crowded bar. Looks a little annoyed but seems approachable. I open sarcastically:
Me: “You look like youre having the most fun here”
Her: Rolls her eyes. “Haha is it that obvious? I’m trying to get away from the dance floor for a while”
Me: “Not big on the dancing then or what? You look like you could bust a couple of moves…”
Her: Smiling “I dunno some shitty guy was trying to grind up on me. It’s way too busy in here.”
Me: “I think you came to the right part of the bar then. Here I’ve got all the space I want to bust out my signature dance moves.”
Her: “Haha you have a signature dance move?”
Me: “Of course. The robot” Dance the robot really poorly
Her: Laughing then strokes my arm. “Whats your name?”
Me: “Prof Ligate. And yours?”
Her: “Blah blah”
Me: “Nice to meet you blah blah”
Then I turn away to the bar. I am a fucking moron. First cute girl I talk to then I just exit out for no reason to get a drink. And she was obviously interested. In my defence at the time I was feeling very confident I could do better or at least open her again later in the night.
I head over to the dance floor where it is absolutely jam packed. The venue was pretty cool. Sort of an upper-middle class university student/ young professional house party vibe.
Approach #2
6.5 blonde 18-20 alone… kind of drunk. Smelling her hair on the dance floor…? I open:
Me: “Having a good smell of your hair there are you?”
Her: “Haha yeah my hair actually smells really good!”
Me: “Enough to multitask with your dancing obviously…”
Her: “Here smell it! I have been using a new conditioner.”
Me: “Wow that actually does smell really good” It did
Her: “Let me smell your hair…” *smells hair* “… you’re a smoker…”
She turns half away with a semi-disgusted look, could have been teasing or actual disgust … I’m not quite sure. She’s still smelling her hair. Seemed fairly drunk though, probably would have died out if I kept on going… at least that’s what I told myself. Still busting moves on the dance floor.
Approach #3
Blonde 7.5 rocking body 22-25. Dancing quite well in a circle of friends. I tap her twice on the arm and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here”
Her: Big smile and laugh “Haha I really am! Thanks!” Turns back to friends
I discontinue the interaction. Just typing this out has made me realise how poorly I am at actually keeping interactions going. Like I’m almost avoiding them until I know there’s major interest. I am already so glad I have made the choice of keeping track of my approaches. I know already what I need to work on.
I go out to the rooftop smoking area for a cigarette. Some drunk guy mentions how I look like a younger version of the lead singer from some band. I laugh it off and have a seat.
Girl Approach me #1
Blonde 6. Probably 21-23. She opens:
Her: “Hey you were at that bar the other night…”
Me: “Yeah so and so bar, you asked me where I was from.”
Her: “Are you here by yourself again?”
Me: “I’m out with friends tonight"
Her: Puts Hawaiian lei around my neck she had been given at entry. Kisses me on forehead. Starts walking away from smoking area
Me: Forcefully grab her hand and pull her back into me from the crowd. She’s standing up above me, I’m still sitting down. She gives me very sultry eye contact. I tell her I don’t want the lei
Her: “It’s a gift” Walks away back inside.
She is obviously keen as hell, but I still feel like I’m not talking to as attractive a girl as I should be. I think she is a guarantee for later at this stage.
I finish my cigarette and head towards the dance floor again
Girl Approaching me #2
Very pretty faced brunette 6 with a bit extra cushion for the pushin. She looks European. She strokes me on the shoulder as I walk past and opens:
Her: “Wow you’re so tall!”
Me: “Yeah I get that a lot”
Her: “Haha I bet”
Me: Deciding if I should continue walking back to the dance floor. I remind myself that I’m out to get laid tonight, anything else is a failure. I continue. “You’re quite short though” I stroke her hair
Her: “Haha I know. Well compared to you!”
Me: “Are you French?”
Her: “I am! How did you guess?”
Me: “You have a very French bone structure. But the accent is a dead giveaway.”
Her: “Haha what is your name?”
Me: “Prof Ligate, and you?
