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Boss trying to set me up on a date... (1 Viewer)

Zow said:
In the limited dating I did before I met my wife I did find that when I was with someone that I wasn't really interested in that much I actually did better in terms of how I acted (looking back to what I remember) and rounding the bases, so to speak. There is something liberating to your psyche going into it with the full knowledge that you really just don't care what happens.
:goodposting:
I can last a lot longer in bed if she's barely attractive imo
I also found that these situations often, in addition to things happening much faster, led to a much wider variety of bedroom activities.

When I didn't necessarily care as much/wasn't as in awe as much of what I was doing, it was much easier to more quickly push limits and just go for things since I wasn't worried of the repercussions.

 
..... interest starting to wane........ this is the problem with studios releasing teaser trailers too early. There is a science to the timing of these things.

 
Zow said:
Hilts said:
Zow said:
So on page one we have a 15 year old shooting down cheerleader tail and this guy passing up the easiest of lays despite not getting any for luck a year.

Wtf is going on.
Whoa, chief. I said I haven't been on more than a couple dates the past two years. Probably had sex with 3-4 girls. That's quite the dry spell, but it's not nothing.
Pardon me, Lothario.
Fuggedabout the spelling this landed out of the park. :lmao:

Zow said:
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Zow said:
Yankee23Fan said:
In the limited dating I did before I met my wife I did find that when I was with someone that I wasn't really interested in that much I actually did better in terms of how I acted (looking back to what I remember) and rounding the bases, so to speak. There is something liberating to your psyche going into it with the full knowledge that you really just don't care what happens.
:goodposting:
I can last a lot longer in bed if she's barely attractive imo
I also found that these situations often, in addition to things happening much faster, led to a much wider variety of bedroom activities.

When I didn't necessarily care as much/wasn't as in awe as much of what I was doing, it was much easier to more quickly push limits and just go for things since I wasn't worried of the repercussions.
Woz you are an FBG success story! :thumbup:

pardon the tangent

 
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She cancelled the date. Work stuff. Wants to go for next week. I'm not working that department this week, so we'll see if it happens. The Mexican chick is game for meeting at a future point. Canceled plans with her on Thursday. She told me to let her know when we're going to meet up, will probably shoot her a message in the next couple of days. Haven't chatted with the chick from the show since that night.

Made it to Vegas Saturday around noon. Wandered around town and did a few activities with my buddy, his girlfriend, and one other dude. I was the only single guy there. Channeled my inner Eminence and crashed and burned with a couple chicks throughout the night. Met one chick who was a part of some absurdly obnoxious bachelorette party. My buddy had wanted us all to wear suits, and this chick asked me what the deal was with us all dressed up. I started chatting with her as we were wandering the strip. The rest of her gang was shouting 'WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!' seemingly every ### ####ed minute. It was excruciating. Alcohol couldn't drown out this nonsense. At some point I left them. Couldn't take it anymore. Found some middle aged chick who was in town as a part of some conference. We shared a few drinks but I couldn't close the deal while keeping her around with our group. I could have improved my odds if I bailed on my buddy, but it was too soon in the night to ditch the group. Flirted with a few others, but nothing quite stuck.

Later that night I ran into the bachelorette party again at some club. The chick I had been chatting with earlier was sporting as much of a buzz as I was. We kept chatting over a couple drinks, kept dancing, and ended up making out on the floor a bit. Felt it was an appropriate time to bail on my pals, and convinced her to bail on her crowd. After a short while outside a couple casinos, we ended up at my hotel. She continued to play coy for a bit, saying she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with things, she didn't know me, and so on and so forth. I just told her 'Okay, you should probably get back to your friends then. Want me to call you a cab?' She declined. Gb Vegas.

 
She cancelled the date. Work stuff. Wants to go for next week. I'm not working that department this week, so we'll see if it happens. The Mexican chick is game for meeting at a future point. Canceled plans with her on Thursday. She told me to let her know when we're going to meet up, will probably shoot her a message in the next couple of days. Haven't chatted with the chick from the show since that night.

Made it to Vegas Saturday around noon. Wandered around town and did a few activities with my buddy, his girlfriend, and one other dude. I was the only single guy there. Channeled my inner Eminence and crashed and burned with a couple chicks throughout the night. Met one chick who was a part of some absurdly obnoxious bachelorette party. My buddy had wanted us all to wear suits, and this chick asked me what the deal was with us all dressed up. I started chatting with her as we were wandering the strip. The rest of her gang was shouting 'WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!' seemingly every ### ####ed minute. It was excruciating. Alcohol couldn't drown out this nonsense. At some point I left them. Couldn't take it anymore. Found some middle aged chick who was in town as a part of some conference. We shared a few drinks but I couldn't close the deal while keeping her around with our group. I could have improved my odds if I bailed on my buddy, but it was too soon in the night to ditch the group. Flirted with a few others, but nothing quite stuck.

