mASF post by "lost_and_found"
posted on: mASF forum: Field Reports Discussion, July 7, 2005Don't worry about the 50$, just try again with another chick and learn to
realize you are the price, and the chicks opinion about if you are hooking up
or not has little or no transcendence.
On 7/14/05 11:43:00 PM, Iron_Rinn wrote:
>I had my day 3 with
>Hbnotsalsa. She had refused
>my offer to go to salsa
>lessons and instead said she
>would cook me dinner. So I
>drove over to her place with a
>bottle of wine. At first I
>felt confident but then I
>began to feel extreme self
>doubts. Clearly I had changed
>my plans to suit her and now
>she was holding the cards.
>The old AFC was creeping in.
>
>When I arrived she told me
>that she in fact did not make
>dinner and instead wanted to
>order out. So I went into her
>apartment and looked through
>menus on her couch while she
>watched CNN. She said that
>she did not have wine glasses
>nor a corkscrew and she did
>not have a DVD player.
>Basically it was just the tv
>playing terrorist tracking
>shows and a stack of menus. I
>sat on the end of the couch
>flipping through menus while
>she sat on the opposite side
>watching tv. The old AFC was
>taking over.
>
>I felt whatever little vibe we
>had slipping away; in an
>effort to extricate myself
>from the stale scene I
>suggested we go out to eat.
>She agreed (of course, in
>retrospect). We ate sushi and
>had cliché small talk. I
>tried a number of patterns to
>ramp up her state. Seemed to
>work okay, but she kept
>switching back to rational
>mode and I was having a
>difficult time maintaining a
>sexual vibe. The check for
>$50 came to the table, and I
>paid the bill. She offered to
>pay a few dollars but by this
>time the old AFC had
>conquered. I sheepishly
>declined and paid the whole
>bill.
>
>As we waled back to her place,
>Hbnotsalsa stated, “We’re not
>hooking up”.
>I did some c and f and accused
>her of being a predator. She
>laughed. We went back to her
>apartment, sat on the couch
>and flipped on the tv. We sat
>on the couch and made out.
>Every time I tried to move in,
>she pushed my hand away
>saying, “I am not like that.”
>
>I finally gave in. The old
>AFC had beaten the new me to a
>pulp. Now I have to look back
>at my game and figure out how
>to beat him next time.
>
>Here are my plans for next
>time:
>-get a different girl
>-have her come to my house for
>me to cook her dinner instead
>of the opposite, tell her to
>bring something (a vegetable,
>wine, etc)
>-have a sexual vibe – candles,
>wine, jazz, etc.
>-be firm about what I will and
>will not accept
>-Introduce the Riker’s 3 Rules
>-present more of a challenge
>to her, instead of trying to
>grope her
>-stick to initial offer (ex:
>salsa lessons); don’t
>compromise so easily
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