I meet up with my new homie Gsand and his buddy Friday night. I thought I would have a student with me, but he can’t make it, so it’s just the three of us. They are members of a secret society that gets us in free. So we cut the whole cue and meet up with Egypt inside. He is with a ton of cute girls, but I can’t really get on the same page with them. The lovely club is filled with beautiful girls, so it’s not a problem. It is a drunken haze, so like many of my stories I will present a collection of events.
Some russian girl with a giant camera is next to me in line and we start chatting. I can instantly tell she thinks she is really pretty. Unfortunately for her this is not the case. She is ok, but I would never date her. Although I think gsand would, hehe. We are just having a normal chat, when these two dudes behind her start tapping her on the shoulder to get a picture taken. I can see her visibly freeze up. She clearly hates them. The guys tap her like 5 times even after she looks at them and turns away. They annoy her so much that she freezes to me to. Nice.
I like the bartender dude’s hair and I ask him what he uses to keep it up so high. He disappears and comes back with the actual tin to show me. We chat for a bit and shake hands etc. All these rich dudes around me were so shocked. I was like do you bitches know who I am!?! So the dude hooked up the drinks for me and didn’t make me wait. He was a cool dude and if I go to that joint again, I will only order from him.
I walk up to gsand talking to some ugly chinese girl again. He keeps talking to her. But isn’t sure why. The photographer girl comes up and his mate takes her camera and takes some photos. I am pretty shocked that she lets him. I chat to her for quite a bit and get the number. We make plans to go out saturday night, but she was working too late. We texted a bit on sunday too, but haven’t linked up yet.
We left the bar to avoid the chinese girl, possobly overkill, and hit up amika. We got in there free too. We walk in an several amazing things happen. Number one, there is a midget. And not just any midget. This guy is BAD-ASS. He is dressed exactly like Mr T. Red t-shirt, overalls, american flag bandana and of course the gold chains. He is dancing with these two girls, who I immediately say aren’t cute enough for me. (Translation we took them home.)
I met some really famous footballer who plays for England. I had no idea til he walked away and gsand told me. I just thought it was some normal dude. He forgot and I had to remind him the next day that he is the one who told me. For some reason I really thought this was cool. It’s the first famous person I’ve been excited to meet. Well after the fact at least.
Gsand’s friend was hooking up with one Turkish girl, so I grabbed the other one to play around. I took her to the dance floor and decided she wasn’t that pretty so I really pushed it. I was fingerblasting her within minutes. I really push-pulled her. More to see what I could get away with than anything. She was really into me. We kissed a bunch. I kept taking her back to be by her friend, so her friend would get affected by her horniness.
I met a bunch of random dudes in the smoking section. As usual, I was too drunk to remember. But it seems like it was a happy time.
We leave the club and lose Gsand. I later found out he banged some random black chick he met as he was leaving the club. Good-looking bastard.
We get to the dudes apt. Which he shares with like 50 people and I take my girl into the lounge. We are banging before the door closes all the way. I am way too drunk. I have my first experience of whiskey dick and I start really freaking out. I realize after a while that it’s not my dick that’s broken. It’s her wicked dry vagina. I assume it’s broken, you may assume that I’m too ugly to get her wet. Either way it takes ages to shove my badboy in there. I finally do and we bang for a little while. Probably my worst perfomance in a year. Hehe.
She tries to take up the whole couch and in the morning when I try to play more she keeps putting me off. So I steal her panties. I’m not proud of that. Ok I actually am. They were hilarious. And now they are tacked to my posterboard in my room. How dare she deny me morning-sex.
I later realize that I left my used condom under the coffee table. I asked the dude about his house mates and he said he figured I wouldn’t care if they walked in. Fuck me, he’s right!
So on the walk to the train station, I discover she doesn’t know my name either. Phew. We didn’t even pretend to swap phone numbers. She had great tits, but how could I possibly see a girl who doesn’t like morning sex AND has a dry vagina again? At least I finally got my turkish flag.
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