FR: FAILPIE

I first joined here about a year ago with a name "Supernaut" which I've now changed because of some email problems. Haven't really posted before and now I decided to say hi to the forum with a field report!

 

So, I've had a 1-2 month break from active gaming. Been immersing myself into work and wrapping up the school - the usual stuff.  Last friday-sat night I had a girl visiting me whom with I had a boning thingie going on and off since the last summer. We hadn't seen in a few months so I was quite pleased about seeing her again as she was a good lay. A good way to start a vacation! We boned but in the morning she starts crying about her life situation. I'm there listening and in my manly way trying to help her and reason out her situation which was just dumb trivial shit she had put herself into and it also had many easy exits. It all boiled down to her just projecting her bad state to me. It's not the first time a girl has leaned to my shoulder and cried but it's the first time I felt unappreciated after that. So I just distanced myself, went to brush my teeth and she knew it was time to go, grabbed her stuff but still waited me to say goodbye. I hugged her a bit and even then she responded in a nagging way. The last time I'll see her. I don't hold a grudge against her, that would be stupid and useless.

 

Anyways, morning becomes day and day becomes night, saturday night! I've cathced a cold. How typical, as vacation starts and stress levels decrease the body gets sick. I'm out of it and thinking whether to go out or stay home and suck my thumb like a baby. Fuck it! I'm out, solo. Made a mental note to not pressure myself if shit doesn't go down as it used to before my work streak. This would be a night to just get into the groove again. I go to this small club which really has no decent area to hold a conversation, just a smoking section (outside),  a dance floor, a bar only a couple of seats. I like it, the place has some character, beats are bangin' and the girls are usually hot.

 

The place is packed. I goof around. A girl I went to a date with last spring comes out of nowhere and is drunk and all grabby touchy feely straight from the get go. This is the second time she surprise attacks me in a club. Last time I was with another girl, and the attacker girl vanished quickly after noticing competition. This time I'm defenceless. Her friends come and try to pull her to another bar. I try to say in a nicest possible way to her that she should go. Frankly she wants to stay. We haven't had sex because she is a bit boring and not as cute as in the picture of her online dating profile. Either one of those facts haven't changed. I say that I have friends there and point out to a dance floor. She gets the message.

 

I go straight to dance floor, open the first ring of girls by basically just jumping in there. Their faces light up with smiles. I'm flexing my mojo and doing some trippy, sexy dancing. I introduce myself to girls and they are in awe about the fact that I'm the second dude with my name they have encouterd that night. They introduce me to this chap and high fives ensue. I get bored after a while and head out.

 

I see a couple of tall girlies at the bar. I go in and ask smiling how their night has been like a real individual thought pattern I am. They look each others and say something about their husbands at the bar yada yada. I'm not phased and say "Let's go dance!". They look eachothers again in disbelief and say something like "O-o-o-o-o-OK!". I pull them to dance floor and tell them to wave to their husbands. Girls giggle and i'ts all good fun.  We rave and in the manner of spreading a good vibe I tell the girls that I'm going to get their husbands to the dance floor also and then we can have a megablast. The dudes are at the bar with their drinks pressed to their chest like chodeballs. Other one responds that he's been married 8 years to other one of the girls. This means that they must have got married when they were 19-20 or some shit. Damn! I'm out.

 

I go to the smoking section. A cute girl that's going inside gives me the look, I give it back. I open a group of 2 girls and a one guy. They are having a conversation about differences between guys and girls. I take over and the other guy tries to bark over me. I just tell him to concentrate and continue plowing.  I have a little thing going on with the girl I'm facing, she offers me a cigarette but I'm not into it, I just make a mental note to myself to re-engage her again when back inside.

