Haven't seen too many FRs around here lately, so I thought I'd post one to give you a break from "boo hoo girls are bad".

Even though I've been reading TRP for a while, I have been focusing mostly on myself before trying to get laid, because I thought I wasn't ready to run heavier stuff like dread game. However, I've been internalizing this behaviour and it really worked out for me this weekend.

I was at a small party, and after realising every girl there was busy I kinda stopped giving a fuck about getting laid and decided to get drunk instead. However, as the night progressed another girl showed up; pretty normal body weight, cute face, and delicious tits. We were just smoking hookah and drinking, and by that point I was too drunk to give a shit whether I got laid or not.

At some point she joined us at the table, and this is where things start to get fuzzy. I can't remember much of our conversation, but my alcohol level was right around where I have decent game, and it probably doesn't hurt that I'm fairly good-looking and dress like I'm rich either. Suddenly I notice that she's been foot-flirting a lot with me (letting me know she's into me without showing the room, smart), and I just go for it. Even before TRP I realised that when you get a go you go for it, and from there it didn't take long until I was on top of her on the couch. All is well, but I won't settle for an appetizer.

Eventually it's time to leave, and this is where it gets interesting. I convince her to come back to my place for an afterparty (trying to provide her with "no agency"), which she agrees to. However, it doesn't take long until she gets piled by three others trying to cockblock me. I'm shamed to admit that I still tried to get her home with me for 10-15 minutes before giving her the ultimatum. The following exchange was priceless:

Me: "We're leaving now, are you coming or not?"

Her: "I don't think so. Can I get a hug before you leave?"

Me: "No."

And without even looking at her I simply left, got in the car and we drove away. Thirty minutes later I get a call (we didn't exchange numbers) from her asking me to come back and pick her up. I contemplated just going home but alcohol and boobs does things to a man. She told the others we were going to drive her home, but from that point on there was zero resistance.