| Tonight I went out at the last minute (Midnight) with the intention of sarging alone (Never done this before-thought I would try it out if noone else was around)
Upon arriving in the bright lights of the city, and texting pretty much my entire social network, I was out of options for people to meet with due to a number of reasons. After having a beer by myself, in a bar full of 5's/6's and country lads (Depressing to say the least) I finally meet up with some of my old mate's from where I grew up (we're all 18)...Turns out, there's quite a few people there I know, plus this adorable blonde HB7 called Nadia, with tight curves and a classy sense of style who I have admired for a few years. We were crowded outside this group of clubs waiting around, so I started teasing and negging her about how she looks trashy/slutty by taking her heels off and walking around barefoot-she ate it up!! She then leads me by hand through the crowd to catch up with our other buddies.(IOI?- We still hadn't officially 'met' at this point)
We go into an upscale bar and bump into more people that some of us knew-social proof. Our group grabs some drinks (Jager BOMB!) and we go out onto the balcony, where I notice HB7 giving me the eye repeatedly (IOI?). I then light up a cigarette that my buddy gave me, then start jokingly preaching to HER about how SHE shouldn't smoke (and I was the one smoking...). Again, she lapped it up. I was stoked.
We then leave a bit later on and end up walking along the street. Next thing I know, me and HB7 are jokingly rating every trashy girl/guy that goes past. I take every opportunity to call her a hypocrite(jokingly) whenever she makes a fuss over something shes not doing well herself. Kino, kino, kino. Again, she loves it, because Im not taking it too far. And when a streetkid came up halfway through(dressed with a New Era hat, dirty Hoody, shorts and skate shoes) and said I looked 'gay' (dress shirt untucked, normal jeans and pointed leather shoes) she just laughed at his face. This actually lifted my value, because it put in perspective how classy I was.
We then go into a dancehall type club, and then I ask my buddy if HB7 has a boyfriend... turns out she DOES.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. Here's a girl who I was sarging effortlessly, who I was attracted to, and whose house was within 2 minutes of my place, and who took to me well, and shes TAKEN.
Now, I know it's been done before, but I wasn't prepared to do any BF-destroying, or any other stunt relating to closing. I don't want to break them up, so I just left it.
We go to a few more bars as a group, but since the night was getting on, and with my info on her relationship, I just couldn't get back into the groove.
Then we jumped on the booze bus home...
Me and my buddy Growler sat down behind a four set of girls our age. 2 brunettes on the far side, and 2 blondes directly in front of us, facing the front (as were we).
One blonde, Mia , was and HB8, the other one , Ellie, was a HB6.5. This is where things got interesting...
After sitting down behind them I immediately started a conversation, daring the HB6.5 to ask this obese African women opposite to sing for us. I offered her a dollar to do this... Both HBs were laughing/joking with us, and thinking up possible questions ie.do you only like blacks? blahblahblah. It was all fun BANTER.
Once we got off the (unintentional) opener, we started talking about all sorts of general stuff/borderline AFC , BUT BUT BUT, I made sure to keep it flirty. I high-fived them both for different things, kept repeating their names without sounding forced, made sure they knew exactly who I was (Do I look like my drivers licence?), kept joking/laughing/flirting/teasing/flirting/flirting the whole way.
The HB6.5 had already offered to have me and my buddy Growler round to her house (She told us the freakin ADDRESS and directions) so she could BAKE FOR US! hahaha. I number closed her about halfway back, and she was more than keen to have us round ; ) . Then, next thing, the HB8 starts dropping hints left-right-and-center about going skinny dipping in the sea!! (Its mid summer over here and we live in a beach suburb)
The HB6.5 seems keen enough, and they keep mentioning how we are going skinny dipping because, in HB8s words "The water is calling our names...". I keep myself rather controlled. By this stage we are only ten minutes from home, NUMBER CLOSED, invited round for home baking, address in hand, two up-for-it hotties plus they are keen for skinny dipping at 430am....!!!.....
Of course, the latter part comes crashing down. Our other mates start joining in the conversation and making dicks of themselves, Growler starts showing signs of tipsiness, and I am the only male who is not making a fool of himself. Needless to say, we didnt go skinny dipping (Dammit they were hot!), and Im back home feeling pissed off at my friends.
I might add the HB8 on facebook in a few days, since she mentioned it and since Im more into the HB6.5 to be fair. I will also be following up the baking, since she seemed more than genuine and said it repeatedly that we should visit. Still kinda bummed though. And that gentlemen, is my first FR!
Spark notes: Unplanned night on the town, meet HB7, create rapport, tease and flirt...she has a BF. Dang
Bus home, flirt/game/NUMBERCLOSE HB6.5. Are promised a visit to her place at a later date, and skinny dipping once we get off... then my drunken buddies ruin the skinny dipping part by being drunken idiots and scaring them away.
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