Oh Pry's journal (feel free to comment everyone)

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

After deciding that it was selfish of me to keep posting threads on the general discussion section, I decided to make my own journal. Ideally, I would put my thoughts and day on here while other members would reply and offer suggestions along the way. Theme of my threads on girlschase has been the same, not being able to get the kind of girls I want (white and attractive) because of my ethnic background (desi). I have talked about how girls that aren't white are usually receptive to me and sometimes even come on to me but I find myself being attracted to white girls the most and want to do well with that demographic. In the past, I have struggled a lot with girls that were white and good looking so being able to have success with that group would mean that I have made even more progress. Throughout my life I have been told by people that I was growing up with and even my parents that "American girls" (read: white girls that look good) don't like men of my background so that has contributed to me developing those self-limiting beliefs.

August 31st:

On this day, I woke up later than usual (at around 10 AM) and felt very drowsy and just out of it. Not doing this shit ever again, waking up late sucks. Your entire metabolism and day just gets screwed up when you wake up late and you feel lazy throughout the entire day. I felt lazy after waking up as well, just sat on the couch for a while and watched TV before deciding to take a shower because I smelled terrible. After taking a nice cold shower I headed out to a local cafe to get some work done.

Things were going well at the cafe, I got my nice warm cup of coffee and sat down. I would sit down for a while and get some much needed work done until I looked around (awkwardly at that). Then it happened, I saw these 4 girls walk in and they were all reasonably good looking. Two of the girls were blonde, one was a ginger, and another was a brunette. One of the blondes looked gorgeous and it was at this time that I would start to miss the old me because the old me would have approached these girls or tried to chat with them. I could not help but look in the direction of these girls, the gorgeous blonde not only had a pretty face but her body was amazing. The problem was that I was not in the mind state to approach, it's like for some reason I have mentally regressed and my confidence has taken a nose dive. When I was first starting out and getting all these IOIs from random girls and even having success with hot girls of minority groups I felt like I was going to make it. Then I started going after white girls and after having little to no success (also this being a college setting), my entire confidence took a nose dive and here I was.

As I sat in my chair doing the work, the weirdest thing happened. These 4 guys stood near me and for a second I wondered why this was but then I realized that I was sitting near the area where people pick up their drinks. I looked around, it is like a part of me could not help but look in the direction of these girls but I tried to be subtle about it. The redhead caught me looking and just smiled, I smiled back but it was a short and kind of a forced smile.

I have not been hitting the gym lately and am not in the best shape of my life either, a lot has happened to me in the past year which has affected me emotionally to the point that I am not in as good of a shape as I was in before and my mindset is so terrible right now. Things like a bad academic semester (I usually do well with grades), lots of fight with my parents, troubles making friends, and getting injured (though I have made a full recovery) have played a role in me regressing but I realized after the redhead had smiled at me today that maybe, just maybe I am not as bad as I think of myself to be. I guess that is all it took for me to realize that on this day, I am going to rise and go back to where I was when I was having success staring out.

Come to think of it, when I was starting out I was in an area without that many white girls so I realized that it is time I get back to my old form both physically and mentally. I already see the fat creeping on to my body and the six pack abs I once have are slowly going away but luckily the damage is minimal and I am not too out of shape. It's time for me to hit the gym hard once again, count calories, and get back to where I was. Today marks the day Oh Pry decided it was time to take action instead of drowning in this pool of pity.

I came back home, cooked myself a nice dinner, and decided to start this thread which is my journal. For now, cold approaches might not work for me like they have in the past when I was more confident and had a better mindset so the days will talk about what I did, people I might have interacted with, and how my mindset goes day by day.

 

[Mr.Rob]

After deciding that it was selfish of me to keep posting threads on the general discussion section, I decided to make my own journal.

Good move/ realization!

Today marks the day Oh Pry decided it was time to take action instead of drowning in this pool of pity.

Awesome lets see it homie.

Also want to see some approaches lets go!

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

Approaches might take some time.

September 1st:

So it was labor day today and while most people didn't have school or work, a lot of the restaurants were open. I decided to go out to grab something to eat and while waiting in line to order my food, there was this gorgeous blonde right in front of me. Here I was, a little out of shape and not even in the correct mindset. The old me from a couple years back would have no doubt approached her because I was so naive but the current me was loaded with so many limiting beliefs that I didn't. On my way out of the restaurant my eyes met this blonde milf who was tanned, we made eye contact and she smiled so I decided to do the same but it was so unexpected. Why the current me? Why the version of me that is not even in its best form? Is life just playing a very cruel joke on me?

