After writing this I see that it has become quite a long post. It is also my first post on these forums, apart from the one in the introductions section. I hope I am writing this in the correct place and not to bore you too much.
The introduction started around 10:30 in the morning, last Thursday. It was my first day at this university in Madrid. It was a rather boring thing. We got a little tour around the campus and some free paella during lunch. Then we had about an hour to relax until we were to go in again for some kind of presentation. I assumed it would be this standard thing all institutions did, praising themselves and the city or area in which they are located, you know the drill. Anyway, it was full of Italians, Germans, some French and the rest was from other places. The Spanish wouldn't be there until the Monday after, when classes started. I'm not so big on Italian or German girls, and the French ones present weren't worth it. I am in Madrid because I want to meet some nice Spanish women. Preferably slightly older, but students is also fun. It would be nice to get to know their dating culture, do stuff the Spanish way, meet their family and have their mothers cook me delicious local meals. Please don't get me wrong, in no way I intend to use/abuse women or their family, merely enjoy their company and their beloved skills. Well, that had to wait. I did see quite some hot girls, but most of them Italian. I would give them a chance later this year. In the end, after the paella during the free time, I sat with the few fellow Dutchmen who were there. All female and not very attractive. However, we did have some quality conversation and fun. After about 20 minutes of simple but fun conversation my canthus spotted a cute small blonde. She was close to an 8 and positively one of the hottest present on the campus that day.
I acted as if I didn't see her, but gently started to improve my posture, and talked more alpha to the group. I had never done this before, but for some reason it felt rather natural. The four Dutch girls around me were now listening to my every word. One of them wavered over the cute blondine. She was also Dutch. I found myself to be in the controlling position of the conversation. When I talked they listened, and without saying anything or much of a gesture, it felt like I were the one to coordinate when others could talk. It was an amazing feeling and I very much enjoyed it. The cute blondine wasn't yet allowed to talk. At some point she tried to jump in by saying something about a guy who was sitting on a bench a few meters away. What she said wasn't an insult or something bad, but when I negged her by saying she was mean to have said that, it was the perfect amount of neg. The other girls laughed a bit at her, but not enough to make her feel unwanted or uncomfortable. It was a beautiful day by the way. We sat on long wooden benches in the middle of a stretch of grass with pines popping out here and there. She was wearing one of those tight black pants going down halfway her ankles, beige medium height heels and a very attractive top of some sort of fluffy fabric somewhere between spring green and cyan. She was short, with long shiny hair and a gorgeous figure. It was hard not to get lost in here deep bright blue eyes which in a strange way were complimented by the colour of her top.
Anyway, after a bit more talking and me ignoring her I let her in on the conversation. The other girls could see that she was much better looking than they were, but because we had good conversation before, they didn't seem to mind me turning my attention to the cute blondine, who was now sitting next to me. She happened to be from the same province in Holland as myself and we had a good laugh about random stuff. I told her that I wanted to find a Spanish girlfriend to improve my Spanish and get to meet her family as I mentioned above, which she found very interesting. I though it time for isolation and told her my thoughts on the presentation we were going to have, then proposed to just go home. It's about an hour bus+metro from the campus to my place. I didn't invite her to my place though, I just proposed to leave and head towards the bus stop. She concurred and we walked while having simple conversation. I could feel she was attracted to me because of my laid back attitude as she’s the kind of girl to get massive attention from guys, especially here in Spain, being blonde and all. I could feel the jealous eyes of many a guy burning in my back when we smoothly moved off towards the bus stop. I had never before felt so comfortable with a girl of her calibre. At the bus stop it turned out we had to take different busses and mine was almost riding in. I said her good bye and see you tomorrow in school, waited a few seconds and added ''You know what, give me your number so we can chill sometime'' and before I finished my sentence she was reaching in her purse (same colour beige as her heels) to find her phone. She hadn't remembered her new Spanish number yet so had to look it up. When I had saved it, the bus opened its door right in front of me and I was off.
