10 minute pull while working a gig out of town.
I always want to tell this story so here we go. I'd been reading up on game for months, so like homeboy who was studying Casanova, I was feeling inspired. One of my friends was throwing a house party for profit over the summer, so he picked up me and the gang and drove us five hours to his place.
Fast forward to the party and I'm feeling pretty social. It's mostly high school kids, but there are few fellow college students sprinkled in. Not many people dancing, but just enough for it to be a party. The music is spinning well but I'm drenched in sweat, and I'm getting a few looks, but not enough to spring up. I'm trying out a more laidback style of game where I don't move unless I need to, and I don't speak unless borderline spoken to.
Anyway, I'm chilling and being observant when I notice one little latina grinding on someone off in the corner. She's going hard at it, hands on the floor and everything. I tell myself then that she's getting pretty riled up. It's noted, but I'm not pressed and go back to observation. We're about to wrap the party up when the speakers blow out!
It was too hot in the venue, and the speaker blew out twenty minutes before we would've liked to close (2 AM). People are standing around clueless, but I'm feeling pretty free because I don't have to play music anymore. I notice ol girl from earlier around the same time she notices me. Before I get a chance to step to her, she approaches first.
"Hey, are you one of the DJs?" "Yea. Why, you hiring?" I grip her shoulders when I ask her and shake her a little bit playfully, smiling. "No, I just thought you were hot.
" "Thanks, you're pretty cute yourself..." and I stroke her face. That's when I know that this is the one.
We drag each other over to the wall and start talking. I'm leaned against it, with her leaning on me. I'm sure to keep my hands on her lower back, moving them sometimes to caress. We start talking and I'm volunteering almost no information. All of the focus is on her. Where you from? What school do you go to? What's your degree? What do you like doing? She actually goes to school out of time too, psychology major. I'm like, cool. Let her know I think it's admirable that she wants to help people. All of that. She asks very little about me in return, which I actually find gratifying. She doesn't even need to know.
Maybe five minutes go by when we both look at a couch at the same time. We literally drag each other over to sit down, her on my lap. We're not talking for too much longer when she decides to kiss me. I was waiting for this, but I don't let myself get too into it. She actually spilled her drink on me in the process, but I give zero fukks because it's time to get up anyway.
"Come on." "Where are we going?" I let her know that we're going outside while I hold her hand. We make our way around the corner and escalate to sex basically a minute afterward. It's funny, a massive brawl involving my homie, his sister, and some hooligans was actually breaking out on the other side of the building, but again, I gave zero fukks because I was busy.
We return to what's left of the party when it's over, and she's still hugged up on me when her brother pulls up. I'm acting like it's no big deal, but she keeps trying to find a way to stay with me over night. I didn't have the heart to let her know that my homie already said no girls in the house. At the end of the night, I got her number, but never texted. I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know my name...