Circles ran around my head when I thought about this kind of stuff. On one hand, it seemed from my own experience that these women were very attainable to me if I could just back to my old form and fix my mindset but then I paused and thought for a second. Why are there not guys who look similar to me (desi) out there dating the Sienna Millers, Heather Grahams, or Hayden Panetierres that this world has to offer? Why is it that I see so many of this gorgeous blonde bombshells but yet almost all of them are with white guys with a small number being with black guys? I even remember years back when I would visit a friend at a hospital a few times and noticed that there were so many beautiful nurses who were white (and usually blonde too) and even a good number of brown doctors yet the two never seemed to mix. Two of the nurses I had a chance to somewhat run into in public and both were married to guys who were white, one who worked as some sort of a fitness trainer and drove a pickup.

I thought about how my life would change one day if I finally meet a guy of my background (desi) who is either in a relationship with, married to, or just having success with the kind of attractive women I love. It would be like all of the mental blocks and chains that have limited me in this regard would be gone. I would get in the best shape of my life and there would be no more complaining from me. Then I thought to myself, how weak could I be mentally if I am in that desperate of a need for a role model to look up to?

My day carried on as usual, I got some chores done and then finished some work that needed to be finished. Today I got a nice workout in, did squats and bench pressed a little bit before heading out of the gym and having a nice post workout meal. I didn't have much else to do so I watched a little bit of TV before studying some. Most of my friends were away on a weekend while I had an assignment that is due in a few days, thought why not start early on it.

Then I wrote out this journal.

 

[PrettyDecent]

Killer, man. Cool to see you starting a journal, Oh Pry. Hoping to see those approaches soon.

~Nick

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 2:

Woke up in the morning and had to take a bus and get to a class I needed to get to. The bus stop had about six people at it, all waiting for a bus. My eyes kept looking around wondering where the bus was and for a minute or two I waited. Then I noticed that this brunette kept looking at my direction and when our eyes met, she smiled. Classic IOI it seems, everyone else was practically minding their own business. I chatted with the brunette for a bit about what class she has that has her up so early in the morning. It was a casual chat and didn't last that long either, eventually the bus came and when we got on it so very crowded. The two of us would stand and chat for a bit before I had to leave for my class.

In my class I chatted with this one girl (redhead) who I have known for about two years now, she recently left her boyfriend. Sat in class, took notes during lecture, and then headed out. I would have one more class throughout the day which has an even number of males and females. The class has this tall brunette with shiny skin and a pretty face in it, couldn't get myself to chat with her today but she looked amazing to me.

After the class ended I got to getting some work done and then met up with an old friend of mines to catch up on some times. My friend graduated a semester ago but he is visiting, on the other hand I am still in college. It's good to talk to some old friends and catch up on some old times as well. Then I went and just sat outside and to soak up the sun, it was a beautiful day. As I was sitting outside I saw this tall and gorgeous blonde, I would glance over at her direction, she looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and she kept on going, for some reason I willingness to cold approach just isn't there right now.

I did some minor exercises but the day was long so I was far too tired. Just writing this was quite a stretch but I vowed that I would stay loyal and keep on writing to keep track of my progress. Here I am again, had a good day and even a few IOIs from the kind of girls I am interested in but my confidence for some reason isn't there yet. It is like I keep viewing myself as a part of a group rather than an individual. Like my mind thinks that the cute tall blonde will always view me as nothing more than a friend (at best) because in her mind, the idea of being with a guy of my background just doesn't register. I haven't seen such a couple my whole life which keeps reaffirming my beliefs, celebs don't count since, well their celebs!

Then I thought back and realized just how much going through emotional abuse and bullying as an adolescence has messed up my mindset. I have been at it for years after high school trying to repair it and here I am at 21 still trying. Hope that this is the final step. It seems like all of these girls I want are attainable and I haven't even reached my maximum potential in looks yet!

