THE FORUMS
Saturday Part 2
I leave the hot brunette's house at like 1:00 AM and I'm like 10 miles from home. I run a few blocks over to the main street and find a cab.
Get back to downtown about 1:30. Somehow manage to run into Adjunkie as soon as I get there. Can't get into any of the bars so we do street game.
It's funny approaching girls. All the while I'm thinking "if I shake her hand she doesn't know I've just had my fingers in some hot girl's pussy half an hour ago". lol, that's game for you. I try to stop a few girls walking without much luck, then open these two dirty blonde girls in front of the main lounge.
Mine won't talk or look at me at first. I hold the frame and she loosens up. We talk for 10 minutes or so while Adjunkie wings the friend. It goes pretty well for me but she ends up having a boyfriend. It's funny though, girls are literally shocked when a guy comes up to them and actually isn't weird, needy, creepy or obscene.
We walk the main stirp a bit more but don't find anything solid. A little after 2:00 we head back to my place and eat homemade apple sauce.
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Adjunkie gets a call from some girl at an afterhours club. We jump in his truck and go meet her and her two friends. One of the friends is a pretty cute blonde girl who's relatively drunk. She has that exact same ultra-sarcastic, nothing-but-shit-test attitude that so many German, Russian and Serbian girls seem to have. Really annoying to be honest.
We fit the 5 of us in Adjunkie's tiny, cluttered truck and drive back to my place. Adjunkie's girl is shitfaced. We pull up and I give the blonde girl a piggy back ride, carry her through the gate of the apartment complex and try to makeout with her. She tells me I got her name wrong, even though I didn't.
We get back into the apartment and Adjunkie takes his girl around the corner near my bed and does who knows what. I entertain the other two. I try to escalate with the blonde girl but she's not really having it. I could easily do it if we were alone, but can't seem to make anything happen with the friend there. Fine.
I put on some music and whenever there's a pause between songs we can hear Adjunkie and his girl. Friends don't seem to mind.
Blonde girl starts being dumb again and I have an amazing epiphany: I don't care if I fuck her.
I lay back on the couch and laugh to myself. I'm so used to just going into pickup mode whenever there's a girl around me who is attractive enough to have sex with that I don't even take a step back and think sometimes. I really have very little interest in having sex with her. I don't need anything from this girl. I don't even like this girl. I truly do not care.
It's actually somewhat of an empowering realization.
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Adjunkie comes out. He's pulling back to his place like a boss. Other girls are getting a cab.
It's 3:55 AM and I'm perfectly content with being alone. My life is fucking awesome. Whether or not I have sex with some relatively attractive bar skank has absolutely no impact on me.
Cheers
I leave the hot brunette's house at like 1:00 AM and I'm like 10 miles from home. I run a few blocks over to the main street and find a cab.
Get back to downtown about 1:30. Somehow manage to run into Adjunkie as soon as I get there. Can't get into any of the bars so we do street game.
It's funny approaching girls. All the while I'm thinking "if I shake her hand she doesn't know I've just had my fingers in some hot girl's pussy half an hour ago". lol, that's game for you. I try to stop a few girls walking without much luck, then open these two dirty blonde girls in front of the main lounge.
Mine won't talk or look at me at first. I hold the frame and she loosens up. We talk for 10 minutes or so while Adjunkie wings the friend. It goes pretty well for me but she ends up having a boyfriend. It's funny though, girls are literally shocked when a guy comes up to them and actually isn't weird, needy, creepy or obscene.
We walk the main stirp a bit more but don't find anything solid. A little after 2:00 we head back to my place and eat homemade apple sauce.
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Adjunkie gets a call from some girl at an afterhours club. We jump in his truck and go meet her and her two friends. One of the friends is a pretty cute blonde girl who's relatively drunk. She has that exact same ultra-sarcastic, nothing-but-shit-test attitude that so many German, Russian and Serbian girls seem to have. Really annoying to be honest.
We fit the 5 of us in Adjunkie's tiny, cluttered truck and drive back to my place. Adjunkie's girl is shitfaced. We pull up and I give the blonde girl a piggy back ride, carry her through the gate of the apartment complex and try to makeout with her. She tells me I got her name wrong, even though I didn't.
