Does This Count ?

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This takes me back to when the doors of the game first began opening up to me. My biggest source of inspiration to go out and get some was the show “Keys to the VIP,” which we can all agree is practically worthless in terms of real seduction (besides the Cajun episode).

I was invited to this house party, and saw this blonde who was kinda chubby, and basically a 6 or 7. I figured, “Ok ! Time to game it up !” So I pulled off the most AFC bullshit ever, and somehow got to the point where she found me sort of cute, but said that I was too young (I had just turned 18 and she was 19 turning 20 or something, maybe 20-21, who cares), and basically the biggest loser. I tried to convince her that I was mature. Bear in mind that this all happened in a pool.

I quickly mumbled some statement begging for her number, and she responded with—and I quote (and it still makes me laugh to this day)—“Well, I want to see what else is around, and if I don't find anything better, I guess I could give it to you.” I almost jumped out of the pool to go get my phone, until she told me it wasn't going to happen.

Fast forward to this afternoon.

I walk into my exam and see this girl that actually approached me at the beginning of the semester. She is about a 7 for face (cute, but has Bugs Bunny front teeth, which annoys me ... it makes her look sort of like a chipmunk) but her body is like a 9. Her tits are the size of my head ! And I'm talking nice round ones, none of that saggy, baggy crap. Thin waist ... altogether a cute girl.

We made small talk and I just teased her nonstop, and finally added her on Facebook a few weeks back. I started Facebook teasing her (one thing I always do when a girl adds me is say, “Hey, thanks for the add ... do I know you ? :)”). She immediately responded and we joked around, and I accused her of trying to pick me up over Facebook. Turned out she had a boyfriend, and needless to say, he wasn't too happy. Now I'm not a fan of boyfriend destroyers or ruining relationships for fun, so I stayed away until now.

In any case, I walk into class, she watches me walk. I sit down. She looks up at me all the time. So I decide, “Fuck this.” I'm tired, I'm half sick, I look like shit, but I don't give a fuck. I sit next to her and see that she's drawn a flower, so I start making fun of her. She starts laughing and challenges me to draw a better one. I pretend to be a noob at this stuff (I was an Arts student for 5 years) and then I draw this crazy awesome rose and she just shuts up.

We finish our exams at the same time and both go to turn them in. Non-stop eye contact. I just go up to her and say, “Are you taking the subway ?” She says, “Yep,” and so I tell her “Ok, wait here.” I get my stuff and we walk down to the subway together. The conversation here is the most important part.

In between non-stop teasing, we talk about her boyfriend:

Now I don't do the whole cheating girlfriend thing. I was in a bad mood, and wanted to flirt to get my mind off things. What struck me about all this today was just how smoothly it all went. Just how far I've come. From the IOI where she's saying I'm gorgeous, which I believe is the first time I've ever been referred to as such, to me stopping near the bathroom and her subconsciously stopping with me (and taking a step with me). I looked like shit, I was tired and sick, but I could have kissed her right there, and maybe even fucked her ... hell of a change from the guy who ran out of a pool to get an ugly girl's number when she told me to wait and see if could find anything better first.

Cheers to the game ... the best thing that has ever happened to me.