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 3:

Woke up today but didn't have any early morning classes so I hit the gym in the morning to get a workout in. Did bench press (incline and flat), triceps, and abs. At the gym, there was this cute looking brunette that approached me and asked if she could work in with me on one of my sets. The brunette had a nice body and quite an ass on her, I tried not to stare but I glanced at it a few times, not sure if she noticed me. Would have been awkward for me to ask a number with so many guys around, you can tell they were all checking her out too. One guy who was jacked just looked at me and gave me a thumbs up with a wink as he nodded his head, I was so confused.

After gym I attended the two classes that would happen later on in the afternoon. I had a paper due for one of them but had finished most of it throughout the week, all I had to do was print it and turn it in. My class has this cute blonde in it that I cannot for the life of me work the guts to approach, her friend is this asian girl who sounds like a valley girl. Sat in class and kept on finding myself looking over at this blonde's direction but couldn't approach her.

As the day went on, I was starting to feel exhausted because I had pushed myself so hard in the gym earlier in the day. I found a couch and just sat down on it, an hour passed as I could not move at all and then I got some much needed work done. Before I knew it, I had been late and the campus cafeteria had closed so I decided to head out to this Subway.

When I was at the subway there was this girl behind me. One girl kept bumping into me, guessed it is because the line was tight, but when I looked back we made eye contact and she just started into my eyes with a blank expression on her face before smiling. The girl looked a lot like Gina Carano (she had a very identical face to her). I decide to muster up the courage and start a conversation with her.

Me: Hi
Her: You can come up with something better than that
Me: Hello
Her: Keep trying
Me: I never have to try
Her: How original
Me: I am always original, there's no one like me
Her: *laughs*
Me: I seriously meant that
Her: I seriously didn't believe that
Me: I am seriously going to make you believe it
Her: *laughs* Do you go to (college name)?
Me: Yes, it wouldn't be the same without me!
Her: Okay now you're just pushing it
Me: I always push the boundary
Her: The line in front of you has moved and you have stood her trying to pick me up
Me: Well, make it easier for everyone behind you and give me your #
Random Guy: The line is moving, go dude!!!!
Me: It's her fault, she's keeping me standing here! (trying to be playful)
Her: I know you didn't just blame me, fuck off!

So I move forward as the line was moving forward and looked ahead. The Italian girl tried to open the conversation with me again, I don't get what it is with Italian women being so confrontational.

Her: Not so cocky now
Me: You just couldn't resist
Her: Oh shut up
Me: Sign language okay?
Her: I wanna see what sign language you use

I give the Italian girl the phone which has the screen for adding contact info, point to the screen before handing her the phone. She types some stuff in and hands it back to me.

"How about no (as the name)"

Then I notice that her number actually appears on the phone. I look at her and just can't help but smile, she laughed. Got my food to go and then headed home, had not tried to pick up a girl for months now. Ate my food and then got some much needed work done. Texted the girl to see if it was a fake number.

My text: was that a yes?
her reply: we'll see

Interesting girl.......


The day kinda just flew by though so the journal entry pretty much wraps it up). Got home and pretty much relaxed.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 4:

This might be a bit long.

Got some good sleep from the previous night but also had an early morning class (try making it to class at 8 in the morning). Went to the bus stop and waited for the bus, people around me were invested in their phones to even bother looking at each other. Bus showed up and I managed to get to class about 15 minutes early, waited around and found that a friend of mines was also there. I had known her from the previous semester so the two of us chatted a bit. The long and boring would start, I saw my mind going off task so much!

I had this intrusive thought about my how unlucky I was to have come from such a poisonous family of stubborn and narcissistic people. Started to think about all of the things that my parents had put me through growing up and the pain they had caused me but out of nowhere an old friend called my name out loud. My friend was this tall and curvy ginger who looked amazing in the summer sun with the sunshine reflecting on her skin. I could not help but hug her as I had massive erection, just touching her felt great to me. Some girls have good looks to where they are seen as model material but this ginger had so much sex appeal, after chatting with her for a bit I had all these thoughts about sex and how she would be the first girl who I would ever go down on.

After chatting with the ginger and having all those thoughts about what I would do to her, I headed home before preparing for another class. Ended up getting something to eat from the cafeteria before relaxing and then heading out for a workout. Today was just cardio and abs, the workout went by fast as I ended up being covered in sweat. Took a nice shower after the workout and then headed to my afternoon classes.

Remember the one hot girl I was talking about in a class of ones like 2 days ago? Well she came in a bit late and I saw her, so many seats were taken so she sat down right next to me.

