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I may have already fucked this up before even getting off of the ground. The reason I'm posting this FR up so soon, pre-date, is because I did something a little unorthodox here and I'm wondering if you can help confirm my next steps.
I was at the park today cold-approaching girls. I had already opened two earlier in the afternoon, but they were just okay, while the third was delightful; she is the subject of this report. She has ambitions to become a lobbyist, hence the name. Here goes...
I see a girl of about 25 on a picnic-rug lying on the grass. She is in the prone position; my eye cannot avoid her ass. In fact, my eye cannot avoid any of her perfect form, stretched out straight from head to toe, with lissom legs and slender waist, dark brown medium-length hair and pale skin. All that is the enticement; the ass poking up above the main thrust of her curves is simply the final provocation that makes me unable to resist.
In front of her is a book in which she appears to be making notes. I come close.
I return the missed call, am informed about the movie plans, and am asked whether I would like a ticket. The film doesn't sound like my cup of tea; I decline.
As I walk away, I begin to ruminate about UndueInfluence's words: "What are your plans for this evening?" Stupidly, it doesn't occur to me that this was probably a test. What if she wanted to make instant plans, and I failed to strike while the iron was hot?
I return to where she is lying.
As a consequence I think I will "bend the rules" slightly and slow things down a bit, to compensate for what may be perceived as an excess of enthusiasm:
-Marty
I was at the park today cold-approaching girls. I had already opened two earlier in the afternoon, but they were just okay, while the third was delightful; she is the subject of this report. She has ambitions to become a lobbyist, hence the name. Here goes...
I see a girl of about 25 on a picnic-rug lying on the grass. She is in the prone position; my eye cannot avoid her ass. In fact, my eye cannot avoid any of her perfect form, stretched out straight from head to toe, with lissom legs and slender waist, dark brown medium-length hair and pale skin. All that is the enticement; the ass poking up above the main thrust of her curves is simply the final provocation that makes me unable to resist.
In front of her is a book in which she appears to be making notes. I come close.
Marty: Hello!
UndueInfluence: Hello!
Marty: Are you studying, or just reading?
UndueInfluence: Oh, just reading...
Marty: What are you reading?
UndueInfluence: I'm thinking of making a career change.
- Marty: You have a beautiful figure.
UndueInfluence: Thank you!
Marty: What's your name?
UndueInfluence: UndueInfluence.
Marty: I'm Marty. Mind if I sit down?
UndueInfluence: Sure!
Marty: Career change, huh? So, what have you been doing until now, and what do you plan to change to?
Marty: Well, it looks as if you've got the rest of your afternoon planned out, figuring out your career—
UndueInfluence: Yeah, I'm also trying to get some sun on this pale skin.
Marty: Good idea. So, would you like to grab a coffee with me some time?
UndueInfluence: Sure!
Marty: Let me grab your number. Someone seems to be texting me like crazy, incidentally.
UndueInfluence: Yeah... what are your plans for this evening?
Marty: Well, I planned to go see a movie. That's probably what all these text messages are about.
UndueInfluence: Seems a shame to sit in a movie-theater on a day like this.
Marty: Yeah. Well, I haven't been for a while actually.
I return the missed call, am informed about the movie plans, and am asked whether I would like a ticket. The film doesn't sound like my cup of tea; I decline.
As I walk away, I begin to ruminate about UndueInfluence's words: "What are your plans for this evening?" Stupidly, it doesn't occur to me that this was probably a test. What if she wanted to make instant plans, and I failed to strike while the iron was hot?
I return to where she is lying.
- Marty: UndueInfluence!
UndueInfluence: Hey!
Marty: My movie plan was canceled. Are you available for dinner tonight?
UndueInfluence: Oh, I wish I could! But I'm afraid I have plans. I'm doing karaoke.
Marty: Okay, not to worry. I'll text ya!
UndueInfluence: See ya!
As a consequence I think I will "bend the rules" slightly and slow things down a bit, to compensate for what may be perceived as an excess of enthusiasm:
- 1. Delay icebreaker text until tomorrow morning (Sunday).
2. Following that, radio silence for 2-3 delays before nailing down the date proposal.
-Marty