Well boys... hello there. I'm new here, yes I am. I used to read and post on the forums a long time ago and have been lurking again for some time, but have run into a major fucking brick wall with this chicky. I'm hoping you guys can assist me in the maze of master-gamesmanship: The girl's got real game too, making it all the more difficult. Here goes:

Saturday night: Meet super-smokin' little hottie. Get number. She really, really likes me.

Tuesday: Call her for lunch. We go. Have great time. BUT, I find out she's a STRIPPER. I tell her how I don't judge people, blah blah. She likes what I'm saying. So then, we walk her dog at park nearby with a little kino. We then part ways. I get a text saying how much fun she had, this and that. She's into me.

Tuesday night: Get a text telling me to go out with her and her friends drinking. I decline; I'm a busy man. Get text later in the night saying how I should have come out with her.

Wednesday: She calls later in the evening. Says how we should go drinking. I say ok and we go out with her and her other super-fine friend. We all have a great time. I get a ride home from her, where her friend stays in the car, but I talk my girl to come in real quick. We go to my basement and have a hot and heavy make out session. Wooo-eee...it was hot. She ends up having to leave to take her friend home. She leaves and I get a text later saying how much fun she had and how we should hang out more. I'm thinking the same thing.

**This is where the fucking problems begin to arise. WTF- Here comes the complete 180 degree turn**

Thursday: I send text around noon negging her but saying how I had a lot of fun too. No reply for 9 hours until I text her again. Basically, she replies but she's not acting like she was before. I'm just another douche bag texting her, apparently. She completely blows me off as if I'm a piece of shit. I say fuck it, and decide I wont' contact her until she calls again. Go to bed with no message from her in the morning. --At this point, I thought we were developing something. We were maybe progressing to ...something, but it's not something, it nothing to her, WTF--

Friday: Don't hear from her until 10PM, where I don't answer. I text back saying "I'll give you a call in a little bit." I call back 30 mins or so later and she tells me, bsaically, "Oh, I was just calling to let you know my friend wanted to play pool for money." (BTW, I'll play pool with about anyone in the bar for money and told her this; I literally grew up playing pool for a living which is true) Sooooo.. she calls not asking how I'm doing, not asking what I'm doing, but that there's some dude that wants to play. She doesn't ask me to come out with her. I just give her a little disinterested talk and tell her, "I'll see you later." I don't mention we're going to the club. So, at this point my boys and I were already planning on going to the club, but were waiting for midnight. We go to the club. Here now is where it gets even more fucked up.

Friday night at club: Make a long story short, she's still playing coy and won't really give me the time of the day. (WTF is going on? I thought we already decided we're two cool mother fuckers and were going to begin hanging out. WTF) I end up basically end up ignoring her the whole night until closing, where I ask if she's going to the after party, where she replies with a snotty tone, like I'm an idiot for even asking. I then pull he aside, after noticing she has some OTHER DUDE in her car and say this, "Listen to me..listen. I'm asking you, I'm asking you: Do you want to stop playing games with me? Do you?" She replies, of course, with "I'm not playing games." So we sit there kind of uncomfortably, where I tell her she should just go back inside and get her friend, and I'll just talk to her later maybe. So she goes in and I bounce out to the party.

No contact since. Basically, the jist of it is that we went out 2 seperate times and had a great fucking time both times, with her telling me how much fun she's having and making out with me and totally loving it, as am I. Then the day after a hot make-out session (and no it wasn't my kissing, guaranteed) she pulls a complete 180 on me. She acts like we didn't start anything or hell, like we have never hung out and I'm just some jack-off trying to get in her pants (which of course I am, but I actually DO respect her and like her, which she KNOWS). So, I'm at a loss. I haven't talked to her since last night and need some guidance from the counsel!


What do I do? Do I: A) Call her out on her BS? But how? or B) Freeze her out and not contact her under any circumstance? WTF?


--Thanks for the help guys..this post is a little long and for that I apologize.

More power!

What was the neg you sent her in the text?

Sounds like she's just nuts, ditch her.

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Well...after reading my original post, I've decided I didn't convey what I wanted to clearly enough.

