Friday @ Shenanigans

I should have written this yesterday.  Waiting a single day means that all the craziness of last night is now coloring my memories of Friday.  Basically, I’ve come to the realization that I’ve hit the next level in game.  My shit is just getting so tight.  I do think it’s derivative of my growing sense of inner game.  On to the tale…

I went to my new local spot for a 1on1 with a new student.  Now I didn’t know anything about this dude, so I didn’t know what to expect.  He was really advanced compared to most of my students and had really good inner game.  His main issue was moving things past the middle phase.  But I digress.  We worked only a few sets all night.  But stayed in them a really long time progressing.  I was on fire.  I didn’t need to micromanage my student but could instead just give him small guidance moves.  He is gonna be good really soon.  I can tell.  It’s just a matter of time on the field.  So I open a demo set of two Italian girls.  Before I know it he is working the friend.  I didn’t even notice.  Really tight winging.

Set1 – My girl was cute enough.  I chatted for a while and it was going really well.  Her friend wasn’t digging my student.  Mainly a language barrier thing.  Her English was sorely lacking.  So they go off to the toilet.  When they say this I react.  Only with body language, but it is something I need to work on right now.  I got caught up between calling her out and not caring.  The two response choices.  So they go off and I assume that my bad facial response blew the set….Later on I run into them out in the smoking section while my student is talking to a stunning girl out on her own.  They are loving me and I move it forward.  My girl even has her friend take a picture of us and starts talking about facebook.  My name is so common that that’s worthless.  I’m unfindable.  So I give her my number and then go to find my student….Hours later I am taking him to another bar and we run into the girls outside another bar.  We are going to different places and I speed escalate mine.  I shove my tongue in her mouth.  She was another teeth kisser.  Why do I keep running into girls like this?  I mean who wants their tongue bitten on the first kiss?  Sigh.  So then I shove her face at my neck and tell her to bite me.  Mistake.  Holy crap I thought the mouse bit hard.  This girl was a machine.  It hurt so bad I couldn’t make a noise to stop her.  She gives me her number and reconfirms our date for the next day.  I run off with my student.  Needless to say she flaked….I needed to take her home right then.  But my duty is to my work!

Set 2 – I catch my student in set with 3 girls and a boy.  One girl is a giant.  One is short and chubby.  And one is stunning.  Somehow my student is after the giant.  Sweet.  The dude is the short one’s boyfriend.  So I start talking to the lovely one.  She is amazing.  From milton keynes. a nurse.  works on the isle of dogs.  owns scrubs.  really nice girl.  Boom!  I isolate her to the bar and escalate.  My new kick is honesty escalation.  It has been working really well.  I might write my next article about it.  Or just save it for my ebook.  We’ll see.  I tell her what I like about her and keep pushing it forward.  She drops the bf bomb.  OH and she’s a ballerina.  She promises to be my ballet buddy, but her friends are so suspicious.  They keep asking me if I kissed her.  Of course I said no.  Good thing they didn’t ask if I’d touched her boobs or she’d touched my cock. I keep working other sets with my student.  She finds me again later and is all over me.  I get her facebook info etc, but she hasn’t added me yet.  She pinkie swore she would take me to a ballet.  But I have a feeling her friends chastised the hell out of her.

Final Girl – So on the way home with my student.  To take him to the bus stop I see a girl who used to be a bartender at my favorite bar.  She is really really beautiful.  I have never really talked to her because I use the bar as a home base.  So I don’t wanna fuck it up.  She doesn’t work there anymore.  She’s from Poland.  We talk like 2 minutes and then I have to go home.  But it was going well.  I was back later and she was gone.  Shame.  I hope to see her again and push it forward.  I mean I can see her eyes right now.  Either way I’m proud of myself for not hesitating.