I Want To Go Buy A Cigar

The last 5 or so girls I hooked up with, I just felt “blah” about. I was mildly attracted to them, and there was a lot of alcohol involved. But in this LR, the girl made a sober effort to be in my area and see me. And during the sex, she held onto me with emotion. It was different. It reminded me of what we get into this for: hooking up with attractive girls, but girls that actually like you for you. Girls that care.

2 weeks ago the RSD boys and myself were out. It’s a Thursday, which is better than Tuesdays, I think. There is a different vibe there.

I see a chubby girl in a 3 set looking at me. I don't go for it. In my mind, I think that I might be the type of her hotter friend. Later in the night I see the cute girl looking for her friends. I tap her on the shoulder and say I know where her friends are. I point, and continue to be charming. I take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. We dance. She is hardcore French, so we have trouble talking. I just dance with lots of eye contact and facial expressions to communicate.

We vibe, have a moment, and grind. We like each other. I spend the rest of the night trying to pull her, but it’s not going down. Her fat friends constantly tell me she is not gonna fuck me so I should just give up. I keep my cool and eventually win the fatties over. They are acutely pretty cool when I get to know them.

They all go to smoke, and I follow them outside and talk with them in my bad French. She tells her friend that she likes how we are in sync when we move on the dance floor. We all vibe and then go back inside. I isolate my girl and we kiss – I never make out anymore, it's bad. I call in a friend to wing. The fatties love him.

I try to pull my girl repeatedly. I tell her, “I wanna sleep with you, do you want to sleep with me?” She hesitates and says, “Maybe, but I can't.” This goes on for 30 more minutes and they all leave. I get my jacket and try to leave with them. That usually works, but no luck this time. My wing says that the fatties told my cute girl to leave with me. Damn …

I add everyone on Facebook and invite them all to my house party as friends. They can't make it. Too bad. I spend the next 2 weeks building an emotional relationship and connection over phone calls with her. Not much text. Text is flash game – it's much harder to relate.

Using an idea I got from Jeffy, I text all my girls no more then 8 hours before I want to see them on Sunday night. She is down to come with her friends but has no cash. It's 1 AM. I offer to pay taxi and I bribe them with booze, but they don’t come. She says tomorrow night. I get her to confirm, and text her through Monday.

Monday night comes and she says she is going somewhere with 5 friends. I feel like I've got a 30% chance of pulling her from her friends. My wing agrees and rolls with me. We arrive at the venue, and I pick up and spin hug my girl. We greet her friends and all go inside. Some more of their guy friends come. It’s a bit odd, but I am nice to everyone and plow through it.

I sit next to my girl and chat about school, work, and passions in an intimate way. We are vibing, then all her drunk friends want to go dance. They drag my girl off. I try to dance with her, but she wont re-engage me. I talk with my wing about all the ways I'm trying to pull her. I ask her to come to another bar for a drink. She asks why. I tell her I wanna play pool. She says maybe. Arghhhh.

She finally decides to go smoke with friends, and I talk about how I wanna buy a cigar. Somehow I convince her to go to the store with me. She makes sure her friends approve.

We walk up the hill to my place while I keep her buying temperature high. I get her to teach me bad words in French, etc. We get outside my place, and I pull her by the wrist upstairs. She ask where we are, and I say we are getting a drink. She says she needs to pee. I show her the toilet. While she is in the bathroom I pull out the wine.

She gets out and I pour her a glass, and I give her the most silly tour of our house possible ... basically making everything in the house a joke. I bring her to the terrace. Up against the rail we talk, I rub her a little. I ask her if she is a good kisser, and what makes a good kiss. She tells me and I share my thoughts. I tell her kissing is important because it lets you know if the sex is going to be any good. We kiss.

We walk around on the terrace and I show her the view. Then I ask her if I can show her something, and I kiss her neck. I rub her tits, we make out a bit, and I bring her inside the house. I bring her to my room, and kiss her. With the door open. I think this is important. Escalate at your house outside your room, so she doesn’t freak-out when you start kissing in your room.

Anyway she is the one who closes the door, and reaches for my pants. We make it.

Afterwards I walk her back to the club with her friends. Its 1:30am.