We get back into the apartment and Adjunkie takes his girl around the corner near my bed and does who knows what. I entertain the other two. I try to escalate with the blonde girl but she's not really having it. I could easily do it if we were alone, but can't seem to make anything happen with the friend there. Fine.
I put on some music and whenever there's a pause between songs we can hear Adjunkie and his girl. Friends don't seem to mind.
Blonde girl starts being dumb again and I have an amazing epiphany: I don't care if I fuck her.
I lay back on the couch and laugh to myself. I'm so used to just going into pickup mode whenever there's a girl around me who is attractive enough to have sex with that I don't even take a step back and think sometimes. I really have very little interest in having sex with her. I don't need anything from this girl. I don't even like this girl. I truly do not care.
It's actually somewhat of an empowering realization.
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Adjunkie comes out. He's pulling back to his place like a boss. Other girls are getting a cab.
It's 3:55 AM and I'm perfectly content with being alone. My life is fucking awesome. Whether or not I have sex with some relatively attractive bar skank has absolutely no impact on me.
Cheers
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Txt/phone game still needs some work.
I think there's two issues here, both of which stem from my initial interaction.
First, I tend to be very direct when I approach. Girls get attracted because of my vibe, eye contact and how I make them feel. When they get really into it, it's because of how I'm making them feel, not because I'm particularly funny or ridiculous -- although I can be at times. Being congruent with this doesn't translate well over text. Being ridiculous, over-the-top funny, etc doesn't fit the person they met and liked. At all. But what I'm doing isn't quite working either.
Second, it's somewhat rare for me to have long, drawn-out conversations. This is partially because I'm really direct, and partially because of logistics (friends, bar hoping, etc). Pretty common that the girl is really attracted, but there's not much connection (also the reason why I've been getting LMR lately).
Anyway, I'm working on these two things, but my phone game could certainly be a lot better. It's certainly improving because my game is improving (txting with 4-5 really hot girls right now), but actually getting the meet up has been tough.
Like anything, it'll come with time. I'm just excited that I'm starting to get consistent with girls that are so hot.
Cheers.
I think there's two issues here, both of which stem from my initial interaction.
First, I tend to be very direct when I approach. Girls get attracted because of my vibe, eye contact and how I make them feel. When they get really into it, it's because of how I'm making them feel, not because I'm particularly funny or ridiculous -- although I can be at times. Being congruent with this doesn't translate well over text. Being ridiculous, over-the-top funny, etc doesn't fit the person they met and liked. At all. But what I'm doing isn't quite working either.
Second, it's somewhat rare for me to have long, drawn-out conversations. This is partially because I'm really direct, and partially because of logistics (friends, bar hoping, etc). Pretty common that the girl is really attracted, but there's not much connection (also the reason why I've been getting LMR lately).
Anyway, I'm working on these two things, but my phone game could certainly be a lot better. It's certainly improving because my game is improving (txting with 4-5 really hot girls right now), but actually getting the meet up has been tough.
Like anything, it'll come with time. I'm just excited that I'm starting to get consistent with girls that are so hot.
Cheers.
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Very nice job, and nice reports.
Jealous.
Jealous.
Hey dude, awesome stuff! Your field reports are a good read, hows the IM going?
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@ Kyng - Thanks man.
@ Deified - Pretty much been ignoring my IM cause I'm feeling like I'm spending all my work energy on my job. Plus google is a testy bitch who keeps raping me on and off. I'm at about half of what I was at 2 months ago. Thinking of doing something that isn't so reliant on google, but that may be a few months off.
Anyway, thanks for the comment, glad you enjoyed reading this stuff :)
@ Deified - Pretty much been ignoring my IM cause I'm feeling like I'm spending all my work energy on my job. Plus google is a testy bitch who keeps raping me on and off. I'm at about half of what I was at 2 months ago. Thinking of doing something that isn't so reliant on google, but that may be a few months off.
Anyway, thanks for the comment, glad you enjoyed reading this stuff :)
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Friday
I think off nights are necessary to ground you a little bit. Otherwise I'd probably never come down off my "I'm a fuckning boss" high.