Her: Blah blah
I remember the mistake I made earlier with the fucking nice to meet you bullshit at the beginning of the night so I push forward conversationally and we talk about travel for about 10 minutes or so. After a lull in conversation I look deeply in her eyes for a bit
Her: “I have to tell you though Prof Ligate, I’m here with my boyfriend”
So yeah fucked up here. I think I’m just rusty. It was always going to take a few approaches before I got in the groove. I head back inside from the smokers finally and go back to the dance floor.
Approach #4
I make eye contact with a tall blonde 18-20 grooving away on the dance floor. A little bit extra on her. She’s literally just on the line of what I would consider bangable. A low 6/ high 5 . I open:
Me: “You look like youre having the most fun here out of anyone.”
Her: “I am now” Pulls me in by the waist and we start grinding.
Some bullshit chit chat for a while. Then we start making out. Her brunette slightly cuter looking friend taps me on the shoulder after a while with a concerned look on her face. Cockblock .. dammit.
Friend: “If I tip some of my vodka from my flask into your beer, can I have a sip?”
Fucking hell man. Uni students. I agree to her request.
After about another 5-10 minutes of dancing I take the blonde with me to get drinks. Looking back this really wasn’t necessary at all. We get drinks, have a bit of more bullshit talk … and then she suggests we go have a smoke. The smoking area is packed so I suggest we go outside the bar and onto the street. She agrees. She takes a seat sitting on a chair outside. We kiss for a bit and then her friends come out. “Where have you guys been?” Dammit.
Turns out the girl that recognised me from the other night is part of her group of friends. I tease this girl about it and she responds really well then asks me if I play in a band. In the group there is girl from other night blonde 6, short brunette vodka-flask-girl 6 and extremely disinterested brunette 7.
The girl I was making out with is drunk as hell. She rings her guy-friend who is travelling in Scotland. I don’t want to bang this girl anymore.
The short brunette offers me more vodka out of the flask. I agree, trying to win the group over. The disinterested girl of the group suggests we should all go over to this dive bar that I frequent. Everyone is in agreement. We all go.
I start talking to the girl who recognised me from the other night:
Her: “You know I started talking to you the other night because I thought you were Swedish. You look very Swedish. Why can’t you be Swedish…”
Me: “I get that I look foreign a lot. You go to bars to meet Swedish men then or what?”
Her: “I guess. I like foreign guys. I really want to travel.”
This girl is obviously a bit of a slut I’ve realised by now, but she’s just attractive enough for me not to care. I talk to the other girls in the group for a bit and then go back to her. She grabs and starts holding my hand as we arrive at the next bar. As I write this I realise I probably should have isolated her then.
We all go in. Get drinks. I go to the toilet and lose them all for a couple of minutes before I find the three girls besides the girl I made out with sitting in the outside area at a table. The flask girl seems really interested in talking to me suddenly. The disinterested brunette is playing on her phone, the girl from the other night looks on kind of jealously I think.
I really want to like the flask girl as she seems kind of sweet, but she is talking absolute shit. Something about guinea pigs and how much she likes them. She is 18 and very drunk. I kind of tease her about it (like really really subtly) and she gets offended like I just killed her guinea pig with a boot or something. She says “I don’t like you” and tells me to go away. The blonde seems kind of annoyed with her friend and tries to convince her friends to get up and leave for the dance floor. I have had enough by now so I just leave the table and say goodbye. I go upstairs to meet with my housemate who was out tonight as well. Cue to the dance floor.
Approach #5
Blonde hipster/ student age 7. Looks foreign, dancing with an uglier friend. I open her:
Me: “Let me guess .. you’re German”
Her: “Ja, how’d you guess!” She smiles
Me: “You have a very German bone structure. Dead give away”
Her: “Haha” Looks at friend and keeps dancing
I cut off the interaction. It is getting late (about 2am now) and I want to get laid, so I don’t have time to waste on half interested girls.
