When I was 15, I hadn't found TRP. I didn't know what it, and quite honestly, would have probably thought it was sexist. I would attribute his partially to attending an extremely left wing private school, and partially to the fact that my experiences with women up to that point had been positive and mostly innocent.

However, the summer of my sophomore year, I met a girl named Stella. I met her at a party, and after talking a bit, we made out. We continued to make out for a couple weeks until she decided she was no longer interested in being "just" friends with benefits. She gave me an ultimatum, and I said I wasnt interested; I had too much between school and soccer.

A week later I see her at a party and she's hanging out with her girlfriends. Out of what must have been pure instinct, I start talking and joking with my friend's beautiful sister. Now, it is important to note that she and I were just friends (had been for years), but Stella didn't know that. Out of the corner of my eye for about 30 minutes, I could see Stella looking over at me. She looked like she was getting increasingly anxious and the looks were almost near constant. I continued to talk with my friend's sister as if I didnt notice.

After about 40 minutes, Stella's friend comes up to me and asks when i was going to talk to Stella.

"Why would I do that?"

"She NEEDS to talk to you"

"So? I'm busy"

Her friend walked away in a huff. About 5 minutes later, my friends sister went to go talk with one of her friends, and Stella approached me. She asked if I wanted to make out with her.

"Sure"

I swear she was ten times more passionate than any time previously. She was grinding on me, grabbing me through my jeans. Eventually she invited me back to her car where she gave me a blowjob.

To this day, it stands out as a very obvious lesson as to the importance of dread game and probably one of the first experiences that lead to me ultimately finding TRP.