BPH
Master Don Juan
Remember this thread I made about how to message a girl to take the conversation off the dating apps?
Well, I've definitely got an update...
The past week has been surprisingly busy. My parents have been away in Las Vegas since last Saturday, leaving me to watch over the house and take care of the cat.
That same Saturday, I made out with a girl I met in West Chester, who I thought was coming home with me, but changed her mind at the last minute because she and her friend had to take care of a girl in their group who got kicked out of the bar. I think I mentioned her briefly in another thread about cold approaching.
Both Monday and Thursday, I had a girl that I hooked up with back in Ocean City some 6 or 7 years ago come over to drink and spend the night. We matched on Hinge, I think it was, and she had moved back home to Maryland from Colorado, so she was within a reasonable distance.
Anyway, to the actual story...
As I mentioned in that thread I linked above, I didn't have the most optimism when it came to meeting up with this girl. The fact that she wasn't free that weekend led me to believe that she'd probably lose interest as more time passes. Such is life. We'd had some back-and-forth conversations on Snapchat, and the original plan was that she thought she would be free on Wednesday.
Wednesday comes and goes, and I don't hear from her. I don't have the exact conversation because it's on Snapchat, where everything disappears, but I reached out to Thursday about how I didn't see her the night before (I truly don't remember what exactly I said). She was extremely exhausted, very apologetic about not being available that night, as she really thought she would be, and we made plans for Friday instead.
I still wasn't holding my breath, so during our Snapchat conversation, I decided to "test the waters" and sent her a shirtless mirror selfie after I got back from the gym and showered. She liked what she saw and told me she was going to save that picture, to which I replied, "Well, now I need a picture of you to save", to which she replied with a picture of her, topless, covering her nipples with her hands...so now I'm feeling much more confident.
Friday comes along. The girl I mentioned earlier had spent the night, so first I had to drive her back, get my workout in, and prepare for tonight. She lives about an hour away, near Philadelphia, and I assumed she lived at home based on the Snapchats she sent me, so I suggested a bar close to me, and that way she could spend the night if she was having a good time. She agreed...so now I'm feeling VERY confident.
I picked out a bar that I thought would be somewhat quiet, but it turned out to be pretty active since there was some game going on. She turns up, looks good, looks like her pictures she's been sending me, and we go inside. A couple of my friends are there, and it was pretty crowded, but we did find an open table, so I sat her down, went to the bar to order drinks, and sat back down with her. It turns out that she's done some modeling, mostly for Cartier, and the interviews she'd told me she had scheduled this week were for modeling gigs that she's hoping to win. She doesn't want to be a model long-term, because she understands looks are fleeting, and tells me how she really likes watches and would probably end up learning how to assemble them and do that once the modeling stuff is over. I also learned that the reason she blew me off on Wednesday was that her mom recently had brain surgery, so she's been looking after her.
I explain that I also live at home, which she's fine with, and after only a few drinks, she's ready to leave. Something happened for the first time that left me feeling absolutely mortified on the way out, though...my card was getting declined. I'd forgotten that I called my bank to raise the spending limit to pay a large bill, and it was not past midnight yet; that limit hadn't reset. She was waiting behind me, saw what was going on, and gave me her card to pay the tab. I was extremely apologetic, told her that's never happened before, but the entire time she was completely fine with it - she even offered to buy the 2nd drink before I even went to close out. Also, while out at the bar, I get a text from the girl I made out with last weekend, saying she's in town. I told her I hadn't heard back from her, so I made other plans, but that I should be free Saturday if she still wants to see me.
But enough of that...my date decides to leave her car in the lot and hops in with me to head to my place. She meets my cat, sees how messy and artistic my parents are, but takes it all in stride and says how she appreciates that my house and parents have "character" and that it's not just boring and bland like every other house.
Anyway, we very quickly get down to business...she doesn't care to watch Netflix in the living room or have another drink, she just asks if I want to take her to my bedroom, and whether I have condoms. She was very enthusiastic, which was fun, and we ended up having sex twice, with me apparently making her *** both times. The first time was with my fingers, the second time was during the sex itself. She told me she'd never *** like that before, and believed she had to be in a certain position on her stomach to achieve it - let alone that it was possible with just fingers.
I don't know how many times I have to say it, but guys...learn this f*cking skill...
After that, we were both pretty wiped out, and apparently I did a really good job because she's talking about wanting to see me again, saying that if she gets modeling gigs up in New York I have to come visit her, talking about how because of her work she has some luxury colognes she could get me for my upcoming birthday, etc. We end up cuddling for a bit before she passes out, and we both end up going to sleep pretty early and sleeping in pretty late.
In the morning, she was a bit hungover despite only having 2 drinks, so I got her some water and Tylenol. Once she was feeling a little better, she asked if I could take her to get coffee somewhere before bringing her back to her car. We went to Starbucks, and thankfully, my card worked this time, so we hung out there for a while and just chatted some more, mostly about how we would coordinate future plans.
After that, I brought her back to her car, she gave me a bunch of kisses goodbye, then started on her hour-long trip home. She Snapchatted me letting me know she got home safe, and has been back-and-forth with me since. She's currently out bowling with friends as I type this. It'll definitely be difficult to coordinate something unless one of us has the house to ourselves, but she was a very fun time in bed, so I'd definitely like to see her some more.
Also, the West Chester girl told me she could try to see me after some rodeo, but it looks like it's still going on, and I'll have to pick up my parents in a few hours, so I highly doubt that's happening. Which is perfectly fine...I've had a pretty active couple of days, so I'm fine with doing nothing for a change.