Approach #6
Tall brunette hipster 6.5. Dancing. Clearly on MDMA. I tap her on the arm twice and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here out of anyone”
Her: Nods. Smiles politely. Grooves to the other side of the half empty dance floor. Waste of time.
Approach #7
Two very young 8 hipster chicks, dancing together. Both my exact type. I tap the blonde twice on the arm, get both of their attention and open:
Me: “You guys look like you’re having the most fun here out of anyone”
Them: Awkwardly smiling… “yeah, we are…”
I cut off the interaction.
Approach #9
6 blonde sitting on a barstool looking at the dance floor. Nice face but average body. I go up to her and open:
Me: “You look like you’re having the most fun here”
Her: “You’re very funny”
Me: “No really, I feel like this is where the party is really happening. Sitting on barstools watching other people have fun…”
Her: She gives a wry smile. “What’s your name?”
Me: “I’m Prof Ligate, and you?”
Her: “I’m blah blah. So what do you do PL?”
Me: “I’m 22 years old, I don’t think it really matters what I do, right?”
Her: Laughing. “I guess you’re right. You’re not going to ask what I do?”
Me: “It’s probably something boring you don’t want to talk about anyway”
Her: “You’re really good at guessing. Work has been terrible lately.”
Me: I bring her head down to lean against my arm and start stroking her hair.
We chat for a bit longer and it turns out she’s 31. We kiss for a bit then return to my housemate. He says I should go back to pursue her but I wasn’t up for a 31 year old when I’m trying to improve my quality.
An old female friend of mine comes up to my mate and I. The three of us head outside into the beer garden part of the bar.
Girl Approach #3
Some guy is talking to two tubby 4s and one of them mentions how well I’m dressed. I come over to them and sarcastically tell them to feel the fabric of my knitted blazer. They do so then one of them mentions I’m a bit sociopathic. I kill time talking to them for a minute until I see a pretty girl walk by.
Approach #10
Very tall baby faced brunette 7 with skinny small-waisted body... Kate Moss-y… seems like she’s about to head for the exit. I tap her twice on the shoulder as she walks past:
Me: “You’re very tall”
Her: “I know, I’m 186cm. And you are a gorgeous man.”
Me: “Thank you. I saw you were about to leave, you should stay here and hang out for a bit longer”. I put my hand around her waist
Her: “I need to go tell my friend. Please stay here and wait for me”
Me: Pull her into me by the waist. “Don’t keep me waiting long.” I let her leave. I assume she will come back
I wait for about 5 minutes, to the point where I’m actually wondering if she’s ditched, but she does return with her gay best friend who has clearly had a lot of MDMA.
We talk about travel for a while and turns out she’s 19. She grabs my face and brings it in to hers and we start making out. I suggest we go for the couch on the other side of the bar. She agrees. I sit on the couch and she starts mounting me and forcing my hands onto her breasts. I suggest we leave. She agrees.
We go outside the bar and she says she has to find her friend again. Fucking hell. My housemate has followed us outside and we chat for a bit, then I realise I’ve lost her again. My housemate points to her tending to her gay friend on the ground leaning against something. I go over and round them up.
Me: “Let’s all go back to mine”
Her: “Don’t think I’m just some slut now, I’ve only ever slept with like 3 guys.”
Me: “Come on. Let's go.”
Her: “Okay.. we’ll come”
All four of us get in a cab back to our place. My housemate gets the spare mattress out for the gay friend and she tells him that she’s “… going to go into the room here and fuck.” He says “aw I don’t want to sleep on the floor again”. He goes home.
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Summary:
10 Approaches
0 Numbers
0 Dates
1 Notch
I think I’m falling into the hole again of not approaching attractive enough girls. I shouldn’t be settling for less so easily, and from what I have read if I’m not getting blow-outs then I’m not trying hard enough with prettier girls. I had fun on this night but I think I just got lucky by my looks again with a sexually depraved teenager. Continuing interactions and having interesting things to say seem to be an issue for me. Most of the time the girl will do most of the talking. Any constructive criticism will be highly appreciated
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