Like so many of you gents, I started off being quite mediocre at the whole process here. Sure, I got lucky a bit, getting what I could when I could, but NEVER what or WHO I wanted. That is until tonight!

The night started with me having merely browsed this grand lil forum here, and I took it upon myself, feeding from yalls awesome success here, to go out with a good group of friends to a pool hall. It was set that my friend (We will call him Kevin) would be my wing. I tell you, my mind was right from the first step I took in the establishment.

It's a 21+ pool hall, and me being only 20, getting in without a single check was a great boost to my confidence. Soon, my friends, including Kevin began to become a bit discouraged at seeing all the coupled women enjoying pool with their bf's, began doubting our chances at success, but not I! I had come to far! I had left the confides of my normal regimen of:

-wake up -gym -games -friends -games

note: Although I go to the gym at least 4 times a week, I'm not truly a "work of art". Merely a big guy. Kinda pudgy, kinda muscular. I would rate myself at least a 5-7 on a good day, fitted clothes and groomed up.

I was not going to leave there empty handed.

Upon getting some nice IOI's from our Latina waitress, I knew it was on. Now she was my age, and at least an HB 8. WAAYYYY outta my league on a normal day. On a "normal" day, I would have put my head down and just cowered off into my own corner. Not tonight!!

I saw her walking with our drinks and immediately smiled as big as I could, and went to give her a hand, poking fun at her, calling her a slowpoke and such. All this while keeping my smile at a flirty level. In my mind, I was telling her that she was already mine, and it was only a matter of time before she knew it.

Something conveyed properly, because she instantly went to trying to poke fun at me as well, commenting on my clothing (I knew I was dressed to the teeth, so I was able to blow it off) and I told her it was nice of her to notice. Then I added, "it doesn't do justice to me naked, I will admit". At that she blushed, while I just stood there, standing tall, small smirk, and "eyes of fire" as Kevin said. He can be dramatic at times, but I knew it was right. I felt like a King.

Throughout the night, she came back every 10-15 minutes just to trade a couple of lines of convo to me before I sent her away to get me some more free drinks. She had to earn me I told myself. IM the prize here.

Fast forward a couple of hours later, I'm closing our tab, my bummed out friends go and rush outside, as I tell them I'm going for the close here. Before I even get a chance to ask, she acts like something is wrong with my card, and calls me closer to her. Then she jumps forward and pecks me on the cheek. I skip no beat and we start making out. After that, she hands me the card, while grinding against me to the music a little bit, and to my astonishment, it has a napkin with her number on it. She tells me to call her sometime so I can see her outside her work uniform (which was already quite revealing).

TL:DR Went to pool hall, seduced a Latina HB8, made out, got number. Won a lil bit on the inside.