We head out to the normal spot and meet a lot of people. I chat with GameAndWatch and Knoxville for a bit, then go hit up these 3 girls standing near us. I figure they'll wing it for me but they hit on other girls instead.
I'm tired as fuck for various reasons and my game is garbage, but they're impressed by my ballsiness and after 5 minutes or so the two friends leave me alone with my girl. She's basically the definition of "cute". 5'2'', somewhat shy with glasses, a nice little body and a pretty face. I just stand there and talk with her for a good 15 or 20 minutes. Stall out a lot, ask chode questions, essentially zero game. I get the number though and we've been txting since then.
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Meet up with non-community friends. Some girl I went to college with is with them. She was actually a minor character in something I wrote on here like 3 years ago, at which point I thought she was the shit. I talk to her a bit this time. She's about an 8. Dumb as fuck. Drunk. Funny how your perception of girls changes as you get more abundance.
I get complacent. Feeling very chodey.
Cat and Converse show up and start tearing it up. Converse and I start looking for a 2 set to pull. He opens two girls walking and my girl is being a bitch, so Converse fucks with her. She gets a phone call and he yells at her to get off. She flips out and pushes him. You can tell she's never been fucked with before cause she's relatively hot. She's got the emotional maturity of a 4 year old.
>> Hanging around some of the other guys who are killing it, I've noticed I'm way too averse to any sort of tension. I tend to avoid confrontation at all costs unless I'm really in state (and even then it's mostly social pressure rather than people legitimately being pissed off). That's definitely an area where I need to make some progress. When Converse was assisting on a Jeffy BC, Jeff told him he just needed to "give even less of a fuck", and he's WAY ahead of me in that arena.
I get some cute blonde's number, but it's not even solid enough to call. We bounce to another spot.
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Converse and I hit up 3 girls on the street. I feel like my game is in power-saver mode. I'm exhausted and really in my head. Unfortunate too, because one of these girls is ridiculously hot.
Anyway, Converse plays it to the wire and ends up pissing them off a bit.
We go back to the main lounge and it kind of sucks. Maybe just my RAS though cause I'm in no-game mode.
Knoxville is talking to the blonde girl from the group Adjunkie and I pulled last Saturday. She's crying because her boyfriend yelled at her. lol.
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It's almost 1:00 at this point and me, Cat and Converse bail to go to another part of the city. We run into Urban and some other guys I haven't seen in months. It's crazy how much we've changed (the guys who actually go out). We hit up a few girls around them and blow their minds.
Cat is in deep with a hottie.
Converse and I bounce around to some other spots. I run into HBMajorPoliticalScandal from a long time ago and Converse wings the friend, who's number I got a long time ago. I pretty much just wing this one. My girl keeps looking over at Converse and commenting on how amazed she is that her friend is so into him. <3 game.
Cat almost pulls the hottie but no go. We all meet up and start walking back.
We're almost back to the car when Converse walks up to an SUV full of 5 girls and tells them to come with us. "Afterparty". They literally pull over and follow us back to his apartment.
They all get out of the car and we realize only one of them is cute. Cat swoops in on her first. We take them all up to the apartment and they start taking pictures and shit.
Converse is the first to say it: it's a logistical nightmare, and none of us want to take grenades. We kick them out about 10 minutes later lol.
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1. Main lesson for tonight was that there's never any harm in trying. 5 girls in a car at 2:30 AM = high percentage set? I don't think so. But hey, you never know.
2. Also, like I said in the beginning, off nights are an essential part of this too. They keep you humble. And in the case of this weekend, they make the good night seem even better ;)
Cheers
I think off nights are necessary to ground you a little bit. Otherwise I'd probably never come down off my "I'm a fuckning boss" high.
We head out to the normal spot and meet a lot of people. I chat with GameAndWatch and Knoxville for a bit, then go hit up these 3 girls standing near us. I figure they'll wing it for me but they hit on other girls instead.
I'm tired as fuck for various reasons and my game is garbage, but they're impressed by my ballsiness and after 5 minutes or so the two friends leave me alone with my girl. She's basically the definition of "cute". 5'2'', somewhat shy with glasses, a nice little body and a pretty face. I just stand there and talk with her for a good 15 or 20 minutes. Stall out a lot, ask chode questions, essentially zero game. I get the number though and we've been txting since then.
