Sometimes when you miss a surefire lay, fate gifts you a second chance. I saw the same girl twice on my commute. Pussied out round one, manned up round two.
This FR begins last Wednesday, on my commute:
Commuting is commuting, it’s routine. I do it every day, same train, same subway, same destinations. I often see familiar faces on this commute but never anything more than an acknowledging nod in their direction and back down to my iPad.
Wednesday was different; I got on at the same station at the same time and found the first open seat to be next to a cute girl, HB7 by my metric, we will call her Sugar. Like any other commute, I said nothing, just observing naturally as she applied her makeup.
She is thin, has blonde hair, no wrinkles on her hands or eyes, a freckle on her cheek. She is just staring into her Instagram app using the camera as a mirror.
Using Instagram as a mirror... +1 to my slut radar
She is simultaneously engulfed in several conversations. I know this because she has a super annoying text tone. The kind you can’t help but look at.
She’s received text messages from no less than 3 different guys names on a morning commute… +1 to my slut radar
She is wearing a pretty cute yet still professional dress to work, however...
Fishnet stockings under her business attire… +1 to my slut radar (ok this last one is a bit of a stretch but the other two had me making assumptions)
This girl is
an attention a whore. I’ve been doing this long enough to know it when I see it.
This is where I pussied out. (Yes, even The_Titleist misses sure fire opportunities to open a slut) I hamstered it in my brain (yes, this happens to men too) that it was the morning and even I would hate it if someone opened me up and talked to me on the train. It’s not even 9 am. Besides, I had another plate that was coming over. I move on without worrying about what could have been.
24 hours pass and I’m standing at my station waiting to get on the train. I get on, and wouldn’t you know it, the first open seat has the same girl sitting there.
I don’t miss an opportunity twice
I sit down next to her. She is doing the same routine as yesterday. Time to open this girl up
TT – “You don’t have a mirror at your house?” (I like to open in such a way that she is qualifying herself to me immediately)
She looks over and laughs after she recognizes that it’s the same guy from yesterday.
HB7 – “Haha, I do, but it passes the time on the train and you can’t commute without a good commuting selfie”
TT – “Of course. Where do you get on?”
HB7 – “I get on at [Station Stop]”
TT – “Well if this is going to be a regular thing I better introduce myself. I’m The_Titleist”
HB7 – “Nice to meet you TT, I’m Sugar”
We have general chit chat about how she now lives in the town I grew up in and I continue to tease her for turning the train car into a public restroom. This goes on for about five minutes and the conversation dies naturally. I let it die; there is no need to force anything, yet. I open up my iPad and play some chess, she returns to her makeup and we ride together in silence like any other commute, only this time, I have her hamster spinning over me.
We reach our destination and I look her in the eye.
TT – “If you get on the train at [Station Stop], then you know where [Local Bar] is.”
Her eyes light up as if she had just gotten fucked in the bathroom there before walking to the train.
Sugar – “Of course! I love that place! I live across the street from [Other Local Bar] and a block away from [Local Bar].”
Giving away more information than is needed… This one is all but in the bag.
TT – “We should meet up there tonight” I give her my I’m going to fuck you the second I see you there face
Sugar - “Oh I can’t, I have something going on with friends” Shit test identified
TT – (pause) “Shame” I get up to leave. Counter with dismissal
Sugar - “But if you’re going to be there on Friday we can” Shit test passed
TT - “Cool, what’s your number? I don’t want to lose track of you.”
Sugar - “it’s (###) ###-####”
TT - “I’ll see you then”
We go our separate ways.
I meet up with her on Friday at [Local Bar]. She knew what she was there for. The second I mention that I live by myself she is ready to leave.
-Women are everywhere, and they want you to talk to them.
-If you see the signs, do not hesitate. Life does not often give you second chances.
-When you hold frame and you have awareness of game, getting laid is easy.
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