The same evening I texted her just for some random chat. I wasn't sure if it was too soon, but she seemed to like it. I think she wanted me to ask her out, but I didn't want to come out too needy and had other plans that evening anyway. The next morning we were both at the campus, but it was a rather busy day of choosing courses and getting other stuff sorted, so we didn’t meet. Later I texted her if she wanted to grab a coffee with me. She had fallen asleep so needed some time to freshen up, but agreed to meet me in my neighbourhood. It took her about 20 minutes of metro to get there, so she texted me when she did. I met her at the metro station 2 minutes from my place and told her we were going to a place of which I knew the manager. I had only been there once, but knew the guy as flatmate of a friend of mine. We walked there and got a warm welcome from the guy at the bar. It was around 10PM so not that busy yet. Sitting on high chairs in a corner she had a glass of sangria while I enjoyed a gin & tonic. We had nice conversation and at some point the topic came to what we found important in a partner. I said that I found it important for a partner to be a good kisser. Though there was some kino going on, this was the first real intimate conversational topic we had. She agreed with me. I asked if she were a good kisser. She didn't really know what to say, but I could see that it was the right moment. I leaned in and kiss closed. I wasn't lying when I said I found kissing important, and she was a good kisser. Then kino got better and we stayed and talked a while longer until I told her we were going somewhere else. When going to the toilet earlier I had asked my friend to recommend me a good place to take this girl, for I'm not yet that well known in Madrid. On a piece of paper he had written a name, which later I said to the taxi driver. The place looked nice from the outside, but very empty. It was 1:30AM, still too early for many bars in Madrid. We were in a neighbourhood unknown to me, but I thought there would be more bars around. Eventually we walked up to a place which played nice house-ish yet kind of sensual music. There were a couple very pumped up guys outside who showed us in. I hadn't noticed when we were outside, but now it was obvious. The place was packed with extremely muscled homosexuals. The atmosphere was very nice though, so we decided to stay. In the back there were small corners with sofas which offered some privacy. That’s where we sat down and didn't do much other than exchange a few words between all the kissing and touching. I didn't touch her boobs. At some point I got very tired and told her I was going to drop her off and go home. She then asked me if I wanted to sleep over. What an amazing moment! I hadn't expected that at all. The decision to refuse was one of great self-control, but I thought it better if I was going to take it slow and slightly more serious with this girl. I liked her and we were on quite the same level with many things. This was not an act of oneitis, but I didn’t want to bang her on the first occasion and leave her feeling used. My excuse was that the next morning I had to train on my road bike with the club, which was true. I think this was a great moment of DHV. So I dropped her off at her flat and went home to sleep.
The next day, saturday, we texted a bit and she told me she liked me. In the evening she asked me if I wanted to go out, but I was exhausted and only wanted to sleep. At around midnight when I was in bed she called me three times. I ignored the calls as if I were already asleep. I knew we had a good time, but this seemed a bit over the top in my eyes. Maybe we had a too good time?
Anyway, the next day I asked what was up that she called me, to which she replied that she just wanted to hear my voice. I was flabbergasted in a positive way. Later that day she told me she had some trouble sorting out some stuff for uni, so I offered to come over to her place and help her out. Once there I helped her and we had some fun. She was concerned about going to classes the next day as her Spanish is very bad. I comforted her and we talked a bit and kissed a bit, coming from both myself and from her, but I didn't feel that she was really into sleeping together that night. I could imagine as it was late and she had to get up early the next day to go to campus, while I had the monday off. At some point I told her I was gonna go home, so she walked me out and put her arms around my neck, kissed me and thanked me for helping her. It was almost 2AM, no more taking the metro at that hour. It would have been a 25 minute walk, which isn't bad, but I was glad that there was a bus going my way. On my way home I wanted to text her good night and tell her not to worry too much about the classes in Spanish, but she had blocked me. WTF?
I thought it was a mistake and didnt care much, but the next morning I was still blocked. Had she only used me to help her with that school related stuff? Did I screw it up because I didn't screw her? All sorts of thoughts went through my mind. I felt like texting her through SMS (we used WhatsApp before) or calling her to ask what happened. I wanted to know what I did wrong, or perhaps what I didnt do. I just couldnt understand. The vibe between us was perfect and until the moment I left her flat she showed great interest and appeal towards me. I couldnt think of much else all monday, but even though it was very hard I didn't contact her. I had consulted with a friend on what to do. He advised me not to care too much and be the man. You are the prize, not her. That's what he told me. I agreed and didn't contact her since. After that day of total confusion I pulled myself together and got over it. I though I'd see her on campus and act normal: Be nice to her and don't show any weakness. I wanted her to feel regret because she had missed out on me.
We didn't see eachother on the campus anymore and I had almost forgotten about her, when wednesday after midnight (so actually today) she apparently unblocked me and texted ''How are you Lid?'' to which I didn't reply. Who the hell does she think she is? Leaving a guy in the dark like that and then thinking I'd go kiss her ass when she feels the need? I felt humiliated for having misread this girl. I thought she was much nicer than this. Then this morning she texted ''In school?'' to which I replied about an hour later ''No im on my way''. She didn't reply, but out of curiosity I couldnt resist and texted a couple of hours later ''Why?'' to which she replied ''Just like that''. Then I new. I knew before, but this gave it some extra confirmation, that she was not worth me at all.
Still I find it a shame, because I did like her and even though she acted a real bitch, I would still love to get some bedroom action with her. At this point I am stuck. What should I do? I don't want to give in to being her puppet, but still I want to know the truth to why she acted the way she did, and also I want to have sex with her. Should I just leave it be or is there some way to make things right and put me in a powerful position to get things done anyway? Up until now I havent shown any weakness. Apparently she had thought I would come back to her on my knees, but I didnt and she texted me first. That must have done some good right?
Thanks for reading and I hope you guys can help me out with some advise on this one!