Summary: a field report displaying multiple shit tests and how to deal with them

Met this girl through a mutual friend at a party. I asked for her number and waited a week to text her. I asked her out on Saturday and she responded with "maybe. I'll let you know." I never heard from her.

I texted her the next week and asked her out again on a Friday night and she said that she couldn't, she was busy. I took it as a sign she wasn't interested, and continued gaming other girls.

The next weekend she texted me "are you out?" while I was already out with my buddies. I responded with "yeah! come on out." And she met up. I asked her if she wanted to go back to her place around closing time and she asked, "what will we do there?"

"Do you have any beer? Let's go chill and talk."

We ended up back at her place. Up until then I had made no escalations as I was more busy having fun with my friends. I asked her if it'd be alright if I spend the night as it was late and I didn't want to get in a cab because I get car sick when I'm drunk. She agreed and pulled out a bed from her couch. I ignored it and we kept drinking. She started to open up to me about her past. We talked for awhile and I moved in slowly and gave her a kiss. She pushed me away and asked what I was doing. I told her I found her attractive. She stared into my eyes and I moved in again slowly. She kissed back and then pulled away. We continued our conversation but now she was touching my arm and snuggling up. We started making out and I calmly took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Unfortunately, whiskey dick plagued me and we ended up only fooling around.

She kicked me out early the next day. I quickly got my things and made my way to the door. I gave her a big smile, hug and left. On the way home I thought I had fucked up my chances with her and laughed at myself. Later that day she texted me asking if I had gotten home alright. Cool, I was still in.

We met up a few days later. I could tell she was into me. We bar hopped around the city and I made sure to take her by the hand when we walked. I kissed her in a busy bar and she kissed back. She kept rubbing my back and we ran into some people I knew which helped I think.

We ended up back at her place where she threw more and more shit tests at me.

"What happened last time won't happen again." "Ok." "I've never done that before." "Oh really?" "Yeah. I don't really date around. I'm more of a relationship-type person before that stuff starts happening." "I can see that in you."

More talking and chatting. She asked me a lot of personal questions which I answered honestly.

"Why are you asking me all these questions? Its starting to feel like I'm interviewing for a job." "I just want to now more about you. You just came over here to fuck huh?" "So far you're the only one who has brought up sex multiple times this night. Seems like you're the one who's thinking about it." "I am, but I don't really know you that well." "Alright well I gotta get some rest now. I think I'm going to go to sleep." "No, let's stay up and talk. I want to know more about you." "No I gotta go to sleep. It's 4am already. Goodnight."

I walked to her bed and laid down. 15 mins later she was on top of me grinding. I asked her if I should sleep on the pullout bed, and she laughed as she unbuttoned my pants.

Lessons learned: Moral of the story? Master shit tests. No text back? Go no contact. What are we going to do at her place? Drink and escalate. Drink too much? No boner. If she pulls out the pull out bed? Don't pull out and keep going. Why are you kissing me? Because I think you're hot, duh. Getting kicked out the next morning? Take the hint and leave with your head held high. You just wanna fuck? Yeah, that'd be nice, but sleep is important.