This is the lay with the brazilian girl that I met last weekend. I said in my last entry that it was basically a done deal....that it would be an easy lay. Well...it was pretty easy but less easier than I thought. I'm writing this LR despite that the fact that she was really into me since last week. That's because it has a funny story involved, and I feel like it can give value to other guys reading this with the lessons I learned from it.
I drove up from NY to CT at about 10pm saturday night. I meet up with her and her friends for a birthday. Our night starts right back up from where it did last weekend.....were touching each other....were hookin up all night. She doesn't speak English well, so I spent the majority of the night physically connecting with her. This has just been a phenomial experience in my time gaming. It's just amazing how two people can truly connect without the same language.
Throughout the night, little congruence tests come at me. During the night, she tells me that shes not coming over to my hotel room tonight (I planned on staying at Holiday Inn for the night). I just look her deeply in the eyes, and with a smile respond back "Ok...fine with me". She's a little shocked over it....guessing that I would react badly to her comment. I pass her tests tonight with flying colors.
Her friend is chatting up another guy and trying very hard to get with him. He makes out with her a little, but he's not leading this anywhere. I'm thinking to myself....this very attractive brazilian wants you so badly....come on....you cant fuck this up.
We are making out all night having a blast. All I need is more leading and logistics to send this one out of the park. When the bar lights come up, and it's time for us to leave....I need to bring her, her brazilian friend, and the dude she's with me, and to drop them off at their places.
It's when we're leaving when she says that she wants to hang out with me longer at my room, so I drop off the friend and the dude first. BUT, with my luck....it isnt just a normal car drive. I'm crusing down I95 South, when I start smelling smoke. I'm thinking OMG...this cant be happening to me right now....I hope it either passes or no one notices except for me. Ofcourse....a minute, the dude is like "ummmm....I smell smoke man". So I start to get off the exit to where I need to go when suddently the guy is like "HOLY SHIT DUDE....THERE"S A FIRE IN YOUR CAR!"
I look back, and see smoke coming up from the backseat floor of the car. I'm absolutely freaking out inside wondering what the fuck is going on. Once I get out of the car, I check around the floor to see a lighter. Appearantly what happened was that he mustve somehow lit up the lighter with his shoe when he was sitting down in the back. Once I see this, I start laughing my ass off......this is the type of shit that happens to me a lot. This couldntve been an easy pull ofcourse...my fuckin car has to light on fire.
All while this is going on....there's two brazilian girls in my car who hardly speak english not knowing what the fuck is going on or what I'm saying. Despite that ruckus in my car....I tell myself that I need to just laugh this off and remain calm, I don't want to fuck up the mood.
So finalllyyyyy...I drop off the guy and the brazilian friend, and drive to the holiday inn and get a room.
When we finally get the room (the guy took forever....horrible), I throw her on the bed and start hardcore making out with her. This goes on for a little bit, but she stops. I sense that she's really nervous for some reason because I think she knows that this is going down.
She gets up to go to the bathoom, and I just lay down and watch some tv. When she comes back, she lays on top of me, and reinitates making out. Now this time....she's grinding me hard and she gets really into it. We're going at it for a while, and then I start to finger her. It's all going well...and things start to get really hot when all of a sudden, she takes my hand off her vag and SHUTS DOWNNNNN completely. She literally just turns over....closes her eyes.....and says that she's sleepy.
I'm thinking...fuck....why is she killing the mood for? Like...she's ruining the flow of everything....it's not right. But for some reason, I dont care if this goes down. I'm disappointed inside, but I stay unreactive. Instead, I take her real close and start cuddling with her. She starts telling me that she wants to go. I tell her okay...but then she stops me and says "I mean that I really want to stay with you.....Idk...I'm confused". I look her straight in the eye and say "listen...if you want to go, then I'll drop you off....If you want to stay, then stay....whatever is fine with me". She's just extremely nervous about this whole thing, but she really wants it to happen. In this case, I think I did the right thing. I needed to make her extrememly comfortable, and to make it seem like I'm not forcing her to do anything, which I wasnt.
We end up watching Deal or No Deal, for a few minutes and she initates the making out again. This time I throw her on top of me, and we start really going at it. This time around, I buckle her pants with no resistance, and GLORY ENSUES :-)
Note: Throughout the night, I start to gather up that she's really shy despite the fact that she's extremely comfortable with me and really passionate. She has a hard time looking me straight in the eye a lot and she blushes a lot, which kinda bothers me, but I also think it's pretty cute. Because i had this pretty much on lock down unless I really was stupid....all I needed to do was create huge amounts of comfort and no gaming. Qualification was key as well...as she really needed to know that I really liked her (and I do) considering she really liked me. I think she wanted to make sure that I was the real deal. Even later on in the night, when I'm driving her home, she asks me if I still like her. I realized how important qualification is in game. Girls love sex, but they need to know that they're with a man who truly appreciates them, or else they feel like trash. There are girls out there that just want to fuck, and dont care about thatshit....but for the other classy girls out there...qualification is extremly important...and I'm finding out each weekend how important it is.
The fire in my car really fucked more with my head than I wanted it to, but (I'm reaching far out here) I feel like it was a test to see if I could keep it all together, which I did.
This was also my first taste of token resistance. I realized that was going on right when we were watching Deal or No Deal, and just the fact that I knew what was happening really put me more at ease. At that point, it was on...but I didnt know how long it would take me to score.