I could not even believe it and this time I started a convo with her.

Unfortunately, all this time being isolated in the past months and going through so much has had an effect on my game. I could chat with her but I felt like something was wrong with me. It is like I felt some bit of nervousness and came off as a bit awkward while chatting with her. The girl was nice to me and we would chat until lecture started, there are like over a hundred students in our class and I looked around right before it started to see a guy looking right me and almost laughing as he shook his head. For some reason that also added to my perception that my approach was weak and the girl was just being nice to me.

Well the class ended and I had to be at another. I was exhausted but the local starbucks was too far away while I ran late for class, time to power through this one. I sat in this large class, there was this cute classy looking blonde sitting all to herself. Long light colored hair, tanned skin, and pretty face with angular features. Why not, just the type of girl put on this earth to reject me and shatter my confidence. None of the guys were approaching her and a part of me did feel like going after her, chatting her up, and getting to know her. I tried to sit there and find a flaw in her face but I had issues doing it, this girl was hot and some of the guys in the room were tapping each other on the shoulders and pointing at her direction.

I couldn't do it. Why is it that I can approach the hottest girl from a minority group without any issues and on my best days even approach the prettiest brunette or some gorgeous redhead but when it comes to a Sienna Miller lookalike my mind hits this roadblock. It is like even being near these kinds of women I can feel the rush that people afraid of heights feel when they are on top of a large skyscraper. Looking at magazine covers, magazine ads, and all the evidence in media where these women are almost always with the whitest looking guy (on some occasions a black guy) but never a guy who looks anything like me (desi).

In my mind I kept all thinking about all the love and validation this woman must get and how it must spoil her to where she is this evil person. It felt great when in my mind I could practically downgrade her personality and see her as this fake plastic barbie doll who likely has no personality. At that given moment to me, she was just some bimbo who got plastic surgery to look like a barbie doll, nothing more. I was practically everything in my power to look at anything but her. It's like deep down inside, I kept feeling that no matter what happened, I could never have her. I was venting but then I thought about what I have to be grateful for and the amazing day I had.

My frustration and anger went away but then I realized that I have ways to go. I have a better body to achieve and things to do. Most importantly, I was also reminded of why I came here. I came here because if I can train myself to not be so intimidated by a blonde bombshell and maybe get one, then that would practically be it. It would be like the final step I take. I hate to pedestalize these women but throughout my life I have had such a terrible experience with them and I have seen no evidence of a guy of my background having one as a girlfriend or wife.

I guess sometimes the saying is true, we want what we can't have. The class ended and then I decided to have dinner. My mind kept wondering off into sociology type ways of thinking, like I kept thinking to myself what a guy like me would have to do to get a Sienna Miller lookalike. It was a love hate sort of thing, I loved these kinds of women because I was attracted to them but I hated them because in my mind these women were all racists who hated a man for his background alone. I kept thinking why I have these thought patterns but then it all went back to me wanting to see a Sienna Miller type of woman (an attractive blonde) with a guy of my heritage. This idea of being able to get a girl like that as my girlfriend was so powerful that it practically took over my mind.

After dinner I would watch some TV and then review before finally getting on to write this. My life is going alright in so many ways but some days I wonder if I am going to make it. I know myself and I know that I won't give up until I land that All American blonde beauty but I wonder if I am just being unrealistic here, if women like these were not meant to be with guys like me because if they were then I would at least seen or heard about such a couple.

That about does it for my day.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 5:

I had problems getting up in the morning, laid in bed and just wanted to nap away but I believe that sleeping in is the best way to ruin your day. Decided to finally force my body to get up and was not able to shower on my way to class. Luckily I was able to sit away from almost everyone else but it feels terrible walking around in the morning when you haven't showered and it is so hot outside. After class I ran back home quickly and took a shower felt amazing.

After shower I just decided to go to a local cafe to get some studying done before my friend walked in. Had a chat with my friend, did manage to get work done before that though. These are the days of being a college kid, guess that is why everyone says how these are the best years of your life. Here you are in this environment surrounded by almost everyone your own age and with all these freedoms. After I was done chatting with my friend, I decided to reflect and thought about how ungrateful I am. Sometimes, we just need to appreciate the small things in life. A chat with a good friend, a nice cup of coffee, a bright sunny day, and so much else. It brought me back to how pathetic I was feeling the way I felt yesterday but before I could reflect, it was classtime!

