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I am taking the bus downtown when a girl boards. The girl is a ponytailed brunette wearing a long-sleeve red shirt from Guess and white pants. A purse chord runs in the middle of her large breasts.
We get off downtown and I, in forum speak, get after that ass. The girl has a nice big ass showing the imprint of thong underwear.
We both go to Starbucks and looking at her in the line-up is getting me hard. Husband and wife sex researchers John and Julie Gottman state in their book The Man’s Guide to Women that women are more social by nature, e.g., establishing relations with different people working at the mall. The girl is exhibiting this type of behavior, having a friendly rapport with the baristas that suggests they know each other.
I get my coffee: a tall pike roast, one milk. These days I prefer going without sugar, which has a dulling effect. To quote Al Pacino in Heat, one milk no sugar keeps me “sharp, on the edge, where I gotta be”.
I cold approach the girl in a hallway leading to an Asian grocer. I ask if she has a boyfriend and she says No. I inquire about her European look, and she tells me she is Hungarian. I relate something about Hungary and then ask her what she does for work, to which she responds she is a cook. I do some light teasing then suggest taking her number to go out sometime. The girl puts her digits in my phone and I suggest I’ll ping her to set up a coffee or drink. I end with “nice meeting you, looking hot” and exit the conversation.
Later, my phone links to a Wi-Fi network and the girl I just approached shows up in my Whatsapp contacts, meaning a real number.
We get off downtown and I, in forum speak, get after that ass. The girl has a nice big ass showing the imprint of thong underwear.
We both go to Starbucks and looking at her in the line-up is getting me hard. Husband and wife sex researchers John and Julie Gottman state in their book The Man’s Guide to Women that women are more social by nature, e.g., establishing relations with different people working at the mall. The girl is exhibiting this type of behavior, having a friendly rapport with the baristas that suggests they know each other.
I get my coffee: a tall pike roast, one milk. These days I prefer going without sugar, which has a dulling effect. To quote Al Pacino in Heat, one milk no sugar keeps me “sharp, on the edge, where I gotta be”.
I cold approach the girl in a hallway leading to an Asian grocer. I ask if she has a boyfriend and she says No. I inquire about her European look, and she tells me she is Hungarian. I relate something about Hungary and then ask her what she does for work, to which she responds she is a cook. I do some light teasing then suggest taking her number to go out sometime. The girl puts her digits in my phone and I suggest I’ll ping her to set up a coffee or drink. I end with “nice meeting you, looking hot” and exit the conversation.
Later, my phone links to a Wi-Fi network and the girl I just approached shows up in my Whatsapp contacts, meaning a real number.
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