Hey, Diablo.
Glad to see you are posting. I got two high quality problems right now and I need your professional opinion.
I met this girl at a gas station last week on friday. She's got the face of a 7, but the body of an 8. Well, anywhoo, a few hours after I got her number she texts me. I was at work and I ended up texting back and forth with this girl practically most of the afternoon while working. Long story short, I was playing basketball with some neighborhood homies and she texts me @ 10:25 p.m. This is how it went down.
HBhybrid: What u doin?
Me: Smoking and playing basketball. What it do?
HBhybrid: I'm here at club 06.
Me: Who you with?
HBhybrid: some friends
Me: u texting me as an invitation to see you or do you just miss me already
HBhybrid: just bored
Me: Well, I know a little cafe. There are some restaurants around.
HBhybrid: I c wutz up
I didn't get a response later that night. I spoke to her the next day, but she was out of town. I got a good feeling she's gonna want to hook up, soon.
I didn't go to the club she was at 'cause I didn't want to come off as desperate or seem needy and I wanted to maintain the frame. What you think I should have done? Go to the club and meet her and her friends or what? I may have fucked up with the whole cafe and restaurant deal because it makes it seem like I'm courting her instead of just wanting to fuck her. Dude, this girl and I have very little rapport and nothing in common, so for sure she wants my dick.
Now my second high quality problem. I met this HB9 this Sunday at the mall. I was talking to her yesterday and she was trying to test me, but I did a total 180 on her ass. She was like, "Yeah. So, what about it?". I was legitimately trying to get her in a convo, but she wasn't having it. Instead I qualified her behavior and was like, "I know what you're doing. You know, I can tell you have a strong personality, which makes you very dominant. I like that, but I can also tell that with all that exterior toughness, deep down inside you're just a little girl who's very emotional.". I start to run some virtual compliance techniques on the phone about her and I being boyfriend and girlfriend and how she's gonna buy me this and that and blah blah blah, but how it would probably last 2 months. She's like, "Two months. How rude?!", and I was like, "Okay, three months.". Dude, she ends up texting me a picture of her big beautiful ass wearing a victoria secret underwear. Dude, it was see through. I start to tease her about her ass saying, "Well, you do have a wonderful ass, but by any chance did you get a but implant? Something so beautiful can't be real.". She start to qualify herself to me and all that shit, man. Anyways, I wanted to set something for the night so we can fuck, but she told me she was babysitting for her mom. I text her the next day and this is how it went:
Me: I got an idea for you, but I'm not sure if you can handle it.
HBgreat ass: ?
Me: I just got off work and I got some time up until five. I want to have lunch with you. What time is your lunch break?
(I get no response for an hour.)
Me: U don't eat lunch or do I make you nervous?
(another hour passes by)
Me: Nevermind. I though we had a vibe. Apparently you r not interested enough to answer a simple question. I don't want to play this game. Bye.
Again, this chick and I have very little rapport and nothing in common, other than wild hormones. I got a feeling she'll get in contact with me again and if she doesn't call by this week I will call her sunday. I've noticed one thing, though. It seems like these chicks I'm meeting have no interest in building rapport and want to just fuck. They really do respond more to sexual tension than authenticity and when I suggest to do something that seems like I want to be their boyfriend, they close up. What's your experience with party girls vs. none party girls?
I'm not worried about these two girls. I'm gonna meet up with some asian woman with fake breasts next week and I just recently set something up with some girl with a great body, but a slightly questionable face who's been hitting on me. That's not a problem, though.
