We were strolling around town basically looking for sets with my wing. Our city isn't that big so it can become somewhat hypnotizing when there simply are not that many approaches to be done.

And that's what happened to my wing. It was "his turn" to approach and he was so hypnotized by the environment that he simply couldn't. So then of course, I had to do it. I say this not out of some necessity to approach everything that moves but because of the fact that this chick (HB9 from here on) had the best ass I have recently seen here.

I couldn't approach her at first either. But once again I forgot about the stupid 3 second rule and went in after we saw her couple minutes later. With my walking sticks I schlepped over, stood in front of her and asked "Hi, my friend and me were arguing over how old you are. He says you're under 18 (he actually argued 16) and I said over (I actually guessed 23). Would you mind telling us?" She responded, much to my surprise, not by running away but actually calmly looking me in the eye and saying "Hi, I'm 22."

It was on. My memory fails me on how I transitioned into normal conversation from there. I think I may have commented something about her Michael Kors bag.

We go back and forth a bit with HB9 and then my wing enters the set. For some reason he thought this would be a good idea. He says something very awkwardly and I just try to ignore it and concentrate on HB9.

The conversation begins to lag and die down and I decide it's time to close. I pull out my phone, stealthily set it up so that she can enter the number and say "Well listen, we gotta bounce (again, I'm speaking Finnish) but it was nice to meet you. Put your number here, let's have coffee some day." She agrees. Later I whatsapp her the regular "Hi it's newmood from there and there, it was nice to meet you :)" I sometimes also address it with a statment of empathy if it was a little awkward for her. This time it felt like it wasn't.

The logistics with this one are abyssmal (she lives out of town, far in the country side) but because she is so hot I try to make it work anyway. The next day I whatsapp her "You did you leave CityX already?" She responds by saying yes but that she'll be back tomorrow.

We set up a date at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. She says that she can "meet quickly". First red flag but I decide to continue just to get the reference experience. Later that night she wants to change the time, second flag but because I'm still a beginner I decide to just play along wheras RSDJeffy would advice to stay in frame and demand we go by my plan.

So I play along and we meet today at eleven AM. We meet at a hotel lobby because I thought the bar there would be open. It isn't. Good. Now I can move her around (again, I've grown to hate coffeeshop dates, hard to escalate and super awkward if you run out of things to say).

And move her I do, just to get a feel how that works. I usually stay put with my dates. Well, it turns out RSDJulien wasn't wrong with her being more comfortable with you if you move her around. After initial "Hi, long time no see" and an awkardish hug with my sticks (which I address) I tell here we're going to coffee shop X. We start walking and talking. I find her a bit boring but talks a lot. Which takes a little bit lf the pressure off of me (first time on a date with HB9).

As we arrive to an area where we can see the coffee shop I come up with an excuse about the weather that we should try a location better covered from the wind. "Let's grab some drinks from the shop there and then go sit to place Y". We (I) buy the drinks.

We walk out and towards the place I've told her we're going to. It's strategically close to where I've parked. And right at the underground carage door which is at street level I tell her "Let's go to my flat, it's right down the street, I've got two kittens and a nice view". I don't really wait for her to agree, I just open the carage door and she slightly hesitantly agrees.

I keep talking whenever she's done. We go into my car and drive off. At this point I'm already so far out of my own comfort zone that I can't believe I'm actually doing it.

I just try to remain chill so it doesn't seem like a big deal driving to my place in the middle of the day after knowing eachother for 20 minutes.

We arrive and go upstairs. We sit on the sofa, I get us glassed and we commence enjoying our soda water. Chit-chat, try to act interested. Kino her hair first, tell her I like the color.

After about 10-15min I take her glass from her hand and tell her (I don't know why I told her but.. yea) that "Don't be scared, I'm going to kiss you now." She looks mildly terrified, but ready to kiss back. I kiss her a couple of times. It doesn't feel much like anything. There's no real connection. It's cool I think to myself, just take it slower.

I back off, chit-chat, kiss again a bit later. Kino her wrist, comment about the watch. Chill, chit-chat. She's into EDM, I go put on protocol radio by Nicky Romero and ask her to lie next to me on the sofa, I'm a bit nervous because she keeps looking at her watch. Kino her ass and thighs, kiss more, kiss her neck.

Now this is the time I should've pulled her in to the bedroom. I pussy out and decide to "build more comfort". I'm a little freaked out myself because it's all happening so fast. Conversation turns neutral. She says she's hungry and wants to go eat something. I lie to her that I already ate. Offer her a kale-shake and Starbucks I have in my fridge, she doesn't like kiwi, I offer to warm up a pizza for her.

Pizza in the oven. I'm dead at this point. I decide to go to the bathroom to cool down gather my thoughts. I go upstairs. When I come back it's LMR time, hard. "My sister texted me and wants to go eat." I know it's an excuse but my frame has crumbled so I don't come up with anything and just agree to take her back to the city.

Take the pizza out of the oven. Try not to show any reaction. Hard as fuck because I'm super horny and pissed off at this point (basically pissed off at my own inaction). She tells me I can eat the pizza later, I tell her I don't eat frozen pizza, it's for the guests. I take her back, kiss and hug goodbye, probably forever.

Lessons learned: Don't be a pussy, seal the deal when time comes. Don't ignore red flags, demand her time free of hassless and multitasking. She practically brought her whole fucking family in town and was on a schedule and had not eaten.

Something positive: stepped miles outside of my comfort zone, quick esclation, moved around, during the day, hottest chick yet.

If you feel like I missed something, feel free to comment.

Peace.