I'm a sophomore in college, and I've been in a relationship with this girl at my school for about 10 months or so. Things are fine, moderately serious, whatever. A few months ago, I got introduced to gaming by a friend, and it's taken on a life of its own. I no longer speak to my friend, who was pretty good at what he did, so I can't really ask him for help on this.
Gaming started, for me, as a social experiment, just to see if I could. I've picked up eight girls in the last few months, never getting physical with any of them, just getting their numbers and leaving it at that. It felt really cool, really powerful, and it kind of reassured me that if things with my current woman ever ended, I'd be able to find another as quickly as I liked.
Anyway, this particular case took place last Friday, about 8 days ago. I took my girlfriend, and her friends Dianne and Helen all to a theme park. I'd already successfully gamed Helen, a tall, attractive brunette, a few weeks back, but she and I got along just fine. I'd never met Diane before, but a friend of mine (AFC) had tried and failed to game her a few months back, and I could see why. She was gorgeous, about 5'4", long brown hair, beautiful figure, the whole package. I decided I'd try my luck with Diane just for the hell of it. She was an extremely quiet girl. She really only knew my girlfriend; Helen and I were completely foreign to her. She responded well to my advances, I chatted her up, paid for her food, etc.
Eventually, we went back to my girlfriend's house and sat on the couch. I went in the other room with my girlfriend for a few minutes of privacy, kind of my way of negging Diane and showing her what I was made of. She was impressed, but she was a quiet girl so she didn't dare speak to me afterwards. My girlfriend's obnoxious friends from her cheerleading team started showing up, and poor Diane looked like she was about to cry. I felt sorry for her, so I offered her a ride home. I kissed my girlfriend goodnight, and set out to take her home.
In the car, Diane began crying out of nowhere, something I've noticed that teenage girls do a lot. She didn't want to go home to her family, who are in the middle of a divorce, and so we walked around for a while around my neighborhood. I held her and rubbed her back and comforted her. We really connected, and I could see it in her eyes that she wanted me. I took her home late, and as soon as we parted she got my number from a friend and thanked me. I was satisfied that I'd successfully attracted her, and was content to go on with my life.
The next day, I accidentally sent her a text message intended for a male friend, and I politely played it off and held a conversation with her anyway. She was sweet, and kind of interesting, so I continued to text her over the next two days. Last Sunday, I went to see her after work, still wearing my shirt and tie. She was under my spell, and I was happy.
We talked steadily for a few more days, although I took care not to seem to eager and reminded myself that it was just a game and I didn't need anything from this girl.
On Wednesday, it all changed. She started openly flirting with me, sending me nearly-naked pictures, all of that. I was impressed and pretty excited, and I decided I would try to sleep with Diane. We talked dirty and traded pictures, and I was blown away. Her body was one of the most perfect bodies I've ever seen, period. She was so good at talking dirty, so focused on what she wanted, so willing to be controlled. But the best part, the kicker, was that she was a virgin. And 18-year-old virgin. I was enchanted, and went to bed that night feeling happy. Both of our parents were to be out of town that weekend, so I invited her over to fuck. She accepted, and that was that.
However, she's pulled a complete 180 since then. Maybe it was my extensive experience and overconfidence over the next 48 hours that put her off, but I never did end up seeing her last night (Friday). She decided she wasn't ready, which I can safely assume is due to me being a complacent extrovert and her being an awkward introvert.
It's currently Saturday night, and I haven't spoken to Diane all day as a way of punishing her for flaking on me last night. I know for a fact the desire to fuck me is still there, it didn't go away but rather she decided she wasn't ready. Maybe I tried too hard, maybe the one-itis kicked in, whatever. She finds me extremely physically attractive, it's easy to tell. I'm a pretty attractive guy, most women tend to think so, but this whole situation has kind of shaken me from my high horse of confidence. Diane is likely still wondering about our future, and clearly I am too.
Now, I have a shot at redemption. In an immense stroke of good fortune, my girlfriend has volunteered to arrange that return to the theme park next Friday, six days from now, with myself, her, Diane, and my girlfriend's gay friend, who is also friends with Diane. I need some advice on what my next move should be. I need to bang Diane in order to prove to myself that I've still got it, and honestly this is the most attractive girl I've seen in a long time. I have virtually no male competition. I have a good opportunity here. I need to know if I should text her, make her wait, try to game her again, anything at all will do. I put myself in the hands of the PUA community.
-Christopher J.