My First attempt at a SD/SB Meet+Greet
Last week, partially due to my reading this thread, I joined SA and began the process of finding a SB. Perhaps a little background, 56, Divorced for a year this coming June. I live within a couple hours of Las Vegas and arranged my first M+G at the Mandalay Bay Resort. I had been texting with my first potential SB for the last 3 days and, being a coward, had not requested any definitive photo proving the SB actually looked like the photos she had sent me in addition to her profile photos.
Running a bit late because of Vegas traffic, I had called her to update my arrival time and asked her to suggest a restaurant at Mandalay Bay to meet at. Her response was to say " I don't really need to eat as I've got about 20 lbs to lose right now" Now, this SB is a UNLV student standing at 5'3". It didn't take an Einstein or my rapidly shrinking penis to visualize what 20 extra pounds on a girl her size would look like. What the hell, I was almost there and it was just lunch.
I entered through the rear parking structure and once entering the lobby I called her to make the final contact. As the phone was ringing I saw a short NFL Left-tackle in a dress and striped blouse on her phone. As I walked by the L-tackle I experienced that weird audio sensation where you hear a voice in your phone and from a secondary source at the same time. It was her. I had already made the mistake of describing what I was wearing to her and before I could run for my life I heard my name called out. My brain began a slow silent chant. You stupid fck. You stupid fck.
I was starving and we sat at a restaurant and ordered. The dialogue was friendly, and about as sexual as a conversation with your Mother or Sister can be. She wanted to discuss financials and her limits as to what she was willing to do. I, as politely as I could, told her that we were not a match and that we didn't need to worry about those details. That was pretty much the end of the lunch. Desert? Yes, she had ordered the biggest fcking chocolate something that I mistook for a mud bath when they wheeled it to the table.
It was my intention to start off my contribution to this forum with a cool story that would allow me to start my journey to becoming a Senior Member here. Through only my fault, it didn't work out that way. But this is my starting point and I hope over the next several weeks, months, and on to be able to post successes rather than failures. My name is Nitwit, glad to be here.
remember the loan ? Rule # 1
Now I'm going on week # 3 after fronting my FB a few $s. 1st weekend she was "injured " in a fall. 2nd "out of town" , this week is # 3 . I could've sworn she wasn't going to rabbit over such a small amount but shame on me. I'm not giving up yet but it isn't looking good.
The worst part is she was my only one. I don't have a backup and for the moment she was good enough. I've let my memberships lapse so I guess I have to re up and start prospecting again. CL and BP are heavily watched by LE in this community. Va is a secondary Bible Belt compared to Sodom and Gomorrah out West. So I guess I will go back to SA and SDFM.
Hollywood, that cutie from CL is rockin' I hope she works out for you.
Last Post Today... I promise
If a girl does get to date # 10. Thats when I make my final decision. If there is something I just can not live with I cut them loose. And there are plenty that cut me loose before that. When I was talking to the girl in pic 5 she wanted to know what was the minimum to get paid. I said hey, you can come over and leave after an hour for all I care. She was like "an hour of fucking?". These young girls are used to guys their own age that blow in minutes. So I told her, no problem. An hour total including all foreplay. LOL. Going on my date tonite with the girl next door to the girl next door. Its safe and real. Maybe not a repeater. But who cares.
danger danger will Robinson
So with my new hushed account things are progressing quickly. I will detail another time the one absolute smoke and one hard 9 I am talking to. But right now is something more pressing.
22 year old message therapist that I hammered last week is wanting to meet bad. But that's not the problem. I'm trying to schedule something soon and we are texting possibilities and she is talking nasty to me. Really nasty. And telling me how she hasn't been f'ed for that long in forever. We are talking about hotel rooms and she starts asking me to stay the night. Then asks again. Then says we really need to spend the night together. Asks a fourth time.
I'm in a relationship and told her about it up front. I reminded her after the first question that I had to get home but she kept asking me to stay.
I gave her a fake name, fake job, fake number, non traceable email, and all she has seen is a non descript company car.
Any advice? But of course I'm going to fc her tomorrow.