I like this girl. She IS cool as hell. She's wild, fun, and will halt traffic. Yes, she IS a stripper, but I'm not marrying this chick, I just want to date her a little. All I have to do is get her in bed just once and she'll be mine. I fuck like a wild animal; she won't know what to do with herself. But, obviously, the trick is getting to that point.

Should I be honest with her maybe? Tell her something to the effect of, "Hey listen to me. I like you. You're cool and you and I have a total connection. But I'm not going to be like every other swinging dick in here and chase you around all day long. I'm AM NOT like these other jack-offs, you need to learn that, ha. If you want to talk to me, then talk to ME, because I am, in fact, the man and you know this *wink*. " Totally off the top of the head, but what do you guys think..there's so many options and seems to be so little time!

Well, the night before, she sent that text saying, verbatim:

"I had a fun time with u. sorry im an obnoxious drunk. but hopefully i will see u this weekend."

To which I replied with something like, "I hope so too." Which may have been a little AFC, but I thought she'd feel it.

Then she texts me back again, saying: "K good sorry 2nite was cut short but i didnt want to leave my friend hangin. well goodnite...call me tomorrow..sweetdreams"

To which, the ONLY mistake I've made in this thing, I think, is that I didn't reply to that last text until noon the next day, where I said,

"Hey, I meant to tell you last night that I had a lot of fun with you too...even if you are an obnoxious drunky"

...which I'm almost sure she knew I was referring to her own admission. And THIS is the exact moment of the turn-around. She doesn't reply to my text at all until I text her again at 9PM, in which she totally blows me off like I'm one of her fucking customers asking her questions.

Fucking woman...the second you think you have them figured out, WHAM BAM! lol

Yeah that might be it, she probly forgot what she wrote the night before.

dont go with the speech and deffinatly dont use the words 'i like you'. When you seen her after you should have just acted unfazed by the way she was being with you and just been you normal happy self. Maybe you could have asked her why she was being like that and what have you done wrong, then you might have found out. Next time just Show her that your not gonna let this bother you and she may come back around.

its either:
1) you have too much respect for her / you are too nice, she's not attracted to that. she does not feel that she deserves so much respect (come on, she's a stripper for gods sake)

or

2) she's alcoholic, she knows it, but cant stop it and is ashamed of it. you made a stupid joke (your message was terrible, nobody understands your humor), she took it personal. she thinks that you think you are better than her (and you do, because you said: just to date her, not to marry her), she felt that

or the combination of both.

btw you sound childish that you say that you would be the best fuck ever for her once you get to that. any dog can fuck, its not that special. its the dog with the best attitude that she likes in bed, not the dog with the best moves. any dog can move. what do you think, that a stripper girl has never fucked before? she's not your little flower princess!

when you acted like a fool in the club: that was probably even better than sex for her! she's the type that lives for that shit. it was her victory and your mess-up. i think she's evil and you are her little toy.

You need to have this attitude, but you need to convey it with actions and NEVER resort to words. If you aren't fun to be around, she will find some other guy who is more fun to spend time with. Sitting her down for a talk or shouting to her in her car ain't fun bro.

It is easier to meet new fun girls than it is to fix broken shit with old ones. Go sarging.

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Ha...damn right about that. It's cool. She's a bad ass little chick, but nothing I'm gonna get to hung up on. Hell, I've gotten laid by two different girls this weekend, so I'm not complaining.

Listen dude-bro, I'm not going to get into an internet e-dick swinging contest with you, but I think you need to re-read my posts.

A) I didn't act like a fool in the club. I ignored her repeated attempts to get my attention. and B) You're kidding yourself if you think fucking isn't a way to get a woman to come back to you. If you treat that pussy right, oh..haha, they will most definitely be back. I treat the pussy right. Childish?

Either way, points taken. Some feedback is better than no feedback, I suppose. Maybe I am showing too much respect? I mean, I'm not bowing down to her in the slightest, but maybe I need to cross the line to treating her like shit and be a total fucking dickhead to her. Not sure.

She is an alcoholic, no doubt there. You said "(your message was terrible, nobody understands your humor)" ...see, if you had read my posts, you would realize I was referring to her own admission of being an "obnoxious drunk" which we talked about when we were out together; how both of us are loud and energetic when drunk.

You go on to say she felt that I was putting off the vibe that I'm better than her. Isn't that the whole basis of this game, in so many words? Ha, come on now.