I think I ran into a case of ASD (Anti-Slut defense). I'm interested to see what do you guys think. This transpired on Wednesday of last week, but this is the earliest I could post here. Note that I haven't had sex with this girl yet. But my plan was to close her that night.
Our final exams were last week and I asked the girl at the end of the weekend if she'd like to come over and hang out after our final physics exam on Wednesday night (we have the same class). She agreed and so it was all set up.
Wednesday night after the exam she comes on AIM and says, "If you don't have anything special in mind, I really want to see my friend xxx (her best girl friend) before we leave for the holidays." So she's flaking on me, it seems. I said, "Listen, you already made these plans with me and you've had time this week to see your friend. So it boils down to you either wanting to see me or not."
I reasoned out that she wasn't actually flaking on me, but that it was a shyt test or she was just forgetful or something. If it was a test then I must have passed it because she came back with "Oh no, I simply meant that maybe the three of us could hang out together." I told her that she should hang out with her friend and say goodbye or whatever for an hour or so and that I'd give her a call a little later.
I take care of some business and then call her back after an hour and a half and arrange a meeting. Told her to bring something to drink for us.
She comes over with the drink, we share a bit of cheesecake I had in the fridge, and then talk for a bit. Eventually I get bored of the convo (though it was going well and we were laughing and carrying on), and pull her close. She starts giggling, and then we start making out (as planned).
Flash forward 20 minutes later, she has been enjoying herself apparantly and went so far as to turn out the lights and turn off the television, take off her shoes, and close my shade (why would she do this if she weren't planning on hanging around for something good ;P ). By this time I've been kissing all over her body and have caressed her arms, back, stomach, neck, outer legs, and ass. I have not yet touched/kissed the Twin Towers, and I haven't gone near the Promised Land. Her shirt is like halfway off.
Her arms are crossed over the upper part of her stomach while she is laying on the bed. So while we're still kissing, I'm caressing the stomach and start to move upwards and encounter her arms.
I tease her that her arms are blocking progress. She says "Maybe I don't want you to touch me there, maybe I'm trying to be subtle". I come back with a C+F joke about our Physics teacher saying the same thing...at first! (This gets her laughing; We've got an ongoing joke about me sleeping with the teacher for an A.)
Anyway, I took it all to mean that I wasn't quite doing...enough for her to want me to touch her there. I figured I'd spend a little more time and get her heated up some.
Right after that she started whispering "It was my plan to be in bed by 11, I didn't expect it to be yours!". Which was funny, but then she started whispering between kisses that she needed to get home to bed so she could get some sleep for her drive home in the morning (she was going to get up at 8, I mean come on, why wouldn't she want some hot sex to end the semester and still get like 6-7 hours?).
She wasn't really making a move to leave at all though and we kept making out for another 10-15 minutes, though I didn't try to push any limits. Eventually I ended it myself (not her) and told her it really was time to get home. I turned lights on, she put shoes on, and I helped her get her coat on. Then I walked her almost back to her dorm (I had to stop at the store.) And that was it.
I wanted sex, got none. What happened here?!
Our final exams were last week and I asked the girl at the end of the weekend if she'd like to come over and hang out after our final physics exam on Wednesday night (we have the same class). She agreed and so it was all set up.
Wednesday night after the exam she comes on AIM and says, "If you don't have anything special in mind, I really want to see my friend xxx (her best girl friend) before we leave for the holidays." So she's flaking on me, it seems. I said, "Listen, you already made these plans with me and you've had time this week to see your friend. So it boils down to you either wanting to see me or not."
I reasoned out that she wasn't actually flaking on me, but that it was a shyt test or she was just forgetful or something. If it was a test then I must have passed it because she came back with "Oh no, I simply meant that maybe the three of us could hang out together." I told her that she should hang out with her friend and say goodbye or whatever for an hour or so and that I'd give her a call a little later.
I take care of some business and then call her back after an hour and a half and arrange a meeting. Told her to bring something to drink for us.
She comes over with the drink, we share a bit of cheesecake I had in the fridge, and then talk for a bit. Eventually I get bored of the convo (though it was going well and we were laughing and carrying on), and pull her close. She starts giggling, and then we start making out (as planned).
Flash forward 20 minutes later, she has been enjoying herself apparantly and went so far as to turn out the lights and turn off the television, take off her shoes, and close my shade (why would she do this if she weren't planning on hanging around for something good ;P ). By this time I've been kissing all over her body and have caressed her arms, back, stomach, neck, outer legs, and ass. I have not yet touched/kissed the Twin Towers, and I haven't gone near the Promised Land. Her shirt is like halfway off.
Her arms are crossed over the upper part of her stomach while she is laying on the bed. So while we're still kissing, I'm caressing the stomach and start to move upwards and encounter her arms.
I tease her that her arms are blocking progress. She says "Maybe I don't want you to touch me there, maybe I'm trying to be subtle". I come back with a C+F joke about our Physics teacher saying the same thing...at first! (This gets her laughing; We've got an ongoing joke about me sleeping with the teacher for an A.)
Anyway, I took it all to mean that I wasn't quite doing...enough for her to want me to touch her there. I figured I'd spend a little more time and get her heated up some.
Right after that she started whispering "It was my plan to be in bed by 11, I didn't expect it to be yours!". Which was funny, but then she started whispering between kisses that she needed to get home to bed so she could get some sleep for her drive home in the morning (she was going to get up at 8, I mean come on, why wouldn't she want some hot sex to end the semester and still get like 6-7 hours?).
She wasn't really making a move to leave at all though and we kept making out for another 10-15 minutes, though I didn't try to push any limits. Eventually I ended it myself (not her) and told her it really was time to get home. I turned lights on, she put shoes on, and I helped her get her coat on. Then I walked her almost back to her dorm (I had to stop at the store.) And that was it.
I wanted sex, got none. What happened here?!
