So earlier last Saturday I arrived at the club early and met this chick. We talked for a good 10 minutes or so, and we then went on the dance floor and started dancing, grinding, grabbing her ass, etc. I knew she was a pretty sure thing in terms of one-night-stand potential, but she was not too attractive in the face department, even though she had amazing breasts that she did not hesitate to show off. That was her saving grace. I guess you could say that she's not my cup of tea, but I wouldn't mind taking a sip or two just to sample her taste... if you know what I mean.

Soon there were three people dancing near us: one petite cute Korean-looking chick who's so totally my type, one trashy chick whose breath probably stinks, and one guy who's obviously some beta, pussy-whipped "BFF" who's been thoroughly-friendzoned to the depths of friendzone hell. I was grinding with my chick, but I did make eye contact with the petite girl a few times -- she smiled each time. Cool beans, I thought. Her female friend was oblivious to our visual kino. Her guy friend was acting like a sissy-ass faggot anyway, so I didn't give a shit about him.

Suddenly, this short, fat, sweaty dude in his mid-thirties came up and started grinding on the petite chick. Obviously, she didn't dig that shit, because he was old and ugly and frankly rather disgusting, but she had nowhere to go, so he just stuck to her like a limpet. Old dude was also giving me the "she's mine dawg, stick to your own" look, so there definitely was tension. But I knew that I wanted to get to know this petite chick no matter what; the question is how... without offending my chick in arm (whose ass I was grabbing) and without getting my ass kicked by some geriatric loser way past his prime.

So I thought of an idea: I took out my phone and wrote a message, "i think u're cute" and found the right moment to put it in her hand. She saw it, and honestly I just wanted to compliment her, so I placed my phone back into my pocket. Immediately she reached into my pocket and took my phone out, went to the main screen, and TYPED HER NUMBER. I was like, "Man, I feel like a player!" She then went to the washroom while I continued dancing with my chick. All these were done unnoticed by anyone else (except the guy friend... who's hopeless anyway). Once my chick went to the washroom, I texted the petite chick: "what's ur name, cutie? i'm simplisticallysimple. who's the big, sweaty, old guy dancing around u n ur friend? ;)" No reply, so I followed up 1 hour later with, "let me know when u're leaving. we should hangout n have exciting fun tgt later. ;) ps. im the guy with the colorful hat on the dancefloor!"

Later, I separated from the chick I was dancing with, and I met and danced with at least 5 other chicks, which never led anywhere. Boring. By now, the petite girl was probably already getting her ass railed from behind by some random lucky dude, so I texted the first chick I met and asked her to hang out when she wanted to leave. I was feeling fucking tired at this point already, so I waited like 5 minutes. No reply (yeah, sure thing... sure...), so I drove home. Once I reached home, I read a text from her asking to hang out. I texted back basically saying "let's do it" (after 10 minutes of her sending the text), and she texted back saying, "I'm already on the way home." BAH! LAME!!!

2 Days Later

Last night (Monday), I texted the girl in the first paragraph and asked her to supper. She agreed, so I went to pick her up. During texting, I suggested that she "came over to my area and see around" because she wasn't familiar with my part of town. She agreed. Supper was quick (like 30 minutes), minimal kino though there were some incidental brushes against her arms and thighs, and soon we were walking back to my car. Once we're in the car, I went, "Hey, you should see my place. You should see what $500 a month gets you in this part of the city." There was a moment of silence, like 3 seconds, and then she said, "Cool. Why not?"

Once in my room, I seated her on the bed (well, no chairs in my room anyway). We started some small talk, and then I tried to kiss her. She was resisting and shifting her lips away all the time. This happened for 30 minutes I think (maybe I just am not good at kissing girls, see: http://www.reddit.com/r/seduction/comments/vxrq6/i_can_fclose_but_not_kclose_some_girls_why/). Then I just had an idea, I asked her if she wanted to see my tattoo. She said, "Um, okay." So I took off my shirt. She was pretty impressed, so I asked her again, "Want to see my other tattoo?" She asked, "Where is it?" I went, "Where the sun don't shine." Before she could say anything, I took off my pants and my underpants. She was like, "Woah." And then I started sucking on her boobs right away, which made her moan. So I undressed her, laid her down, and got down to finishing my unfinished business.

Some lessons I think I learnt:

  • Arrive early at the club and talk to as many people as possible. It did help with my social proof when I went to almost any corner of the club and I could bro-fist or talk to someone.

  • Be willing to push the envelope. Touch more, be bolder. I've done things that I thought would've gotten me slapped, but what happened instead was that the girl dug it. Keep pushing for the chick to get back to your place; just be careful not to trigger off ASD alarms.

  • A girl agreeing to go over to your place is rather good screening for whether she's DTF (sometimes better than whether she lets you kino her). The trick is to package the whole visit to your house as for another purpose other than sex. It's code.

  • Undressing myself is easier than undressing her, and either builds up to sex anyway. I'll go for the former from now on.

  • K-close is not a prerequisite for F-close.