Apologies for using tenses inconsistently.

I've been reading /r/seduction for about a week now and I decided that it was time to be confident when approaching girls/women.

I went to two clubs on midsummer.

First club

The first club is a trendy one with nice mood lighting, and the clientele is very hipster-like. (I dislike that word, but it's the only way I know how to describe it now). As soon as I enter, I go up to the bar to order a pint. Next to me is standing a 40+ woman drinking some water. I notice she's holding two glasses stuck to each other and she hadn't noticed, so I made a comment about it.

It was a weird interaction, because she assumed I spoke English due to my appearance, even though I established that I spoke the local language. I'm bilingual, but more fluent in English so I didn't mind. After receiving my beer, I move toward my friends to enjoy it.

On the dance floor, I spot the same woman dancing with her male friend, who I assume was gay. I don't mean to be offensive in the slightest, but he had some of the stereotypical gay characteristics (tight, revealing clothing; quite feminine; wild on the dance floor). I goofed around for a while with my buddies and then moved toward the woman. She saw me, smiled, and I motioned for her to come dance with me. I pull her in by the hips and we dance for a while, maintaining eye contact and smiling the entire time. (I thought about kissing her, but I didn't because I thought it would have been weird.) At one point, her friend even comes in and pushes us closer together. She said she wasn't a great dancer, and I said she danced just fine.

Eventually, she said that it was really nice of me to dance with her and that she appreciated it, but that she had to/wanted to go. I didn't quite understand what the said due to her accent and the music, but I said it was cool and that was the end of that.

Second Club – 2 approaches

My friends didn't come to the second club with me, because the entrance ticket cost 15€. I was quite drunk at this point, so I thought "fuck it, I'm going in."

This was your more typical night club with more traditional music and lighting. I buy a small bottle of beer and walk to the dance floor. I notice a woman who I assumed to be fairly young, but I turned out to be mistaken later on. She goes to the side to sit on a bench near a guy who had obviously had way too much to drink. I wait a while, and then go over there to sit between the guy and the woman. I look at the guy and then turn toward the woman to make a comment about how he's probably had a wild night. We chit-chat for a while. Nothing special, just the usual topics and questions. It turned out she had two businesses, at which point I felt very much out of my league. She asked me how old I was and I knew she was on to me. I made no attempt at kino.

I ask her if she wants to dance, and she says maybe a little later because it's very hot. We talk for a few, and she says she's going outside because it's too hot. (It really was hot, but I figured she just wasn't attracted. No biggie.)

Second approach – F-close

Immediately after the woman leaves, I move down the bench. At this point I'm not even thinking about approaching anyone else, because last call was about 10 minutes away.

I see two girls walk past me. The other one looks at me, leans over to her friend to say something, and she immediately comes over and sits next to me. I instinctively put my arm around her and we chat for about 30 seconds, after which I ask her if she wants to dance. She says yes, and takes me by the hand and leads me across the dance floor to the other side where her friends are. She introduces me to them and I use my interesting mix of nationalities to attract interest. The girl is visibly impressed. We dance, climb up on stage and dance some more. We make out. She asks me how old I am and it turns out I'm 5 years younger than her. I'm not going to reveal our exact ages, but I'm at that age where 5 years is a fairly big deal, at least for a relationship.

We were speaking the local language, but here's pretty much the short dialogue we had, translated:

Her: "You're X years old?? I'm much too old for you!"

Me: (smiling) "Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it."

Her: (laughing)

...

Her: "I can't believe I'm doing this."

Me: "If you wanted to leave, you'd have gone a long time ago. Yet, here you are. With me."

Last call comes up and we leave the club and head over to her place for some horizontal activities.

Honestly, I'm not too sure how I feel about writing this. I have a fairly negative view of so-called "pick-up artists". Also, although both of us went to the girl's place for one thing, and one thing only, I don't want to see her as "the target". She was really cool, and we hung out for a few hours in the morning. I did not ask for her number, because she was leaving the next day.