And that's my report, hope everybody's having a good Saturday.
Well, I've definitely got an update...
The past week has been surprisingly busy. My parents have been away in Las Vegas since last Saturday, leaving me to watch over the house and take care of the cat.
That same Saturday, I made out with a girl I met in West Chester, who I thought was coming home with me, but changed her mind at the last minute because she and her friend had to take care of a girl in their group who got kicked out of the bar. I think I mentioned her briefly in another thread about cold approaching.
Both Monday and Thursday, I had a girl that I hooked up with back in Ocean City some 6 or 7 years ago come over to drink and spend the night. We matched on Hinge, I think it was, and she had moved back home to Maryland from Colorado, so she was within a reasonable distance.
Anyway, to the actual story...
As I mentioned in that thread I linked above, I didn't have the most optimism when it came to meeting up with this girl. The fact that she wasn't free that weekend led me to believe that she'd probably lose interest as more time passes. Such is life. We'd had some back-and-forth conversations on Snapchat, and the original plan was that she thought she would be free on Wednesday.
Wednesday comes and goes, and I don't hear from her. I don't have the exact conversation because it's on Snapchat, where everything disappears, but I reached out to Thursday about how I didn't see her the night before (I truly don't remember what exactly I said). She was extremely exhausted, very apologetic about not being available that night, as she really thought she would be, and we made plans for Friday instead.
I still wasn't holding my breath, so during our Snapchat conversation, I decided to "test the waters" and sent her a shirtless mirror selfie after I got back from the gym and showered. She liked what she saw and told me she was going to save that picture, to which I replied, "Well, now I need a picture of you to save", to which she replied with a picture of her, topless, covering her nipples with her hands...so now I'm feeling much more confident.
Friday comes along. The girl I mentioned earlier had spent the night, so first I had to drive her back, get my workout in, and prepare for tonight. She lives about an hour away, near Philadelphia, and I assumed she lived at home based on the Snapchats she sent me, so I suggested a bar close to me, and that way she could spend the night if she was having a good time. She agreed...so now I'm feeling VERY confident.
I picked out a bar that I thought would be somewhat quiet, but it turned out to be pretty active since there was some game going on. She turns up, looks good, looks like her pictures she's been sending me, and we go inside. A couple of my friends are there, and it was pretty crowded, but we did find an open table, so I sat her down, went to the bar to order drinks, and sat back down with her. It turns out that she's done some modeling, mostly for Cartier, and the interviews she'd told me she had scheduled this week were for modeling gigs that she's hoping to win. She doesn't want to be a model long-term, because she understands looks are fleeting, and tells me how she really likes watches and would probably end up learning how to assemble them and do that once the modeling stuff is over. I also learned that the reason she blew me off on Wednesday was that her mom recently had brain surgery, so she's been looking after her.
I explain that I also live at home, which she's fine with, and after only a few drinks, she's ready to leave. Something happened for the first time that left me feeling absolutely mortified on the way out, though...my card was getting declined. I'd forgotten that I called my bank to raise the spending limit to pay a large bill, and it was not past midnight yet; that limit hadn't reset. She was waiting behind me, saw what was going on, and gave me her card to pay the tab. I was extremely apologetic, told her that's never happened before, but the entire time she was completely fine with it - she even offered to buy the 2nd drink before I even went to close out. Also, while out at the bar, I get a text from the girl I made out with last weekend, saying she's in town. I told her I hadn't heard back from her, so I made other plans, but that I should be free Saturday if she still wants to see me.
But enough of that...my date decides to leave her car in the lot and hops in with me to head to my place. She meets my cat, sees how messy and artistic my parents are, but takes it all in stride and says how she appreciates that my house and parents have "character" and that it's not just boring and bland like every other house.
Anyway, we very quickly get down to business...she doesn't care to watch Netflix in the living room or have another drink, she just asks if I want to take her to my bedroom, and whether I have condoms. She was very enthusiastic, which was fun, and we ended up having sex twice, with me apparently making her *** both times. The first time was with my fingers, the second time was during the sex itself. She told me she'd never *** like that before, and believed she had to be in a certain position on her stomach to achieve it - let alone that it was possible with just fingers.
I don't know how many times I have to say it, but guys...learn this f*cking skill...
After that, we were both pretty wiped out, and apparently I did a really good job because she's talking about wanting to see me again, saying that if she gets modeling gigs up in New York I have to come visit her, talking about how because of her work she has some luxury colognes she could get me for my upcoming birthday, etc. We end up cuddling for a bit before she passes out, and we both end up going to sleep pretty early and sleeping in pretty late.
In the morning, she was a bit hungover despite only having 2 drinks, so I got her some water and Tylenol. Once she was feeling a little better, she asked if I could take her to get coffee somewhere before bringing her back to her car. We went to Starbucks, and thankfully, my card worked this time, so we hung out there for a while and just chatted some more, mostly about how we would coordinate future plans.
After that, I brought her back to her car, she gave me a bunch of kisses goodbye, then started on her hour-long trip home. She Snapchatted me letting me know she got home safe, and has been back-and-forth with me since. She's currently out bowling with friends as I type this. It'll definitely be difficult to coordinate something unless one of us has the house to ourselves, but she was a very fun time in bed, so I'd definitely like to see her some more.
Also, the West Chester girl told me she could try to see me after some rodeo, but it looks like it's still going on, and I'll have to pick up my parents in a few hours, so I highly doubt that's happening. Which is perfectly fine...I've had a pretty active couple of days, so I'm fine with doing nothing for a change.
And that's my report, hope everybody's having a good Saturday.
