Mr Wright
Master Don Juan
After last weeks antics I went out the other night full of confidence. I went to a party, then onto a bar.
I walk into the room(fashionably late) and have a quick look and there are 3 potentials. I only go after girls I perceive to be on my level these days and these 3 stood out. The rest of the girls, maybe 10-12 of them were plumpers or plain Jane's. I run my usual game in these situations which is to ignore them and chat to the guys, then wait until later in the night to make a move. The first of these girls is your classic hot girl, brunette, curvy with that hot girl bitchy attitude. The second girl, her friend isn't as hot but still very fückable, great rack. The last girl is blonde, with a Scandinavian and looked pretty much like this. She was dressed much better than the other girls and I could have stared at her all night. She was talking to a guy I didn't know who wasn't bad looking but I was unsure of their relationship. So they are the contenders.
We're all chilling, there's a bit of chat, a few of the plain Jane's throw a couple of signs of interest but I'm not here for them. About 10 minutes before we leave for the club, the Scandinavian looking girl makes a comment across the room about me, I didn't really hear but I gave her a quizzical look and get on with my conversation. So we get to the bar, and we get some drinks in. At this point, I'm thinking about which girl I'm going to go for first and the little Scandinavian comes up to me and introduces herself and clings onto my arm. I smirk to myself. Game on. She must have been a little tipsy because she proceeded to tell me that she had noticed me back at the house and thought I looked "so relaxed and that I didn't give a fück about anything." I tell her she's right. I take her somewhere a little more quiet. She tells me she thinks I'm good looking, I feel like telling her she was the most beautiful creature I'd seen in a while but I don't. I then basically run a little bit of a cold read on her and she tells me no one has read her like that before and it's on. She tells me she's leaving soon because she has work in the morning. I take her number and arrange a date. Then something fücking weird happens, she starts to get quite weird and basically flips out over nothing. I walk away confused, no time for that.
A little later in the night I see the girl with rack by the bar and go to talk to her. She asks me where my blonde friend is with a cheeky smile. I just laugh. She then tells that I'm too good for the other girl and that I'm hot. Recurring theme, drunk girls speak the truth
she then goes and drops a few more compliments and all seems fine. I take her by the hand and lead her away somewhere else. We go face to face, I pull her in by the hips and she responds as I expect but when I go to kiss her I get the head turn. I sort of laugh to myself because this happened last weekend and it meant nothing in the long run. She then tells me she has a boyfriend. Hmmm all the previous signs pointed towards a girl who would be ready to fück but because some of her friends are there and the social pressure of it all, it looks like a hard ask. I try to kiss her again but she's not having it even though she's there holding my hand. She admits that she's already crossed a line and I just walk away. Frustrating.
The last girl, the classic hot girl is annoying. Later on she starts talking to me and acting flirty but I can tell it's a form of manipulation to get something. She'd do things like leave a hand a little too long on my shoulder or have lingering eye contact. My suspicions were confirmed when she followed me to the bar and asked me to buy her a drink. I laughed and left. I approached the other who take my fancy in the bar, made out with one of them, took a few numbers. But nothing stuck, I couldn't find a girl to leave with, which was annoying but that's life. You escalate and that's all you can do as a man. I still feel really good though because the gym work and fashion improvement has really paid off to the point where hot girls are actually approaching me or giving clear signals of interest. I'm looking forward to the next few years
I walk into the room(fashionably late) and have a quick look and there are 3 potentials. I only go after girls I perceive to be on my level these days and these 3 stood out. The rest of the girls, maybe 10-12 of them were plumpers or plain Jane's. I run my usual game in these situations which is to ignore them and chat to the guys, then wait until later in the night to make a move. The first of these girls is your classic hot girl, brunette, curvy with that hot girl bitchy attitude. The second girl, her friend isn't as hot but still very fückable, great rack. The last girl is blonde, with a Scandinavian and looked pretty much like this. She was dressed much better than the other girls and I could have stared at her all night. She was talking to a guy I didn't know who wasn't bad looking but I was unsure of their relationship. So they are the contenders.
We're all chilling, there's a bit of chat, a few of the plain Jane's throw a couple of signs of interest but I'm not here for them. About 10 minutes before we leave for the club, the Scandinavian looking girl makes a comment across the room about me, I didn't really hear but I gave her a quizzical look and get on with my conversation. So we get to the bar, and we get some drinks in. At this point, I'm thinking about which girl I'm going to go for first and the little Scandinavian comes up to me and introduces herself and clings onto my arm. I smirk to myself. Game on. She must have been a little tipsy because she proceeded to tell me that she had noticed me back at the house and thought I looked "so relaxed and that I didn't give a fück about anything." I tell her she's right. I take her somewhere a little more quiet. She tells me she thinks I'm good looking, I feel like telling her she was the most beautiful creature I'd seen in a while but I don't. I then basically run a little bit of a cold read on her and she tells me no one has read her like that before and it's on. She tells me she's leaving soon because she has work in the morning. I take her number and arrange a date. Then something fücking weird happens, she starts to get quite weird and basically flips out over nothing. I walk away confused, no time for that.
A little later in the night I see the girl with rack by the bar and go to talk to her. She asks me where my blonde friend is with a cheeky smile. I just laugh. She then tells that I'm too good for the other girl and that I'm hot. Recurring theme, drunk girls speak the truth
she then goes and drops a few more compliments and all seems fine. I take her by the hand and lead her away somewhere else. We go face to face, I pull her in by the hips and she responds as I expect but when I go to kiss her I get the head turn. I sort of laugh to myself because this happened last weekend and it meant nothing in the long run. She then tells me she has a boyfriend. Hmmm all the previous signs pointed towards a girl who would be ready to fück but because some of her friends are there and the social pressure of it all, it looks like a hard ask. I try to kiss her again but she's not having it even though she's there holding my hand. She admits that she's already crossed a line and I just walk away. Frustrating.The last girl, the classic hot girl is annoying. Later on she starts talking to me and acting flirty but I can tell it's a form of manipulation to get something. She'd do things like leave a hand a little too long on my shoulder or have lingering eye contact. My suspicions were confirmed when she followed me to the bar and asked me to buy her a drink. I laughed and left. I approached the other who take my fancy in the bar, made out with one of them, took a few numbers. But nothing stuck, I couldn't find a girl to leave with, which was annoying but that's life. You escalate and that's all you can do as a man. I still feel really good though because the gym work and fashion improvement has really paid off to the point where hot girls are actually approaching me or giving clear signals of interest. I'm looking forward to the next few years