I decided to head to class and sit in lecture, as always, paid as much as attention as I could before heading out as class ended. Grabbed a nice meal to eat before heading home. Reflected on my day but then headed out to the gym, decided to do squats, deadlifts, and bench press today. It was great to get that nice workout in, had a small post workout meal after it.

After that was done, I was so exhausted from the week itself that I decided to watch a movie and just call it a night. Yes, a college kid who should be partying on a Friday night decided to stay in. Not enough energy, this week just had me beat, so much going on. So relaxing some nights to just lay back and watch a nice movie. Not like I am going to go to a party and enjoy myself in the state I am in anyways so I decided to just stay back. Then I wrote in this journal again.

The day went by fast but not much really happened.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 6:

Wasted day, relaxed, didn't do a thing, it just flew by.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

No entry was done for sunday.

September 8

The day was fairly productive, finished a lot of the things that I needed to get done. Went to classes as usual and then after that was done I went to this cafe a mile off from campus. Saw a girl walk in, a brunette with a slim waist but a very noticeable nice round ass, I could not help but stare, that was the body of a pornstar! Probably came off as a creep but I don't even care. She wasn't beautiful but she had a lot of sex appeal if you guys see what I am trying to get at here. Didn't talk to her but she did look in my direction and give me that glare, she caught me looking but I didn't care. That ass just gave me a fucking hard on, rarely do girls IRL do that. The brunette fit the category of the kind of girl you would fuck all day but not the kind you would show to friends, so much sex appeal.

After the brunette was gone I stuck around and this other brunette, more athletic build but still a cute butt came in and sat right by me. I decided to finally do an approach, commented on her psychology book and asked her about a few things. We chatted, don't really remember how it went but she goes to the same college as me so I decided not to go for the #.

Got a lot of work done at the cafe before finally heading out to the gym for a nice workout. The workout was intense and I had a nice post workout meal. After the workout I came home and I have been exhausted, cannot even believe I managed to write all this out.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 10

Well, it seems to be somewhat coming together. I woke up in the morning and headed to an annoying 8 AM class, went to the bus stop and was looking around as my eyes met this blue eyed brunette's who smiled at me. Then I arrived to class and this cute looking ginger sat right by me when there were seats up, is it the body spray lol? The class would fly right by and then I headed out to lunch, decided to go to a local restaurant for a quick pickup only to run into this woman on my way back, a cute blonde with a milf like appearance, look at me and smile. Well, that's not something I get everyday!

Hit the gym after the a nice lunch and then came home to take a shower. The workout I had today was amazing and I am making some progress, feels good to have a routine going.

Ya, the day was something unique in itself, but again I am tired after how long it has been. Progress is slow but I do want to get the kind of girl I want. Maybe it is time for me to finally put myself out there again yet I ask if I can take it if I fail again. If I fail again then who knows how much more depressed I will become. This progress in the gym and life itself is beautiful right now, don't know if I am willing to go out there and get my confidence crushed by some bimbo yet.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

September 27th

Been a while since I updated this sucker, mostly because my weeks have been loaded with a lot of assignments due but here I am back again, maybe I start to update it regularly. Made my first approach in a long time today, it was this plain looking brunette (6/10) and it was so so receptiveness. She wasn't being a bitch at all but she didn't seem that interested in chatting with me either. I ended up not getting much going but hey, least I made my first approach.

Sometimes I am left wondering even if I improve, if that will be enough.

Today wasn't bad but what happened yesterday is something that is for another thread.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

Been a while since I updated this, over a month!

So far I have 2 lays under my belt, a gorgeous redhead and quite an attractive French girl (of Arab heritage). My dick is happy and my mindset is better but for some reason I still long for the blonde. I don't think a lot of women out there can give me better sex than the French girl did but for some reason I want to fuck for my ego as well this time. Mentally, I am at a better place and I know I can get hot girls but at the same time I still want to try the blonde all American girl type that growing up I couldn't get. It's like I am happy yet somewhat unfulfilled at the same time. My hormones are doing everything to keep me happy and why not, I've slept with two girls that to me were hot in a matter of 2 weeks, most of it just dumb luck rather than my game, but my mind's poison and ambition are still mocking me saying how I still can't get the Sienna Miller lookalike in bed with me.

