Background

I created this account specifically to post here, but did not have karma/age to post my Pre-Festival Date that happened about a year ago (posted about 3 months ago). This is part two of that post.

I come from a Latin family so I had been red pilled before the term existed. I fought some of it as I saw my white friends and their families 'sharing household chores' and the like, until I was in my 20s and saw all my friends parents get divorced and get raked over the coals for every penny the Fathers (an in one case not the birth Father get stuck with Child Support).

I don't lift everyday but I stay in shape. At worst I look like a Pro wrestler from the late 80s. I do not feel the need to pick up something to play with every time I go out, nor do I need to put anyone in their place. I know my worth.

A decade ago I was in a LTR and lived in <festival town>. I visit almost yearly since I have moved away for a particular week long festival. It is mostly family oriented but you can day game all week and plenty of events in the evening where you can night game as well. I also set dating apps to that postal code a week before and I have about a dozen matches by the day I arrive.

The Teacher

Last year I met the Teacher (not her actual profession) and Ms. DEA Agent (just a nickname they earned during my trip last year). The Teacher actually works in an office setting for a male dominated industry. The group of females I met her with last year have all worked together at one time or another and remain in touch even after they leave. When I had given her my business card my job title is vague and kept her interest by playing text tag over the past year, also because none of the information I gave out could lead to Doxxing myself. Teacher is in her mid 20s and kept in touch because "you're nothing like the guys I meet all the time". She had actually made plans to fly out and see me even after shit testing me for not making time for her (by taking time away from my friends) when I was in town last year. However, she got stuck in the airport on a layover during the freak winter storm and had to go back to work without getting to see me.

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I think this anticipation kept her interested more than our conversations did this whole time.

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So. I get to town, check into where I was staying and message her to be ready for dinner at 7 p.m. She wanted to know if she could see me sooner and "maybe we can work up an appetite". It was a Tuesday afternoon and I had nothing planned besides having meals with friends and a date with Ms. DEA Agent on Friday evening. So I tell the Teacher to come over at 4:30. I freshen up, unpack and run to the store to get some groceries for the next few days. I get back a little before 4 p.m. and I get a message from her that she's running early cuz she didn't want to get stuck in traffic to see me (I was staying a few blocks from most of the festival activities). I tell her to come on in, doors unlocked and I'm putting away groceries.

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I hear the door open and a sheepish "hello?". I tell her I'm in the kitchen and she follows my voice, I'm putting away food and I hear "Ooooh My God". I turn and look around assuming there was a rodent or an insect by the tone of her voice, seeing nothing but her and half emptied grocery bags, I look at her and ask "what's up?". "I must've been hammered, I don't recall you looking that hot". I think I actually blushed, I am used to IOIs, but rarely do females gush over my attractiveness (think Latin Tatted Mr. Clean). I am used to coy comments. At any rate, I tell her to "come here" which she does, I grab her by the back of her neck and pull her to me and we start to make out. She's a little uncoordinated, she'd open her mouth a little to wide to kiss, she tried to pull my dress shirt over my head without fully unbuttoning, that sort of thing.

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I stop and ask if she closed the door, and she can't put two words together. "don't move" I go and close the front door. come back and strip her down to her skirt and heels. We go at it for a while. We get dressed, and head out to dinner. I order two appetizers and we wolfed them down as soon as they arrived.

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By the time we're done with dinner I establish with the teacher that my week is pretty much booked but she can come over before she goes to work and we can hang out for a few hours on sunday (I had plans set for most of Saturday).

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By Friday morning teacher starts to get possessive and I tell her she can get with the program or forget about sunday and monday (I fly out monday night). She messages Saturday afternoon that she wants more and doesn't want to come over sunday. I tell her that I am not moving back anytime soon and no one is ever gonna move in with me.

Ms. DEA Agent

We would chat from time to time from the end of the festival last year, up until near Halloween. She messaged me for New Years and by the end of January she admitted to having had a relationship and that "didn't last long during the Holidays" I ghosted her for a few weeks to get past Valentines. When I came back she wanted to know what I did for Valentine's and I told her "a 26 year old" she "LOLed" and did not ask about it again. From that point until I got into town she would ask about my likes and dislikes.

We had planned for dinner at her place Friday evening. Thursday morning she messaged the menu, the meal was going to be all of my favorites in Southern Cuisine. I jokingly replied that "I sense a trap" meaning she was gonna try to lock me into a relationship before I even get to her place. "Oh damn, you're too smart for me". To which I replied "Just as a heads up, I am not going to move back to this town and I am comfortable living alone where I am now". she didn't respond until Thurs afternoon,

MS. DEA - "look I like you and I am going to all this trouble so you can see how good you can have it. I think it's worth a try, I mean I cook some bomb ass food".