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Meet up with non-community friends. Some girl I went to college with is with them. She was actually a minor character in something I wrote on here like 3 years ago, at which point I thought she was the shit. I talk to her a bit this time. She's about an 8. Dumb as fuck. Drunk. Funny how your perception of girls changes as you get more abundance.
I get complacent. Feeling very chodey.
Cat and Converse show up and start tearing it up. Converse and I start looking for a 2 set to pull. He opens two girls walking and my girl is being a bitch, so Converse fucks with her. She gets a phone call and he yells at her to get off. She flips out and pushes him. You can tell she's never been fucked with before cause she's relatively hot. She's got the emotional maturity of a 4 year old.
>> Hanging around some of the other guys who are killing it, I've noticed I'm way too averse to any sort of tension. I tend to avoid confrontation at all costs unless I'm really in state (and even then it's mostly social pressure rather than people legitimately being pissed off). That's definitely an area where I need to make some progress. When Converse was assisting on a Jeffy BC, Jeff told him he just needed to "give even less of a fuck", and he's WAY ahead of me in that arena.
I get some cute blonde's number, but it's not even solid enough to call. We bounce to another spot.
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Converse and I hit up 3 girls on the street. I feel like my game is in power-saver mode. I'm exhausted and really in my head. Unfortunate too, because one of these girls is ridiculously hot.
Anyway, Converse plays it to the wire and ends up pissing them off a bit.
We go back to the main lounge and it kind of sucks. Maybe just my RAS though cause I'm in no-game mode.
Knoxville is talking to the blonde girl from the group Adjunkie and I pulled last Saturday. She's crying because her boyfriend yelled at her. lol.
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It's almost 1:00 at this point and me, Cat and Converse bail to go to another part of the city. We run into Urban and some other guys I haven't seen in months. It's crazy how much we've changed (the guys who actually go out). We hit up a few girls around them and blow their minds.
Cat is in deep with a hottie.
Converse and I bounce around to some other spots. I run into HBMajorPoliticalScandal from a long time ago and Converse wings the friend, who's number I got a long time ago. I pretty much just wing this one. My girl keeps looking over at Converse and commenting on how amazed she is that her friend is so into him. <3 game.
Cat almost pulls the hottie but no go. We all meet up and start walking back.
We're almost back to the car when Converse walks up to an SUV full of 5 girls and tells them to come with us. "Afterparty". They literally pull over and follow us back to his apartment.
They all get out of the car and we realize only one of them is cute. Cat swoops in on her first. We take them all up to the apartment and they start taking pictures and shit.
Converse is the first to say it: it's a logistical nightmare, and none of us want to take grenades. We kick them out about 10 minutes later lol.
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1. Main lesson for tonight was that there's never any harm in trying. 5 girls in a car at 2:30 AM = high percentage set? I don't think so. But hey, you never know.
2. Also, like I said in the beginning, off nights are an essential part of this too. They keep you humble. And in the case of this weekend, they make the good night seem even better ;)
Cheers
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Saturday
Fell in love a lil' bit tonight :) It's so fucking awesome what you get out of this game if you're consistent with it.
Cat and I head out around 10 and meet his civilian friend. We chill for a bit then get stamped and head over to the main lounge. It's kind of a slow night. Cat opens a bachelorette party and brings us in. He hits on the hot one but she ends up having a BF. I hit on the relatively cute one and she's all over my shit. Possible pull but it's early in the night.
Also, to mis-quote 50 cent: She look gooood, but I know I can do betta :))
I think I do one or two more. Definitely piggy-backed off Cat a bit tonight.
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We head back to the bar we got stamped at and Cat peels off and opens a hot two set. I look back and he motions me over.
"Hi, I'm matt :)"
This girl is fucking cute. 5'6'', skinny with a beautiful face and red highlights. She's not shy, but not loud and outgoing. Just laid back and confident --actually a bit like me.
I stare deep into her eyes and just talk. There's no need for "kino" or tactics. We have chemistry and we're in our own bubble, lost in each other's eyes. As I talk to her I get an odd feeling that I don't get a lot when I'm out: I actually really like this girl.
