It's with a really heavy heart that I have to tell this story. I'm still reeling from it.

Last night I went out for my second round of Birthday celebrations (it was really on Thursday, but I won't be done until Monday). I met up with a friend (also celebrating her birthday) who I rarely get to see (and we have been romantic in the past) and a handful of her friends. I learned that, among these friends, was an ex-girlfriend of hers (I also learned that she likes girls, apparently).

My friend, "K," is and HB7. Her ex, "L," joins K, her friend "C," and myself. L is an HB8. The game is on. C is mother hen, and we had all been hitting it off for about 30 minutes by the time L arrived. By the end of the night, I had C working as my wing-woman to pull of my target threesome. The reason I needed the help? Two guys ended up tagging along, one of K's friends was this clingy dude, "T," and some other guy "D" who left early anyway.

At the second bar, I saw that K, in spite of having said she wasn't attracted to L anymore, started showing signs that she wanted L badly. So I started misbehaving. I started getting really close to her, talking dirty in her ear about all the things we could do to L together - in detail. She was blushing and smiling, hit me away a few times (IOIs). Then I asked her, "Tell me something - and be honest - how wet are you right now?" "VERY!" She replied. This was on.

The problem was, T decided that he was going to follow us around like a stray puppy after we made plans to bounce from the bar to smoke a blunt. He claimed he didn't smoke in the beginning of the night - which obviously changed when he realized we were all bouncing to my place.

Instead of taking his car, he hopped in the car with K and L and C drove with me. We ran a game plan on the way to her house to drop her off. We were at a loss. T tagging along was a real problem I didn't know how to deal with. As we were dropping C off, C and I tried convincing K to tell L that K just wanted it to be her and L for the rest of the night - mainly just to give T the boot. After 5 minutes of this conversation, she said ok and hopped in L's car, where T was already sitting. I get into my car, only to find a moment later that K copped out of the plan and didn't say a word to L...

In the end, they all came over to my place (sans C) and I smoked them all out. They all crashed here; I gave them blankets, pillows, and offered a change of clothes to sleep in. I'm fine with all that, but this gets worse...

K was too tired to smoke or be really involved. So I thought she was out of the game. No minage? Ok, I'll just iso L and take it from there, right? Wrong.

After offering L the spare bedroom (simply to lure her out of the living room), K moaned in disappointment at the prospect of L leaving. She offered to share the couch with L... L looked at me, then K, back at me, then to K, and laid down on the couch.

That's right, my wingwoman fucking cockblocked me too.

They asked for blankets, which I brought, being the good host -- but as I took two steps I then realized that it was worse than just being the good host, it was an AFC move. I wasn't going to take that shit without a fight. So I turned around and ripped the blankets off of them, threw them all onto my bed and said, "if you want them, you're going to have to fight me for them."

They kept grabbing at other blankets, and every one they found I took away. We got physical -- I had to tickle them to get some of the blankets away. I thought I had saved it. It was a brilliant move (I think). But it simply wasn't enough.

I tried freezing them both out, but they never came. After a few minutes I brought the blankets back, accepting my defeat...

With this story - the tale of the second time in two months a threesome has just barely eluded me (which makes it even more depressing) - I ask you;

How the hell do you get rid of the male tag along? And,

What would you have done differently?



I can tell you now, if I could have gotten T out of the picture, my minage was a lock... I would have used the Dual Induction Massage routine. Game, set, match. (For those of you who don't know it, do a search in the forums, I've posted details about it before.) But that was certainly the first point of failure for the night... What could I have done?