Last weekend I got dropped off to a huge house party (high school grad party) and I realized my phone was dead. Being stranded, I was forced to talk to everyone. With the added charisma and courage from the alcohol, I was able to make friends with just about every girl at the party.

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Once I found an HB8 who had a charger, I grabbed her by the hand and said "let's go to your car!" I got to the car and plugged in the phone right as the cops pulled up.

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"Jump in the back and hide from the cops!" I said (once again perfect use of plausible deniability)

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We hop in the back as there is barely enough room for both of us. I hold her legs so she doesn't fall off the seat and the tension builds. Fast forward 5 minutes and I'm making out with a girl I met less than half an hour ago.

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I tell her I should drive and she agrees, so I take her to the "next party" (doesn't exist.)

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We pull up and "oh shit the party got shut down!" so I say let's pull off to the side here and rest for a bit. I say let's chill in the back since we're tired.

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We make out again, this time she tells me how much of a slut she is for doing this. I brush it off it and after a few seconds switch the topic. You don't want to engage in that conversation, it's a trap that will end with you not getting laid.

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I intentionally keep the foreplay a little long to keep her questioning whether I actually want to fuck or not. Simply making her wait for it works 99% of the time. And then boom, 3 hours after meeting a girl at a party we were having sex.