I'm not qualifying, not thinking about how I'm going to escalate or whether or not I deserve her, if she's hot enough (oh my god she is) or what needs to happen next. I'm just enjoying her, and her the same.
Cat's girl loves him too. Out of the corner of my eye I see them look over a few times and comment on us. Yes guys, we like each other :)
Cat buys everyone shots, then my girl goes to the bathroom for a few minutes. Civilian friends come over and I chat with them in the mean time.
My girl comes back. She smells amazing.
We pull them over to dance. We're each in our own little bubble of love.
It's absolutely awesome because the normal pickup thought process isn't there at all. I'm just legitimately enjoying being here with this girl. It's amazing because I'm sure there were plenty of other cute girls there, but I literally don't remember any other girl that was there. 100% in our bubble love, simply just enjoying each other.
I think that I should probably make out with her at this point. I decide I am enjoying myself and it will happen when I want it to.
I brush her hair aside, grab the side of a jaw gently and kiss her.
We dance around more. It's as much fun as it is sexual. I grab her sexy little hips and feel her thin waste. She grabs onto my hands as I feel her body. I press her up agaist the wall of the dance floor and makeout with her.
We head over to the bar and grab another drink, talk some more, bullshit. Cat takes his girl outside for a minute.
I dance with her by the tables just because I want to hold her body and smell her.
Cat and his girl come back in and they have the quick girl talk, which I assume went just like this:
Do you like him?
Hell yeah.
Do you?
Fuck yeah.
We are getting ready to go. My girl shit tests me about age (I think she was 26 or 27, looked like 22 or 23. I'm 24).
Her: How old do you think I am?
Me: I don't care how old you are.
Her: You're what? 23?
Me: No
Her: 24?
Me: Maybe
Her: You're 24.
I grab her around the waist, lean her backwards and kiss her again.
Her: Do you like girls that are older than you?
Me: Not specifically. But I like you.
Her: *knees buckle*
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We pull them outside. I seed wine at my place and start walking hand and hand with my girl. They don't question it at all.
We get way ahead of Cat and his girl. I think he's trying to pull to his place, but his girl has her stuff in my girl's purse. We get up into my apt and I press her against the wall and start kissing her again. Right as it starts to really escalate Cat calls me. They're outside.
I run down and let them in.
We open a wine bottle with kitchen scissors and we each have a glass. I sit down on the stairs with my girl, then pull her down and start kissing her again. I don't know this at the time, but Cat is doing dirty things to his girl over my kitchen sink about 5 feet away.
I pull my girl over to the bed and Cat turns up the music.
Shirts off. My girl is afraid Cat and his girl will walk in on us. Sweetie, you don't even want to know what terrible, terrible things Cat is doing to your friend right now.
I realize my wallet is out on the counter. I get up and flip the lights off and do a snatch and grab. Fortunately don't see anything too horrific ;P
I pull her pants off, she's soaking wet. For some reason I'm still a little too paranoid about LMR to really have my way with girls the first time.
I slip the condom on and start fucking her gorgeous little body. It's so fucking sexy when she moans. I love it when girls are super into it. After a few minutes of solid pounding and turn her over and fuck her doggy style, holding those sexy little hips and pressing her body against the wall. She moans again and I come.
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Girls need to be somewhere so we drive them home. Cat and his girl are snuggling in back like they fell in love. We drop them off and start heading back, commenting on how awesome our lives have become. Honestly being part of the community and meeting some of these guys has been one of the best decisions of my life. I'm so happy with where I'm at, and although I'm still on the journey for something better, to be honest, it's pretty motherfucking good right now.
Cheers, love you guys.
Fell in love a lil' bit tonight :) It's so fucking awesome what you get out of this game if you're consistent with it.
Cat and I head out around 10 and meet his civilian friend. We chill for a bit then get stamped and head over to the main lounge. It's kind of a slow night. Cat opens a bachelorette party and brings us in. He hits on the hot one but she ends up having a BF. I hit on the relatively cute one and she's all over my shit. Possible pull but it's early in the night.
Also, to mis-quote 50 cent: She look gooood, but I know I can do betta :))
I think I do one or two more. Definitely piggy-backed off Cat a bit tonight.
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We head back to the bar we got stamped at and Cat peels off and opens a hot two set. I look back and he motions me over.
