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Youngest girl I’ve fucked in awhile – just turned 18. I found myself very sympathetic to this girl, as she related the same hardships I experienced when I was 18. I wanted to tell her that she would be OK, that life gets easier after high school. But then I remembered how many people tried to tell me that, and how I refused to listen. All I could really give her was acceptance and a hard dick.
Situation:
A local dance club/bar – college night – tons of 18-21 year olds. And me 
I’m there with one buddy, who’s playing pool and getting drunk. It’s towards the end of the night. I see a gorgeous pair of legs walk to a chair near the dance floor and sit down. She is holding a flower in plastic wrapping. She looks bored and unhappy.
Opener:
“Where’s MY flower? What, I’m not pretty enough?”
Response:
She’s neutral. “I don’t know. Someone gave this to me.” Neutral reactions are the worst to work with. I continue as I sit next to her, “you don’t seem like you care about that one. Let me have it so I can look cool.” I reach out to take it, and she jerks it away. I say “ooooh, you DO have some fire in you. I like that.”
Convo:
She’s bored, serious (bad state), with some close friends, and is not going anywhere. I realize that this will be a number close, and I won’t be isolating her. That’s fine. I match her mood a little, and right off the bat I ask her a very probing question. “So what are you good at?” This got her very focused on me.
She said piano. I was very impressed, and asked her about her favorite pieces, and told her how I played when I was younger; I would get so nervous at recitals, but once I played the first note, it felt like the music guided me, and I was no longer in control. At the end, everyone would clap and smile warmly. I realized that everyone wanted me to do well. They were rooting for me, not judging me. This opened her to me dramatically, and from this point on, the dynamic was flipped – she become more nervous and wanted to impress me and qualify herself to me. She played her recital for me, and I reassured her. It was all downhill after that, and we even shared many long comfortable silences.
Logistics:
It was a no-brainer when I got her number. We had an interesting, comfortable conversation – no tricks necessary. I deliberately asked for her number in a very supplicative way, to downplay how smooth everything was. I wanted her to feel confident that she could “get” me, and that I didn’t do this approaching thing very often. I also sensed that she was very romantic (which turned out to be dead-on).
“It was really nice talking to you. Can I give you a call sometime?”
Phone:
Texted her something normal the next day. She texted back very neutral and polite. I called her the day after that, no answer. I called again, no answer, but she called back. I found out later that she saw I called the first time, but didn’t know if I was serious about talking to her, and wanted to see if I’d persist (she wasn’t blowing me off, as guys tend to assume. She needed reassurance of my genuine interest).
So we talk on the phone briefly, and I make sure to pace her insecurities as my own. “You know, I meet people at the bar here and there, but I never take it seriously, because…it’s the bar. But there was something different about you, and it really impressed me. You struck me as really genuine and sincere.” We talk more, and I timidly try to set up a date, but I had no real plan so it was weak. Then…
12am she calls me. She asks me if I’d like to meet her for coffee. I suggest a place near my house.
Date:
Coffee shop – I pay for her drink, to which she objects. I tell her “you can pay next time.” I stay positive, and just let her talk. Then I mention a movie I just saw, to get on the topic of movies. She talks about her favorite movies. She says a title, and I pretend like I love that movie. I know that the video store is open til 1am, so I enthusiastically suggest we rent it. She matches my excitement and we go get it. I do a lot of protective, leading kino at the video store.
Isolation:
On my couch, watch the movie for about 20 minutes. She laughs at something, and I tell her, “you’re laughing at the stupid parts already. This is gonna be a long movie.” She laughs more, and I kiss her. We kiss a few more times throughout the movie, and both almost fall asleep. Movie ends, and we cuddle close, half asleep. Get to kissing again, then making out, clothes off. Finger her, handjob…but she wasn’t ready for sex. I was too tired to press it, which I rarely do anyways. For me, if I take off all pressure to have sex, even if it means I have to wait, it’s always much better and more frequent when we DO start fucking. I don’t feel I am missing out on anything anymore. I know that women probably enjoy it more than I do, and that I am offering something. If she is not ready to receive, that’s totally fine. Incidentally, this attitude accelerates sex greatly (although not as fast as my boss and mentor – he’s a machine).
Day 3:
I took her back to her car the next morning. Immediately after, I texted her that I had a really nice time with her. Later that evening, I texted her “what’s my sleepy little girl up to?” She said something, and asked me what I was up to. This is what I call a “window of opportunity.” I told her I needed someone to be lazy with me, and I could pick her up in an hour (presupposing she wanted to, I didn’t force her to agree/be active in escalation – I took responsibility for her).
She agreed. Came back to my place, started making out upon entering the doorway, I pushed her backwards to my bedroom while kissing her, put her on the bed, sllllowly took her clothes off, kissed all over her body, and fucked her.
Note about persistence:
More and more, girls give me good feedback on my persistence. Some examples from different women:
“I wasn’t ready for anything, but you were sooo persistent, and it was just what I needed.”
“I didn’t know if you meant what you said, I wanted to see if you’d call me back.”
“I didn’t know how you felt at first. I guess I need a lot of reassurance. You are really reassuring.”
I am very persistent, and never perceive rejection, just a need for more reassurance. I do not get emotionally affected or needy in the face of obstacles. That’s the fine line – persist unaffected. In this case, I did that perfectly, from open to close.
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