Hello everyone. I'm making my first post here after lurking for quite some time, and studying up on this website like nobody's business. I've read every last piece of literature, to great effect. The problem is that it rarely, if ever, says anything about situations like the one I'm about to account for you.
I'll start from the beginning. I'm a student, in university. I see a girl outside of class, I think she's gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. I follow her into class, sit down beside her (in a crowded lecturehall of course) and after a couple minutes of taking notes from the lecture, get sidetracked and decide I'd like to talk to this girl (right, as if I hadn't wanted to do that all along?). So, after having a laugh about the professor a bit, and introducing myself, I ask for her email, and get it. It wasn't a problem at all, I was feeling quite confident about this girl, she was ******dly projecting physical signs of attraction to me the whole time, playing with her hair, etc. For a first time testing out my skills in the real world, this was going pretty goddamn well.
That night, I chatted to her on MSN for a significantly extended period of time, roughly about 2 AM or so. Just getting to know her, flirting with her outrageously, she was very responsive and I was extremely pleased with the chat. She seemed to be too, consistantly remarking about how slick I was. Everything was a green light.
Things continued to go my way when, after asking her over to my place during the course of my conversation, I had her over and basically spent the whole time impressing the hell out of her, but not taking it to any level of physical intimacy other than a casual touch, a stroke of the hair, nothing outrageously too ******d despite my typical flirtacious attitude towards the girl. I really did want to spend some time getting to know her. After all, I wanted to make this girl mine.
So, after she left late that afternoon, I had another 2 AM chat with her on MSN again, being a little more forward this time, inviting her over again. She had the idea that we ditch class, and she'd come over to my place. I made implications about what we'd be doing, she seemed very interested. I recall I mentioned something about studying "anatomy"; naturally, the two of us most certainly did not go to anatomy class together.
The next day was exceptional. I had her over at the scheduled time, we walked back to my place. I put on some music to set the mood, we enjoyed some songs she had asked me to find for her the last time she was over, and then we moved to the couch where we watched some TV. Long story short, at this point we kissed, had some fun along those lines, and it was all going very very well. Too well? Maybe, maybe not. I thought I was doing a pretty damn good job so far. After this, I told her I was going to give her a massage, and I led her to my room and I most certainly did. I realised then that I didn't want to have sex with this girl immediately, I wanted to establish some kind of a relationship before I brought that to the table. I wanted to wait at least one more day. This may have been my fatal error, but I'll let whoever reads this decide. She slept with me for a while, no sex. It was pleasant, and then I sent her off with a kiss later that afternoon when she needed to head home. It went pretty much 99.9% perfectly as far as I'm concerned.
Then, it all began to fall apart. Before she kissed me goodbye, she said to me "see you tomorrow!"...
I didn't see her the next day. I didn't see her the day after that. I saw her the day after that, and I was more relieved, but something was different. She was looking rather down, but whatever, I sat with her in our class just as before and we had a good time sitting there taking notes, hardly speaking a word to one another. It was a tough class, we had to make sure we got all our notes out. Once we had a break, I asked her how she was doing. She replied that she was having an awful day. I told her I hoped she had a better day, that her work would go well, etc. We headed out of the class in a hurry, she seemed to keep going towards her class, she didn't seem to want to stop to kiss me goodbye, she didn't seem to want to stop at all. So, I stopped her. I told her, "Hey, I know you're having an awful day, I really hope it gets better. But for now, I need to go, so I'll see you later, alright?" I moved in closer. She didn't seem to respond too much, she just sortof half-smiled. It was a bit awkward, so I gave her a pat on the back and scurried off. That didn't go well, upon reflection.
A few more days passed, and I hadn't heard from her at all. No MSN, no nothing. So I decided to call her up. She said she was having dinner, she'd call me back later. That was fine, until about half an hour later I realised she didn't have my number, so I called back and left it. No call back. I was dissapointed.
Things were getting worse, and I couldn't figure out why. I saw her a couple days later, met her in class. She was sitting beside some idiot kid who seemed to be hitting on her. I was pissed, but kept my cool. I couldn't sit beside her like I wanted to, because I would have been forced into a corner seat, where I wouldn't have been able to see the lecturer. So I waited until after class, met up with her as everyone rushed out of the lecture hall, and asked her about the guy. She said she had just met him. I said that was cool, and asked her out since I hadn't seen her in so long. She said she didn't know when she was free, so I told her to come on MSN that evening so we could discuss it. No MSN that evening.