Later that night I ran into the bachelorette party again at some club. The chick I had been chatting with earlier was sporting as much of a buzz as I was. We kept chatting over a couple drinks, kept dancing, and ended up making out on the floor a bit. Felt it was an appropriate time to bail on my pals, and convinced her to bail on her crowd. After a short while outside a couple casinos, we ended up at my hotel. She continued to play coy for a bit, saying she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with things, she didn't know me, and so on and so forth. I just told her 'Okay, you should probably get back to your friends then. Want me to call you a cab?' She declined. Gb Vegas.
So you guys played Yatzee.

 
She cancelled the date. Work stuff. Wants to go for next week. I'm not working that department this week, so we'll see if it happens. The Mexican chick is game for meeting at a future point. Canceled plans with her on Thursday. She told me to let her know when we're going to meet up, will probably shoot her a message in the next couple of days. Haven't chatted with the chick from the show since that night.

Made it to Vegas Saturday around noon. Wandered around town and did a few activities with my buddy, his girlfriend, and one other dude. I was the only single guy there. Channeled my inner Eminence and crashed and burned with a couple chicks throughout the night. Met one chick who was a part of some absurdly obnoxious bachelorette party. My buddy had wanted us all to wear suits, and this chick asked me what the deal was with us all dressed up. I started chatting with her as we were wandering the strip. The rest of her gang was shouting 'WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!' seemingly every ### ####ed minute. It was excruciating. Alcohol couldn't drown out this nonsense. At some point I left them. Couldn't take it anymore. Found some middle aged chick who was in town as a part of some conference. We shared a few drinks but I couldn't close the deal while keeping her around with our group. I could have improved my odds if I bailed on my buddy, but it was too soon in the night to ditch the group. Flirted with a few others, but nothing quite stuck.

Later that night I ran into the bachelorette party again at some club. The chick I had been chatting with earlier was sporting as much of a buzz as I was. We kept chatting over a couple drinks, kept dancing, and ended up making out on the floor a bit. Felt it was an appropriate time to bail on my pals, and convinced her to bail on her crowd. After a short while outside a couple casinos, we ended up at my hotel. She continued to play coy for a bit, saying she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with things, she didn't know me, and so on and so forth. I just told her 'Okay, you should probably get back to your friends then. Want me to call you a cab?' She declined. Gb Vegas.
So you guys played Yatzee.
No dice.

 
She cancelled the date. Work stuff. Wants to go for next week. I'm not working that department this week, so we'll see if it happens. The Mexican chick is game for meeting at a future point. Canceled plans with her on Thursday. She told me to let her know when we're going to meet up, will probably shoot her a message in the next couple of days. Haven't chatted with the chick from the show since that night.

Made it to Vegas Saturday around noon. Wandered around town and did a few activities with my buddy, his girlfriend, and one other dude. I was the only single guy there. Channeled my inner Eminence....

After a short while outside a couple casinos, we ended up at my hotel. She continued to play coy for a bit, saying she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with things, she didn't know me, and so on and so forth. I just told her 'Okay, you should probably get back to your friends then. Want me to call you a cab?' She declined. Gb Vegas.
I guess you stopped channeling your inner Eminence when you didn't break down, drop to your knees, and beg while the years flowed like a river.
 
She cancelled the date. Work stuff. Wants to go for next week. I'm not working that department this week, so we'll see if it happens. The Mexican chick is game for meeting at a future point. Canceled plans with her on Thursday. She told me to let her know when we're going to meet up, will probably shoot her a message in the next couple of days. Haven't chatted with the chick from the show since that night.

Made it to Vegas Saturday around noon. Wandered around town and did a few activities with my buddy, his girlfriend, and one other dude. I was the only single guy there. Channeled my inner Eminence and crashed and burned with a couple chicks throughout the night. Met one chick who was a part of some absurdly obnoxious bachelorette party. My buddy had wanted us all to wear suits, and this chick asked me what the deal was with us all dressed up. I started chatting with her as we were wandering the strip. The rest of her gang was shouting 'WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!' seemingly every ### ####ed minute. It was excruciating. Alcohol couldn't drown out this nonsense. At some point I left them. Couldn't take it anymore. Found some middle aged chick who was in town as a part of some conference. We shared a few drinks but I couldn't close the deal while keeping her around with our group. I could have improved my odds if I bailed on my buddy, but it was too soon in the night to ditch the group. Flirted with a few others, but nothing quite stuck.

Later that night I ran into the bachelorette party again at some club. The chick I had been chatting with earlier was sporting as much of a buzz as I was. We kept chatting over a couple drinks, kept dancing, and ended up making out on the floor a bit. Felt it was an appropriate time to bail on my pals, and convinced her to bail on her crowd. After a short while outside a couple casinos, we ended up at my hotel. She continued to play coy for a bit, saying she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with things, she didn't know me, and so on and so forth. I just told her 'Okay, you should probably get back to your friends then. Want me to call you a cab?' She declined. Gb Vegas.
So you guys played Yatzee.
No dice.
I see what you did there.

 
:lmao:

Okay, next date I go on I'll be sure to do live updates in this thread, and I'll follow suggestions/shtick during the date.

 

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