Donkey Drawers
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So I went to a concert at the local watering hole. A chick was sitting alone and I approached. What I didn't know was that her boyfriend was playing pool. This is a higher level of difficulty than I'm used to! Anyway, we hit off, did some dancing with her. Eventually her boyfriend comes to the table. She leaves to go to the restroom or something. For some bizarre reason, he tells me they're exes. So, I actually start asking him for advise. "You know this woman better than I do, what's my next move?" "Wait for a slow dance and ask her to dance." That works well. Anyway, eventually the boyfriend leaves. The HB suggests we go to breakfast at Perkins. Perfect! It doesn't get any easier than this. And she's driving. First date on zero day.
As we're walking out to the parking lot, the boyfriend pops up from the bushes like a Jack in the box. So, the three of us to to Perkins. He had to ride in the back. I had number closed earlier. After a few days I texted her and we set up a date to go riding on my tandem bicycle on Friday. If you don't know about the tandem, it is an excellent dating tool. Most women like to be lead (including this one) and on the tandem, anything else is a mechanical impossibility. I'm the Captain, in front, controlling brakes, steering, etc. As the Stoker, all she can do is sit in the back and pedal, and provide stimulating convo. So this goes well. She has to work from 2-8 so I let her go with a nice hug.
Later she texts me that she would like to go for a beer when she gets off work and do I know of any good music in town? So we go to Oskar Blues and check out a band. Not much dancing. I suspected her legs were hurting from the big hill on Bowen St. Anyway, we close the place and go back to my place. Things are going well. We wind up on my bed, and I get her top and bra off (and was very pleased with what I saw). When I tried to unbutton her pants, I started encountering serious LMR. This is where it all went wrong. I KNOW how to deal with LMR. Unfortunately, I chose to not follow my training. I had started to develop feelings for this girl, and I didn't want to game her. Just be Mr. Nice Guy. Big mistake. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. After a couple hours I was basically just begging her for sex. The most pathetic AFC performance you can imagine. At 3:30 AM she gets up, puts her clothes on, and goes home. D'oh!
By text, I schedule a hiking date for Sun. On Sun. she cancels. On Mon., I get the LJBF text. D'oh!
The moral of the story is, don't fall off your game. No matter how much you think you are in love, how much she is into you, you must still maintain good game. It's like in the military or the police or fire, when you are in a difficult or perilous situation, you DON'T improvise. You fall back on your training.
As we're walking out to the parking lot, the boyfriend pops up from the bushes like a Jack in the box. So, the three of us to to Perkins. He had to ride in the back. I had number closed earlier. After a few days I texted her and we set up a date to go riding on my tandem bicycle on Friday. If you don't know about the tandem, it is an excellent dating tool. Most women like to be lead (including this one) and on the tandem, anything else is a mechanical impossibility. I'm the Captain, in front, controlling brakes, steering, etc. As the Stoker, all she can do is sit in the back and pedal, and provide stimulating convo. So this goes well. She has to work from 2-8 so I let her go with a nice hug.
Later she texts me that she would like to go for a beer when she gets off work and do I know of any good music in town? So we go to Oskar Blues and check out a band. Not much dancing. I suspected her legs were hurting from the big hill on Bowen St. Anyway, we close the place and go back to my place. Things are going well. We wind up on my bed, and I get her top and bra off (and was very pleased with what I saw). When I tried to unbutton her pants, I started encountering serious LMR. This is where it all went wrong. I KNOW how to deal with LMR. Unfortunately, I chose to not follow my training. I had started to develop feelings for this girl, and I didn't want to game her. Just be Mr. Nice Guy. Big mistake. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. After a couple hours I was basically just begging her for sex. The most pathetic AFC performance you can imagine. At 3:30 AM she gets up, puts her clothes on, and goes home. D'oh!
By text, I schedule a hiking date for Sun. On Sun. she cancels. On Mon., I get the LJBF text. D'oh!
The moral of the story is, don't fall off your game. No matter how much you think you are in love, how much she is into you, you must still maintain good game. It's like in the military or the police or fire, when you are in a difficult or perilous situation, you DON'T improvise. You fall back on your training.
