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Recent post by RagsToRich, August 16, 2009

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I'm writing this on a lap-top, I'm hungry, and I'm tired; so it's gonna be brief.

Friday I was real tired... didn't know how the hell I was going to party it up. I'm on holiday in another city at the minute so we've been out every night.

Before heading out I did shots of raw coffee and vodka... Rags is the party-man... I hate being the knackered burned out guy.

It worked... sort of. I was getting bursts of super-high energy shit. It was certainly enough to power me up.

By 11 I was wondering through the streets with Capt. N looking for a club. We knew where to go, and it wasn't that we didn't that I approached a loner on the street with "Hey, do you know where xyz is?"

Brad. P basically says that the pussiest way to open girls is using directions. The lamest indirect opener there is... well, who gives a shit.

She was small, cute, nice body. Indian... I don't have a thing about Indians at all. In-fact she was not really my cup of tea. Later she was to say "...men in their late twenties tend to find me compulsively alluring..." She had that kind of tongue on her... spoke a lot and in that kind of middle-class lefty verse. She was 17.

HBexotic: "It's just down here." (walks a little in that direction pointing, abandoning whatever she was waiting for at the lamp-post for a second)

Rags: "What are you doing? You're coming with us... What were you doing?"

HBe: "Actually I think I've just been stood up."

Rags: "Awwww really? Oh my god you can come with us for a few."

I was genuinely not picking her up but in-fact inviting her along for the ride. She had done nothing to turn me on other than have a nice body. As it turns out the only thing she would ever do to turn me on is get naked, suck my cock, and spread her legs.
We end up in a near-by bar... tiredness shows itself in waves both for me and Neil and this chick is just rabbitting on and on. It's clear she has a logical mind because she sounds like a guy trying to DHV but with an over-bearing air of cynisicism.

I decide to cancel our club plans, N agrees, we decide instead to bounce a few pubs and then meet with our rock friends who've gone to a free "alternative bar" (read : Rock/Emo). It's easier than hitting a mainstream place... "safer", less energy for us.

I pick up the chick and spin her around at some point on the street ad she shows some excitement, it's one of the first signs I actually got off her that she has any BT at all.

We take her to the club, she says something about going home soon which I ignore. I still hadn't decided what I was doing that night, and especially what I was doing with her.

Then we hit the club... see the D man all dressed up in his cowboy hat and what-not... his story tonight is a whole other can of worms which isn't really relevent and would take ages to explain.

I dance a little... then I see our girl is getting ready to leave, saying good-bye. That's about when I decide I'm taking her home.

I say something to her... and get N to take a pic of us. I've got the photo... it's the epitome of a pre-extraction photo - perfect.

I take her wrist and lead her to the exit, I think I said something like "Come on, I've got an idea."

When we get to the exit she still doesn't know if I'm saying goodbye to her or what.

Rags: "Let's go back to mine for some drinks."

HB: "Where are you going?"

Rags: "I'm going home. Come for a bit."

I take her had and squeeze ... she squeezes back.

HB: "Ok but I really need the toilet first."

Rags: "Alright I'll wait right here."

She goes, I move off to the side.

Now I've had this a few times before. The trick is to have a little faith, and trust your instinct. The last time this happened I got uncomfortable waiting and left... thinking back I may have missed out on a lay that night.

This night I had no such thoughts... she was coming back and I knew it. I leant on the smoker's fence, looking cool, not feeling the need to engage anyone or "demonstrate" anything.

Two and a half minutes later I think "She'll be back in a minute"... then she appears from no-where like HB: "Hey, I thought you had left!"

Lol, somehow she had got by without us seeing each other.

Rags: "You're quicker than other girls."

HB: "It's because I don't spend ages redoing my make-up."

I grab her hand, our fingers interlock... it's most definitely on...

The walk home won as fairly uneventful. She was doing most of the talking and I was running on pure caffeine-ridden and alcohol fuel. She opened a 5 set at a cash-point to get a light. I barely even paid attention... took her hand again and minutes later we're in my place.

Now at this point I'm like.. "Ok, time to get her hot and horny." NB: I had not escalated or infact done anything sexual up till this point other than hand-holding, and in-fact wasn’t concerned about that in the slightest.

I talked sex with her. I got a few things from her.

1. She prefers girls
2. She has mostly the mind of a man - very logical. In fact she said "I don't understand girls, but men are so simple."
3. She was raped when she was 12 (she felt the need to tell me that.) and she used to cut herself.
4. She was up for sex - if only just because we may as well.

So I'm dealing with a fucked up case. But actually to get the lay was very easy, it's just when her "spock-like" nature my enjoyment was purely physical... there was no sense of conquest and the intimacy we showed each other seemed kind of staged.

There was no LMR or ASD. There was barely any foreplay, and in fact after sucking my dick which I did not have to "push her" to do at all she simply dropped her dress and was naked in seconds. She screamed the room down, and scratched my back to pieces.

My first Indian, my first Scottish, my first 17 year old. All in one go.

The next day she told me about her boyfriends. 30 year old Indian guys who buy her shit, coke-head managers who are in love with her, and so on.

I made her a cup of tea and sent her on her way.

But not before pausing for a minute and looking at her... we had not cuddled much in the night, she hadn't demonstrated that she wanted it... infact she faced away from me. I looked at her and said "Come here."

HB: "Why?"

Rags: "So I can give you a hug. Come here."

She came, and she melted.... for the first time she felt like a girl in my arms. I thought it was a shame I did not feel like fucking her again...

She displayed more emotion from my affection on the morning after than she did in the build up to sex - seemingly in shock that I was not kicking her out the door.

I was her first Englishman.

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