So this is going to be my first lay report on this forum. I have had a lay before, since trying this "PUA" lifestyle. But I'd thought id make this my first. This happened a few weeks ago; I was hoping to write about it earlier, but exams just hit so I kind of procrastinated in doing so.
I usually try to find talent whenever I am studying at a coffee shop. But here in shitty Fresno, doesn't seem to be much going on. So on a third attempt of changing coffee shops (I usually don't study when I should because of this); I was going to try at Barnes and Nobles. When I pulled up I thought to myself, this is stupid; I should go to the mall. But out stepped this gorgeous, tall, blonde out of a black Jeep (with a sorority insignia on the back). I was to make her my target.
So I headed to the notebook, book marks, greeting cards section, where I saw her looking at notebooks. I noticed her looking at the leather bound notebooks (which I evidently love), where she was shopping around. I kind of stood next to her but as she moved I moved in the other direction, keeping my ninja like stealth (what I think worked most of all is that she had no idea I was hitting on her even when I asked for her number) , as to not elicit notice before I was ready to strike. I caught her eye as I walked by and I think she smiled at me but I couldn't tell and was unsure. (She would later tell me she did). So I saw her look at some art supplies and I thought of an opener, "I have a question, my friend is an artist and her birthday is this weekend, can you help me find something"? But I was getting nervous. I couldn't seem to just saw the words. But I thought of old Wayne Gretski, "You miss 100% of the shots you don't take" I don't remember every detail but I remember that very vividly. So I asked her.
She seemed very perceptive, friendly and smiled at me. She was also very helpful in doing so. She mentioned off handedly she went to England over the summer for a school exchange thing they had. I was able to transition to that topic as I lived in England for 9 years as a young lad. So I told her a story of myself, when I was young, on a field trip, wishing I could go back and see those cobble roads and small houses. She seemed more interested. We talked for a while. Everything she said I would elaborate on. She liked art. This is was the biggest. She had mentioned there's a Frida Karlo exhibit touring and the first day was tomorrow. This was incredibly important. As I would look around the store to "find a present for my friend", I would tell stories or the background of certain art (DaVinci for example) and tied it into the beauty of art. I walked around the store in a several places (I believe this is important). As I was talking to her a friend of hers saw her and I introduced myself to him. We talked about fraternities (I am in a professional grad school one while they are both in undergraduate social ones; I would later find out she's only 18). He left. I then realized all this time I never got her name. So I introduced myself 45 min. into our conversation. Her friend heard and yelled back "You guys just MET?" We both laughed.
So we had talked for a while. I then decided it was time. I said hey this art exhibit seems kind of interesting; are you the type that would be able to explain what's happening with the art and be able to talk about it? I challenged her. Yes, she said. So I asked if she wanted to go with me, and she very calmly said yes. I gave her my phone to add her number and she did the same. I later googled her, to find her twitter which read, "Just had a dope hour long conversation with a stranger at B&N" I was the stranger. (for the record she searched everything about me too)
She texted me the next morning saying good morning. We had decided to meet at the museum at 11 am. She had a sorority event to attend after. So we looked at art. The important thing is, that I would sometimes get in close to her face almost as if I were to kiss her, when reading the description (This she later told me made her fucking crazy), I KINO escalated with my touches until we were holding hands very comfortably as we walked through the museum. We had seen everything (I did some DHV stories here about my doctorate program, my years in theatre, and about being the best public speaker in CA which I so am). She had to leave because of her event, so I walked her out to her car. As she was speaking she said something, and I got close to her and spoke under my breath, "yeah, that’s really interesting", she then said "I forgot what I was going to say". I got even closer, she dove in and we started making out, hard. It was so obvious, that 3 guys who were near said "Just suck his dick already" (She later told me she wanted to).
So she left. She kept texting me about how interested she was in me. How she's never met someone like me. How I was the most interesting person she had ever met and wanted to know everything about me. We later said we would come back to my house at night and watch a movie. But we never saw the movie.
The next morning I dropped her off at her sorority house. She seemed still crazy about me. Later that night she spoke about how she didn't want to have sex right away as they seem to ruin relationships to quickly but she couldn't help herself. She said she was wet when I made out with her. (Here's something I learned from a girl when I was 16, make out with the girl on the side of next, mostly with your lips and a little tongue, like a French kiss, every girl I've done it to has made them fucking crazy).
The disappointing thing here. I tried texting her into the next week and she wouldn't respond back much. So I started doing so every few days. I haven't seen her since except briefly for 30 minutes, but I was drunk and she had a sorority thing to go to. But at least for those few days, I was everything to her. It’s a good lesson. She honestly fucked like an amateur porn star and she's only 18. Fuck. I admit I did get a bit of oneitis with her, but moved on. I might hit her up one more time but it's doubtful. But I hope you liked my first lay report.