How I fucked my chances of Getting Laid

I end up messaging this cute hb8 on tinder. After some texting and all that, we make plans to get a drink near my area.

We get to the bar, have a couple drinks and chill. This girl is not really a talker haha, can't keep a coversation going for the life of her, except of course when I steer it, which I did. But I'm blown away at how brutal she is at not asking follow up questions. But that's neither here nor there.

Many times, instead of pushing the coversation, I let it be silent. We hold eye contact and she can't help but look down at my lips. It's funny. She does this like 5 times and I start laughing. I go to the washroom, come back and start kissing her. I'm thinking this girl is totally game.

Well I get the bill and walk her to my car. She asks where we're going. I tell her I parked over here. She says then where are we going. I tell her, we're going to my place of residence to have a couple drinks and dance the night away and other gay stuff too. 

She complies.

We get to my place and instead of moving sexual right off the bat. I chill, talk to her and take it easy. We hook up a little, but I'm way too relaxed about it! 

I talk to her some more and I realize how nervous she is about being over at my house. My compassionate gay side comes out. And I start empathizing with her and crackign jokes and trying to make her feel comfortable. After about 10 minutes I gave her all the rapport she needed to tell me that she has to go home. Then she calls a cab. 

I didn't realize, but I was in an extremly powerful position. This chick was over at my house and nervous as fuck lol. She would have been forced to have sex with me because she probably didn't have the audacity to tell me she has to go home. But instead, I fucked up both of our chances of having an amazing experience. Dammit Patrick.

Next time I'm going to capitalize on not giving too much rapport and being very sharp, controlling and holding a strong frame. This way, they're not as comfortable to leave lol.

Oh and when she called the cab, I completely pulled away all interest and ignored her. She was like repeatedly asking me, what's wrong, what do you want to tell me. I say it's fine. After a while I tell her it's super gay that she's leaving right now. She just got here! No one said anything about having sex, but leaving like this is not cool. 

I kiss her and she leaves. I don't text her. Then later that night she texts me

me: Thank you for tonight, it was lovely. I'm sorry I left so soon, it was just a bit out of my comfort zone to be at someone's house that I had just met. You seem like an amazing guy though :)