Me- "I am sure the food is great, I travel a lot for work and I enjoy my life just as is. Maybe when I'm 60 I'll think about settling down again". Her replies were a tirade of slurs, euphemisms, curses, threats and apologies worthy of platinum on the NiceGirls sub. At any rate, I blocked her and hung out with friends Thursday afternoon at a lounge before heading to the festival.

This lounge has a singer, between sets, she goes on a spiel of festival events the restaurant is partnered with and then goes to the bar. She's about to pass my table on her way back to the stage, I say <Lounge singer childhood nickname>? she freezes, turns and says "TdDF?! OMG what happened to you?!"

Me- "Yeah it's me, here's my card, tell your mom I'm in town and we'll grab some lunch and catch up".

Singer - "OMG, I can't believe it's you, I haven't seen you in forever"

Me - "Yeah, you were like 12 last ti--"

Singer - "17, I was 17"

Me - "oh, I didn't know" lie

Singer - "Well I'm not a kid anymore, I gotta go back on stage."

When I lived in this town I used to date the singers mom's best friend. My gf would play piano and this kid could sing, I thought she'd have an album by now, but a lounge singer is as good a place as any to do what shes good at.

The Singer

Friday morning I got a text from the Singer, Her mom wanted to know if I was free before 5p.m. Today or tomorrow, or after 10 a.m. Sunday. There are a few staple festival events that I like to go to, most are after 6p.m. plus two morning parades. I told her I was free after the Saturday Parade (which ends around 10:30a.m.) Singer said she'd get back to me soon. Around 5 p.m. I get a text from the Singer, with a long story of how she lost her phone had to get a new one (found out later she got it from an orbiter --gotta love BPs) but can meet up after the parade Satutday if I wanted. I mention that they should sit with me at the parade, that way we don't have to waste time looking for each other after the parade (there is a fair in the neighborhood on the inside perimeter of the parade route)

After coordinating with the singer, I had a hunch so I facebook message singers mom and just say "it's that time of the year again (festival) and thought of <my ex's name> and hanging out with you guys. just wanted to say Hi". Singer's mom replies "OMG, I was just thinking of you the other day, mija said she thought she saw you a few nights ago..." I play dumb as though I am not in town, and make plans to one day meetup.

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Friday evening, I message the singer to bring an extra chair so I don't have to go out an buy one. she made a joke about me being cheap, I tell her that if she keeps making jokes I'm gonna bend her over my knee and spank her. "Don't threaten me with a good time".

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By the time the Singer finds me, spots to put chairs down to sit are already taken. she stands in front of me and we watch the parade. At a few points there are high school, Gay Pride, Military, and ethnic group marching bands and at those times she begins to dance. The first few times was just the bouncing in place or swaying side to side. Eventually she gets to the point where she's grinding against me the second time she starts to grind, I grab her by the hip with my free hand (the other is holding the folding chairs). and I speak into her ear "you keep that up and we're going to skip the rest of the parade and go back to my place."

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She grabs my free hand and wraps it around her waist and grinds against me again. I move my hand from her waist, grab her by the base of her neck and start to lead her away from the Parade. We go back to my place, have a little fun and tease her about her daddy issues.

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Me- "So what was the lie about why your mom couldn't meet us?"

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Singer- " How'd you know?"

I know a sucia when I see one

Me- "it was the times you asked if I was free, you mom works til 4:30, she would've asked if I was free in the evening. You asked me if I was free during a night shift workers hours'"

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Singer- "you're too smart"

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Me- "just been around the block thrice as long as you"

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Singer came over after her gig Saturday night and we went at it again in the morning. Which made Sunday morning awkward, the Teacher showed up for her daily dose. I tried to parlay it into a threesome. But the teacher said her college days were over (Singer later said she doesn't like white girls but woulda done it for me).

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We had loose plans to meet Monday midday before I had to fly out, but I stayed out too late with old friends Sunday night well into Monday morning and almost overslept.

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Singer wants to fly out and see me in a few weeks, but I doubt she can scrounge up the cash to fly out.

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I'll keep you posted.

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# Aftermath

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Not much to take away, if you know how to read a room you can get almost anything you want. Pay attention to details and always stay sober. My frame is always "I might let her blow me" essentially, I am willing to do her the favor of sleeping with her, should she prove worthy to get on her knees and give a stellar performance.