Why can I not completely enjoy the fact that I have been with two cute girls in these past 2 weeks without thinking about this shallow goal of mines? Just what the hell is it going to take? Mentally I feel better but I still feel somewhat unfulfilled.

 

[Dern]

Damn... deep shit dude...

 

[ray_zorse]

Well, it's simple, you need to feel you earned those lays and could do it again whenever you so choose. Franco was saying something about how when you get more skilled qnd calibrated you can just enjoy a night out with the boys knowing that towards the end of the night you can peel off and easy find someone to take home, these emotions are just telling you you Want to be xloser to that point. I guews it'scall part of approach addiction, just roll with it and keep at it bro

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

Well, it's simple, you need to feel you earned those lays and could do it again whenever you so choose. Franco was saying something about how when you get more skilled qnd calibrated you can just enjoy a night out with the boys knowing that towards the end of the night you can peel off and easy find someone to take home, these emotions are just telling you you Want to be xloser to that point. I guews it'scall part of approach addiction, just roll with it and keep at it bro

thanks man

so far, have had sex with 4 different girls this semester

two redheads (one had a cute face and a nice athletic body)
an italian brunette with a nice ass
and a french chick

Too busy to write the lay reports for the italian chick and the athletic bodied redhead though.

 

[Indian Race Troll (IRT)]

So I haven't updated this journal in forever, doing it now because of a special circumstance in my life. After running through a lot of women ever since joining this forum, I had the best sex of my life this a week ago on a Saturday and the best time I've ever spent with a woman. Tall, toned, and beautiful Russian blonde with a nice rocking body. We fucked, wrestled around playfully, cuddled, had fun conversations, and I did so much with this girl. The whole time, sex with her felt like being on ecstasy and she loved me too. This girl knew how to please me and man did we have an amazing Saturday, the whole day spent in my apartment naked.

I remember something funny, she got up after cuddling with me and a few hours after we had fucked, gently slapped me on the head and said "tag, catch me for fuck". I got up, ran after her, the two of us naked in my apartment, caught her, put her over my shoulder as she was laughing, and slammed her down on the bed for a nice fuck. She ended up staying over for the night, I remember when she got up to leave during the night I grabbed her ass and pulled her towards me. "No you stay!" I said, sitting on my bed as she stood over my naked. Made her stay, we skipped eating dinner, and we just continued to fuck.

The past Friday I get a text from her asking what I am up to, tell her nothing much at all and tell her she is coming over to my place. She denies and says she wants me to come over to hers. I go over to her apartment, a bit far away from mines, and knock on the door. I get a text saying that the door is unlocked but I need to lock it when I walk in.

I arrive, she is wearing nothing but some black panties, comes up to my, puts her arms around me, hugs me, and we make out. I take her black panties off aggressively and then sniff them, man I am horny. She is smiling and grabbing my cock, I strip down naked we get in a 69 position. We fuck some more and I spent the entire Friday night and Saturday just naked in this girl's apartment, she was naked too. She cooked and I helped her out around the kitchen, fucking her in-between. LOL I cummed in a napkin and rubbed it over her forehead, she laughed and then playfully punched me in the face. We watched a movie while laying naked in her bed together, just fucking.

Then I just look at her and say

Me: Me, your only source of fun, okay!

She smiled and kissed me on each cheek.

Guys, I have not had sex this good in my entire life and things are amazing. I am not banking on an LTR yet but before leaving her place Sunday morning, she grabbed my cock, stroked it, and kissed me as I kissed her. Then she told me something after I had put my clothes on. My clothes are on and she has on nothing but her sweaty panties.

Her: You come back okay, you come back next week!

I went up to her, smacked her on the ass a few times, made out with her, kissed her, pushed my hands against her toned abs, and then put her over my shoulder while walking towards the door. She laughed and hit me, saying no but laughing hard. I put her down but before I can go, she pulls me in and says this:

Her: I have present for you
Me: What?
Her: (takes off her panties and hands them to me) You come back, you bring back
Me: (whiffing them) Oh my! (kissed her again)

Damn I need to leave, wasted half my weekend fucking. I stuff her panties in my pocket and head out, so sniffing them as I get back. I sniffed them when I got back home and the smell itself made me horny, damn this girl is serious!

Lay report coming up soon.