This post is an update to this one here. If you don’t want to read the whole thing (though I strongly urge you to), the gist is that I hung out with some friends and caught the attention of one girl named Mary.

Well it turns out that one of the girls I hung out with at the end of the night that time invited me to her place for New Years, and Mary was invited too. I knew this was the time to strike, but first I wanted to get Mary’s number since I didn’t at the end of the previous encounter. Shout out to u/valvestate and u/fluviant for the texting helpful tips. The Facebook conversation to get her number went like this:

Me: You forgot to give me your number the other night, ya flooze. How else are we supposed to get together and drink some Jameson?

Her: You didn't ask me for my number DEM_CHESTICLES

Me: It was early, I was tired. Sue me

Her: (insert her number here) :)

So I text her my number, she asks me if I’m going to the party, I confirm, and we part ways. Simple and dirty, but shows she wants to see me again soon.

Party time comes, but she’s a bit late. I’m socializing with the girl who is hosting the party and the other girl there, knew I wasn’t going to close them at all. But I wanted to get into the party and high energy frame. Alcohol starts running rampant, but I’m staying fairly sober and level headed, and Mary comes in about 11:30. I play it cool and don’t invest too much in any one girl there (the whole group was 3 girls and me). Alcohol keeps flowing, the ball drops, and one of the girls goes to bed early.

Now is when things start to get awesome.

Mary is a bit tipsy after a few rum and cokes, and she is getting more touchy feely with people, including me. I don’t react to it, and it helps me later on in the night. Someone suggests heading to the hot tub, and I knew this was the perfect time to strike. We all fill up on drinks and head to the hot tub, where the hostess, since she’s pretty drunk, starts ranting about her beta boyfriend and how she wants him to be with other people and experience other things blah blah blah. I man up, give great advice, and Mary is completely agreeing with me too (she seems like a real RP woman). I think this seems to be raising my value because I’m touching her on the leg and back while I’m talking like it’s all nothing, and she loves it. Eventually I just pull her into me with my arm around her and she immediately wraps her arms around me. I’m feeling like such a man, it is an amazing feeling.

At one point I pick her up and put her onto my lap while I’m giving advice like it’s nothing, and she just wraps herself around me so naturally. This was the key, everything I did was not thought through and it was natural, and her reactions were genuine and natural as well.

Finally, I decide to get out and dry off, but the two stay in for 10 extra minutes or so, most likely to gossip about me. I get dressed and do my thing while they come inside too. Mary gets more booze and is being obviously flirty with me. We go downstairs, she sits on the opposite end of the couch I sit on and plays the whole “Don’t mind me, I’m just going to sit here on my phone. If you want me come get me.” I pull her close to me and she gives the stereotypical eye roll and deep sigh. I whisper in here ear in a mildly forceful tone “Kiss me.” She says that she doesn’t know if she wants to. I quickly respond with “Are you sure about that”? She says no and goes up to kiss me. Solid minute or so, and I make sure to end first.

BOOM. I’m getting laid tonight, no doubt. Now I just need to figure out when and where, considering I’m at someone else’s house.

Drinking, board games, the usual, but we are all getting tired and decide to get ready for bed. The girl who lives there goes upstairs to her room, and Mary crawls into the bed in the basement. After I’m done I ask her if there’s room in the bed still (knowing fully that she wants me in there with her, I was absolutely aware of that). I crawl in and immediately we spoon and she puts my arm around her and cuddles with it. Within a few minutes we’re kissing again, and we go at it for an hour or so.

The kicker? I was a virgin. But she didn’t know that. Hell, I don’t think my brain knew. It just went into autopilot and was as dominant as could be. I knew what I was doing, it really is a natural and primal instinct. And she was satisfied, that’s for sure. We were joking and laughing during and after all of this. One of the best moments was when we were both in the bathroom washing up and she says something and I just respond with “That’s good,” smack her on the ass, and send her off with “I’ll meet you downstairs when I’m done.”

She waited for me outside of the bathroom door.

Now, this concludes that real meat and potatoes of the field report. However, something else transpired during that night that I could really use some guidance on. If you’re willing to read on, be my guest; I could use all the help I can get with this.

After the nice ass smacking, we head downstairs and crawl into bed, me spooning her and her cuddling with me. This is around 5:45 or so. However, I wake up at around 7:30 or so to her tossing and turning. She notices that I’m up too and turns to face me. I kiss her, and we get ready for another go at things. After fingering and kissing, I come out and say, and I quote, “Here’s the deal: I go and get another condom, but you take top this time.” I figured we could change things a bit since the whole night is me taking charge and initiating things. Well, her whole dynamic takes an immediate turn. She lets out a huge sigh, buries her head in her hands, and turns away from me. I kinda freak out on the inside, this is really shaking my frame. I tell her that if she isn’t comfortable with that we don’t have to take it to that point. I’m staying as cool and in charge as I can, but I don’t know what the fuck is going on. She reassures me that she’s fine and it isn’t my fault. Mistakenly I say that if she needs to talk about anything she can go ahead. Since she is an “independent soul” she chuckles at that and says she doesn’t want to talk. We go back to bed, but she is more distant and isn’t receptive to my arm around her.

We finally wake up for real at about 12:30 and get dressed and start to head out of the house. She is more laughing and being her normal self, but there was a major elephant in the room. I break the silence by saying “I apologize for what happened last night (the second go around), I get excited sometimes.” She immediately is smiling and saying that it is all good, and reassures me that it isn’t something I did. We say good bye to the hostess and walk out to our cars, where I hug her and then drive home.

Yeah yeah, I probably fucked this whole part up majorly, and I can sense that she has some personal issues with taking command. I had to lead literally everything that happened that night, including the fact that she wouldn’t even touch my dick until I physically put her hands on the outside of my pants. But when that happened she was just a machine, no holding back. Maybe we just need to experience each other more before we take it somewhere else.

I haven’t talked to her since we parted ways, mostly because I don’t know if I should or not. I feel like something could come of her; she isn’t LTR material at all, but I’m looking for some pussy every once in a while. Should I talk to her again, meet up with her at some point, should we talk about what happened at all? My guess is that the latter option isn’t an option at all, but I’m just lost at the steps to be taken, if I should be taking any steps at all. This is easily the weakest part of my game, and I’m prone to over-think everything. I’m still a beginner, but I’ve come a long way since my BP days. That doesn’t mean I can’t keep growing though. You guys have yet to let me down; fuck, you guys helped me finally get laid! Hopefully these FRs will help out other newbies, and I hope you guys can assist me too.