 

Once back inside i see the girl that just went inside from the smoking section. She's at the bar drinking water. I join her. Let's call her "E". She talks about her cats. I call her a creepy cat lady, classic stuff. She wants to dance and so do I. We hit the dance floor. E notices her friend getting it on with some player dude at the dance floor and turns into a cock-blocking monster. I feel sorry for the dude and grab E's hand, pull her into me and say "Don't disturb your friend".  E tries to sabotage the thing between the dude and her friend a couple of times and I repeat the pulling manouver. I think this cock-blocking thing was because of the distress about of the fact that the dude had escalated on her friend than I had her. So i start grabbing her body, pulling her on to me and she calms down. It's almost closing time, she is tired of dancing and it's time to pull. Actually she grabs my hand and starts pulling me towards the exit so technically it's she pulling me. E grabs her coat and goes outside to wait me while I get mine.

 

I come outside and E is talking to a phone about does she have a place to sleep. What the fuck. I wait for a couple of seconds, she doesn't get the message and keeps talking to phone. I point to the direction of the street and say "I'm going that way, you can join me". She starts to wrap up the phone conversation and ask me if I can walk her to the buss station. I say "Yeah, that's my direction" and somehow it's understood that she is going to bang town with me.  She starts to text her friends. Behind her is a window to the club and it's smaller dance floor. There is some cutie boogieing it down. I'm mesmerized and stare at her body, trying to figure out ways to get thorugh the window, E doesn't exist. She wakes up from her texting trance and screams laughing "ARE YOU WATCHING THOSE WHAT?!".  I just say "Let's go" and finally we start walking.

 

While walking she asks me some logistical questions, what I do for a living etc. At somepoint she stops walking and starts to be all drama queen and shit.

 

 

Her: Am I even invited?!

 

Me: Yeah, sure.

 

Her:  Do you want me to come with you?

 

Me: It would be nice.

 

Her: Nice?

 

Me: Yeah it would be nice... though it's also nice if you don't come.

 

Her: If you just said the right words...

 

Me: Now look, I won't drop to down to my knees and beg. It's not in my character. Consider yourself invited but if you wont come that's ok too.

 

Her: You don't have to beg but if you'd just say the right words.

 

I stare into her eyes.

 

Me: ...These type of things are very hard for me.

 

Me: Come.

 

And I start walking.

 

Her: "Come" ?, ha ha ha!

 

She follows and everything is just fine and dandy for a while. Right words? Damn some girls are coocoo. We head to the station she starts objecting me about some stuff I said about relation to my work/studies. She is femine soft and doesn't want to accept the harsh reality of things. We agree to not talk about the stuff anymore during the night.

 

In the bus. She is pissy because her friends left her alone in the club. She is texting again. I grab her thigh and put myself more deeply into a sexual state. She doesn't live here and calls to a friend at whose house she was supposed to sleep over.  They change a few words about me, and then some more. Then E says that her friend has been to a date with me. At first I'm like "Can't be, not true" which is funny because I don't even know who she is talking about. It gets revealed that E's friend is the girl that was creeping up on me when I first entered the club. What a shit sucker.  E says to the phone "Should I get out of the bus?" and repeats this question a couple of times then hangs the phone. I try to take the sexual pressure off of the situation and be all like "Yeah, we don't have to do anything, you can just sleep over". Then I could turn up the heat up again when at my place. E says that this is weird and that she won't come to my place.  I point out that either way I'm still not going to call her friend back. E says she is sorry for being misledding and tries to kiss me. I don't respond with my lips, the temperature drops below zero.  As she gets out of the bus I'm about to burst with laughter.  After a few stops I get out of the bus, change words with some bloke about what just happened, we laugh.

 

It's not until I get home that I understand how bad investment E was. The night is over, it's about 5-6 AM and I was left alone with my boner in my hand.  What an epic pie of fail. This is game. This is how we learn.

 

It didn't have to be a bad investment but it was because I DIDN'T QUALIFY HER. It was my biggest sticking point before my break and it still is. I should had qualified her to a point that she had  BEGGED for a chance to come to my place.

 

All in all it was an eventful nite out and it feels damn good to be back in the ring!