So after a long thursday night at work I stop by my local pub, my usual routine for about two years. I do work nights btw, at best I can get there a little over an hour before last call. . .I live in a rural but transient area of about ten thousand.

I can't walk into a subway(sandwich), gas station, or McDonald's without running into someone I know, but also someone I don't.

So here I am at my local with the locals. A half dozen Europeans that work nearby for a summer campground and in walks this woman.

Gorgeous, petite, perfect body shape, dark skinned and exotic.

Ive lived in two major metropolis, and have seen no better.

In short she ticked off ten of my my ten boxes, plus a few bonus ones in terms of physical.

It sparked for me immediately from my peripheral...you. In a place where I spend far more time turning down women than even looking at them.

Shes with her boy, whom I do not deem a threat. When they come out to smoke when I am, I let them know that bringing drinks outside is strictly forbidden and will get you expelled immediately, no questions asked.

Later after I thoroughly enjoyed my smoke and went back inside, I found the couple again. A mutual friend in between gave me all the social proof and validation I could ask for, hadn't seen him in months.

Afterwards I apologize to the girl(first mistake), for being a dick earlier. (I had enough conviction and resilience earlier i.e. frame that they thought I was bar security). I informed them I was not, just looking after their interests as the police station is nearby and frequently visits.

The female in question, asks for my name hand outheld, phrasing it as if shes forgotten.

We've never met I say, and we whisper our names to each other.

I do not let go of her hand, but rather hold it gently as we discuss.

She showers me with compliments, about my looks, how suave and smooth I am, and about my beard. As any bearded man will know beard compliments make me giddy with boyish pride. Something typically that entices women even further with your boyish excited glee.

While this goddess held my hand telling me how unusual I was, within 2 feet of her boyfriend, in a not so loud environment. I told her that's always a pleasure to meet a beautiful woman.

I could see that pussy dry faster than California, up we have to go...now.

A girl willing to get wet over a few words and eye contact, runs away at a simple responsive phrase.

I know I lost frame, tell me where, how do I fix this?

Its infuriating to see what I want take sides with an inferior man in all respects. Even if she st arfishes and cuckolds.

Excuse formatting, drunk on mobile.