Part 2 (I had to shorten my initial post, it was too bloody long):
I'll start from the beginning. I'm a student, in university. I see a girl outside of class, I think she's gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. I follow her into class, sit down beside her (in a crowded lecturehall of course) and after a couple minutes of taking notes from the lecture, get sidetracked and decide I'd like to talk to this girl (right, as if I hadn't wanted to do that all along?). So, after having a laugh about the professor a bit, and introducing myself, I ask for her email, and get it. It wasn't a problem at all, I was feeling quite confident about this girl, she was ******dly projecting physical signs of attraction to me the whole time, playing with her hair, etc. For a first time testing out my skills in the real world, this was going pretty goddamn well.
That night, I chatted to her on MSN for a significantly extended period of time, roughly about 2 AM or so. Just getting to know her, flirting with her outrageously, she was very responsive and I was extremely pleased with the chat. She seemed to be too, consistantly remarking about how slick I was. Everything was a green light.
Things continued to go my way when, after asking her over to my place during the course of my conversation, I had her over and basically spent the whole time impressing the hell out of her, but not taking it to any level of physical intimacy other than a casual touch, a stroke of the hair, nothing outrageously too ******d despite my typical flirtacious attitude towards the girl. I really did want to spend some time getting to know her. After all, I wanted to make this girl mine.
So, after she left late that afternoon, I had another 2 AM chat with her on MSN again, being a little more forward this time, inviting her over again. She had the idea that we ditch class, and she'd come over to my place. I made implications about what we'd be doing, she seemed very interested. I recall I mentioned something about studying "anatomy"; naturally, the two of us most certainly did not go to anatomy class together.
The next day was exceptional. I had her over at the scheduled time, we walked back to my place. I put on some music to set the mood, we enjoyed some songs she had asked me to find for her the last time she was over, and then we moved to the couch where we watched some TV. Long story short, at this point we kissed, had some fun along those lines, and it was all going very very well. Too well? Maybe, maybe not. I thought I was doing a pretty damn good job so far. After this, I told her I was going to give her a massage, and I led her to my room and I most certainly did. I realised then that I didn't want to have sex with this girl immediately, I wanted to establish some kind of a relationship before I brought that to the table. I wanted to wait at least one more day. This may have been my fatal error, but I'll let whoever reads this decide. She slept with me for a while, no sex. It was pleasant, and then I sent her off with a kiss later that afternoon when she needed to head home. It went pretty much 99.9% perfectly as far as I'm concerned.
Then, it all began to fall apart. Before she kissed me goodbye, she said to me "see you tomorrow!"...
I didn't see her the next day. I didn't see her the day after that. I saw her the day after that, and I was more relieved, but something was different. She was looking rather down, but whatever, I sat with her in our class just as before and we had a good time sitting there taking notes, hardly speaking a word to one another. It was a tough class, we had to make sure we got all our notes out. Once we had a break, I asked her how she was doing. She replied that she was having an awful day. I told her I hoped she had a better day, that her work would go well, etc. We headed out of the class in a hurry, she seemed to keep going towards her class, she didn't seem to want to stop to kiss me goodbye, she didn't seem to want to stop at all. So, I stopped her. I told her, "Hey, I know you're having an awful day, I really hope it gets better. But for now, I need to go, so I'll see you later, alright?" I moved in closer. She didn't seem to respond too much, she just sortof half-smiled. It was a bit awkward, so I gave her a pat on the back and scurried off. That didn't go well, upon reflection.
A few more days passed, and I hadn't heard from her at all. No MSN, no nothing. So I decided to call her up. She said she was having dinner, she'd call me back later. That was fine, until about half an hour later I realised she didn't have my number, so I called back and left it. No call back. I was dissapointed.
Things were getting worse, and I couldn't figure out why. I saw her a couple days later, met her in class. She was sitting beside some idiot kid who seemed to be hitting on her. I was pissed, but kept my cool. I couldn't sit beside her like I wanted to, because I would have been forced into a corner seat, where I wouldn't have been able to see the lecturer. So I waited until after class, met up with her as everyone rushed out of the lecture hall, and asked her about the guy. She said she had just met him. I said that was cool, and asked her out since I hadn't seen her in so long. She said she didn't know when she was free, so I told her to come on MSN that evening so we could discuss it. No MSN that evening.
Part 2 (I had to shorten my initial post, it was too bloody long):