If they were a sure thing, they would be called something else
[QUOTE=Castlerae; 1431513]This weekend has been an odd one, to say the least. As many advised here, I sent SB#2 a message asking that she get back to me and clarify what was going on. She got back to me fairly promptly, and after some discussion, we agreed to meet again. That was to be last weekend, but an hour before I was to leave for the meeting, she texted me, saying something had come up and she couldn't make it. A few messages back and forth and we agreed to just push the meeting ahead a week, same place and time. So meeting time was to be yesterday, and just as I was getting ready to leave, the phone chimes to let me know I've got a new message. It's SB#2 telling me that, yet again, she can't make it. She offers to met me the next day, but I've already got something planned (see below) , so I tell her I can't make it and ask her if she has any other ideas. Still haven't heard from her, and not sure I ever will at this point.
Today, met another woman I contacted through SA. Whether anything happens, or if instead it all fizzles I do not know, but that's how this man's 'sugar weekend' ended.[/QUOTE]Castle,
Your weekend sounds kind of typical for this pursuit. You've got to send a lot of texts and drink a lot of coffee before you find your ATF.
SB#2 reminds me of a baby I was in hot, hot pursuit of a while back. 20-something HCB, incredibly intelligent and articulate, a student at the Art Institute, an avid neo-burlesque artist, some interesting tats, an interest in all things Gaelic and medieval, and totally sexy in a 1940's pinup way. Good Lord, Scottie and I were delirious, and I was certain if I could just meet her once, she would be as putty in my hands.
A date and location for our M&G was set, and I made sure to put on clean clothes and brush my teeth before heading out the door. This was this past winter, so on the day of the first attempt there was snow on the side streets, but not the main ones. Still, coming into the city from the burbs, and then winding my way over to the breakfast place she had chosen was not all clear sailing. I get there, get a coffee and a table, and wait. And wait. And wait. Finally, I get a bat text saying she just woke up, her alarm mal-functioned, she was up late last night working on a painting, her cat was sick, the toilet was leaking, and, well, you get the picture.
"No problem," says I,"let's reschedule now. I'd really like to meet you." A new date and time is set, and I head out for my day. The new day comes; this time it had snowed a ton the night before, and getting to the cafe is a real hassle. I text her before I leave the house to make sure she will show this time, get assurances that it is just around the corner from her apartment so no worries, shovel my way to the garage, and head off, thankful I have 4 wheel drive. I get there, get a coffee, find a table, and wait. And wait. And wait. And text. And wait. During this time, much to my astonishment and consternation, someone I have known professionally for 20 years but haven't seen recently comes in, sees me, and greets me by name in a very loud voice! We talk for about 15 minutes at my table, one half of my brain paying attention to what she is saying, the other half watching the door and hoping that if the baby comes in and sees me talking to someone else, she will have to good sense to hang back. The third half of my brain is trying to construct a plausible excuse as to why I am so out of my home territory meeting an HCB so early in the morning. Thankfully (?) , she was again a no-show, so I extricated myself from my acquaintance, got back in my car, and headed off to work. No further messages from the baby. Strike out!
The moral of this story, I suppose, is that despite our best efforts to control things, or to ensure success, sometimes, more often than not, actually, things fall apart. As I have said before, they are a quixotic breed, these little babies. If it were all like this, I think I would have been out of the game long ago, but I can attest to the fact that there are successes, some of them quite fantastic ones (Polo) , and you will, eventually, meet your ATF. You need to keep in mind, it's nothing personal, just what happens sometimes.
Hope this is helpful to all my brothers who are not getting the results they had anticipated just yet.
Keep up the good work,
Scott
Re: Treat her like a friend
[QUOTE=SubCmdr;1431566]Sbaby you have a point. But, I found SB2 on SA. I would have taken her to a room if she had not been an hour late. We were supposed to get together a couple of days later but she never confirmed. She canceled our next three dates and has stopped all communication with me. Now Daddy is all dressed up with no Baby to blow me. LOL![/QUOTE]So, in prepping for my radio interview tomorrow I went back and looked at my old blog posts. While doing so, I ran across this statement."I want to find a friend for my daddy – not just a one night play date". On my blog play date is a little more explicit but I'm not sure if that's allowed here. Anyways, it made me think about Sub's most recent situation and a general question for you all. How many of you expect or anticipate any type of sexual activity on a first meet?
Sub, I wonder if you inadvertently made this girl feel like she was an escort by pushing the situation. Instead of saying I enjoyed meeting you and I'm looking to our next date you tempted / pushed an awkward situation that in all honestly is just a little trashy. At least from the female perspective. My point to the whole thing is if your goal for the SB is long-term, you may have to sacrifice the short-term gratification. If you push the short-term, well it shows her that you don't value her for anything more than that and she will vanish. Like I wrote above, I want a friend and I do think that's something common among us SB's. If you want them to keep talking with you and come to the next date, make sure you treat her like a friend.
As always, just my opinion.
Mandy
M&g and achieving "lift off"
[QUOTE=SbabyBlog; 1432516]So, in prepping for my radio interview tomorrow I went back and looked at my old blog posts. While doing so, I ran across this statement."I want to find a friend for my daddy – not just a one night play date". On my blog play date is a little more explicit but I'm not sure if that's allowed here. Anyways, it made me think about Sub's most recent situation and a general question for you all. How many of you expect or anticipate any type of sexual activity on a first meet?
As always, just my opinion.
Mandy[/QUOTE]Mandy, understand todays opinion can never be changed, no matter what other insights you'll get, it can and will be used against you.
Now back to lift off at the first encounter. Sometimes it happens sometimes it won't, it all depends on how the flow goes. I don't count on it but if there is an indication that the pot wants to go climb mount everest I won't stop her.
My M&G are coffee, fun, banter, to see if I can get along. To remove potential land mines. Is she ok with my situation etc. Just light and easy. Just because you have the launch codes, does not mean you need to go for the target. Remember wars are not won in a single battle. Sometimes not getting there at that time is more beneficial for the long run.
One thing I always do. Is ask if she is 'absolutely sure' she wants to climb mount everest. Since it will be there later. Pull back. And there is even more desire to climb it
Just my Euro cents
Escort vs SB and Sex on the First Date
Hi all,
I thought I'd add my thoughts to a couple of posts. I came from the escort world and "graduated" to the SB experience. While I don't think there are any definite lines between the two, I would largely agree with Hernando that it's the social interaction and relationship aspect that makes a SB vs simply an ATF escort. Monthly allowance I think also plays into it. Which leads me to sex on the first date. When responding to SBs I would never expect or initiate sex on the M&G unless it was discussed before hand. I've had two experiences here in my home town of Atlanta over the last couple of months where that was the case. One was actually 2 ladies (both 19) whom I contacted separately on SD4Me and were actually friends. They were pretty straight forward with what would happen after dinner on the M&G. Up side: 2 attractive, fairly interactive, HYB willing to meet for faaar less than any double in the escort world. Downside: sex was mediocre and it is nice to be able to talk to your companions between activities. It was like talking to a couple of rocks. The other was an agreed upon fee before hand if we would "explore all the aspects of our potential relationship" on our first date. She was interesting, but again mediocre sex for too much $$. So I guess I would describe both of those as escorts in SB clothing. As a matter of fact the second one showed up on some local escort sites a couple of weeks after I broke it off with her. I did have one other date where I wasn't expecting sex going into the M&G and we did end up hooking up afterwards. I did compensate her at that point for her time. I think any "test drive" should be compensated. Just some ramblings. I will write a related post about a couple of very nice experiences I've had hooking up with SBs while traveling.