"Hi, I'm matt :)"
This girl is fucking cute. 5'6'', skinny with a beautiful face and red highlights. She's not shy, but not loud and outgoing. Just laid back and confident --actually a bit like me.
I stare deep into her eyes and just talk. There's no need for "kino" or tactics. We have chemistry and we're in our own bubble, lost in each other's eyes. As I talk to her I get an odd feeling that I don't get a lot when I'm out: I actually really like this girl.
I'm not qualifying, not thinking about how I'm going to escalate or whether or not I deserve her, if she's hot enough (oh my god she is) or what needs to happen next. I'm just enjoying her, and her the same.
Cat's girl loves him too. Out of the corner of my eye I see them look over a few times and comment on us. Yes guys, we like each other :)
Cat buys everyone shots, then my girl goes to the bathroom for a few minutes. Civilian friends come over and I chat with them in the mean time.
My girl comes back. She smells amazing.
We pull them over to dance. We're each in our own little bubble of love.
It's absolutely awesome because the normal pickup thought process isn't there at all. I'm just legitimately enjoying being here with this girl. It's amazing because I'm sure there were plenty of other cute girls there, but I literally don't remember any other girl that was there. 100% in our bubble love, simply just enjoying each other.
I think that I should probably make out with her at this point. I decide I am enjoying myself and it will happen when I want it to.
I brush her hair aside, grab the side of a jaw gently and kiss her.
We dance around more. It's as much fun as it is sexual. I grab her sexy little hips and feel her thin waste. She grabs onto my hands as I feel her body. I press her up agaist the wall of the dance floor and makeout with her.
We head over to the bar and grab another drink, talk some more, bullshit. Cat takes his girl outside for a minute.
I dance with her by the tables just because I want to hold her body and smell her.
Cat and his girl come back in and they have the quick girl talk, which I assume went just like this:
Do you like him?
Hell yeah.
Do you?
Fuck yeah.
We are getting ready to go. My girl shit tests me about age (I think she was 26 or 27, looked like 22 or 23. I'm 24).
Her: How old do you think I am?
Me: I don't care how old you are.
Her: You're what? 23?
Me: No
Her: 24?
Me: Maybe
Her: You're 24.
I grab her around the waist, lean her backwards and kiss her again.
Her: Do you like girls that are older than you?
Me: Not specifically. But I like you.
Her: *knees buckle*
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We pull them outside. I seed wine at my place and start walking hand and hand with my girl. They don't question it at all.
We get way ahead of Cat and his girl. I think he's trying to pull to his place, but his girl has her stuff in my girl's purse. We get up into my apt and I press her against the wall and start kissing her again. Right as it starts to really escalate Cat calls me. They're outside.
I run down and let them in.
We open a wine bottle with kitchen scissors and we each have a glass. I sit down on the stairs with my girl, then pull her down and start kissing her again. I don't know this at the time, but Cat is doing dirty things to his girl over my kitchen sink about 5 feet away.
I pull my girl over to the bed and Cat turns up the music.
Shirts off. My girl is afraid Cat and his girl will walk in on us. Sweetie, you don't even want to know what terrible, terrible things Cat is doing to your friend right now.
I realize my wallet is out on the counter. I get up and flip the lights off and do a snatch and grab. Fortunately don't see anything too horrific ;P
I pull her pants off, she's soaking wet. For some reason I'm still a little too paranoid about LMR to really have my way with girls the first time.
I slip the condom on and start fucking her gorgeous little body. It's so fucking sexy when she moans. I love it when girls are super into it. After a few minutes of solid pounding and turn her over and fuck her doggy style, holding those sexy little hips and pressing her body against the wall. She moans again and I come.
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Girls need to be somewhere so we drive them home. Cat and his girl are snuggling in back like they fell in love. We drop them off and start heading back, commenting on how awesome our lives have become. Honestly being part of the community and meeting some of these guys has been one of the best decisions of my life. I'm so happy with where I'm at, and although I'm still on the journey for something better, to be honest, it's pretty motherfucking good right now.
Cheers, love you guys.
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I think if you arent 100% sure that shes being serious, then its probably LMR
Way to push it and expand your reality though
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